Dang I look cute today!
Yesterday, I went shopping for clothing, part of my continuing quest to selfishly buy items for myself rather than Christmas presents for my friends and loved ones. But hey, I got some hot clothes, though. Two pairs of pants, a black blazer, a charcoal blazer with matching charcoal skirt, a casual weird t-shirt, five pairs of trouser socks, and a black dress with white polka dots which only cost $4.99. I didn’t even bother to try that one on’ I figure for $4.99, I can be a little risky. I think that will look cute if I ever go clubbing or get back into singing 40’s style. I just need a cute pair of tights and some black Mary Janes, maybe a black pair of eye glasses and I will look tres retro.
Today’s ensemble: black blazer, red turtleneck, black legging style pants, Doc Martens and black argyle socks with red triangles. I accessorized with diamond stud earrings and my white pearls, creating a juxtaposition of Right Wing conservatism and Left Wing radicalism with my Docs.
Dang I look cute!
This fashion moment has been brought to you by Weetabix’s House of Style. And now back to our regularly scheduled rant.
My weekend, on a whole, as very low key. I bought a bunch of stuff to make Christmas cards and then promptly made them. They are very cute’ aesthetically pleasing and Martha Stewart to the max. It should probably disturb me that I sat in my incredibly messy living room, festooned with pizza boxes, cardboard boxes and forty two pairs of my abandoned shoes. It didn’t, though. It’s all in perspective, baby.
Again, if anyone’s interested in exchanging Holiday Cards with me, send me an email with your address! For your effort, you will receive a handmade Weetabix Holiday card for your very own.
Suitable for framing!
I may have single handedly rescued the economy this weekend. I spent entirely too much money, the bulk of which was on Esteban and myself, although I did some crucial holiday shopping. I ended up purchasing a Bose surround sound system at the local warehouse store and now we can comfortably compete with our techno geek friends. I do have to say, the enhanced sound makes for some dang fine couch potato activities.
Like that’s what I needed’ to make sitting on my ass seem more enticing.
Esteban dove headforward into installing the thing. He hasn’t yet mounted the various speakers, but unpacking, setting up, untangling the wires, and a trip to Radio Shack for $68 worth of whozits, etc, took him over four hours. I played the perfect cheerleader ‘You can do it, honey, I know you can!’ but Esteban called my ruse and finished my thought ‘Because I’m not going to help you, thank god you’re doing it!’
It is both a strange and terrible thing to be with someone who knows you so well.
Today, I’m getting my poor baby cavities filled. I had grown so fond of them. I shall miss them, but at least I’ll get the pleasure of smelling the burning tooth as they drill the crap out.
Yay!
At least I look damn cute.
