Skip to main content

Day 233: I'm Really Upset Because ...

I'm really upset because I keep having to go to work. When will this terrible round-about stop and let me off? Why is it too much to ask to be able to have a wage for doing what I want to do rather than what the 'corporation' wants me to do? A decent wage. I really don't understand why it worked out this way. Why couldn't I be landed gentry? Who's in charge? I need a word.

I'm really upset because the weather is getting warmer. I don't want winter to end. It's tree-tricking weather. It will make the blossoms think they can come out, but then blast them icy with a small reversal. But it is a portent of the end. I'd hate to have no season changes, but does summer have to be in the equation?

Irene               List_Addict

I'm really upset because I got my electricity bill. I think most people are. It did make me not use my heater for two days, so there is that one benefit of the tree-tricking weather. Today I staved off the cold for a little while with a twenty-thousand-page-visits dance (it doesn't compare to the big, or even the medium sized guns' blogs I know, but it's not bad for my little not-for-profit silliness). But in the end the whole thing about having to go to work means I can spend that hard-earned on heat. So it's back on tonight.

I'm really upset because I slept through my alarm (again) and just about missed an opportunity to catch up with a friend I haven't seen in years. Just about. Luckily we did catch up. Don't you love friends you can chat to as if you saw them last week rather than three or four years ago? It was lovely. And there was almond croissant.

I'm really upset because someone has written my book. One of them. It's called The Old Ways: A Journey on Foot by Robert MacFarlane. It explores the relationship between man and landscape through walking, particularly walking in Britain. I know that there can be more than one book about this, and that my book would look at it in another way. What is upsetting when you see a book like this is that it reminds you that you haven't written it. There is a simple thing to be said about what makes a writer. It's merely the act of writing. Am I a writer if I don't have a book?

Today's A/W 2013 outfit is one hundred percent inspired by Louis Vuitton's slip and dressing gown collection. See some examples here and here and here. I like bedroom fashion. And, for your info, only man-made fibres were hurt in the production of this outfit. If I had to, had to, had to choose one item from his A/W 2013 collection for my own though, it would be this one.


The Outfit
Slip: Op-shopped
Coat: Op-shopped
Wrap: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'I'm in Vegas'


Photographer de Jour: V——


Who wore it better?

Sharing the Friday love with:

Lena B, Actually


Comments

  1. Don't despair it will be Power Ball to the rescue. (soon)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I really need to be in it to win it don't I?

      Delete
  2. I hate it now that summer is on the way out and it seems like with all the illness in my house this year we didn't even enjoy it.

    I guess it must be too hot in summer there for you to enjoy it.

    I love the faux fur and the colours you've mixed here.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I really am sorry you have had such a hard summer and I hope you are feeling better soon. I know your summer is quite limited so it was bad timing. It's great to have you back though and all my best wishes for you.

      Delete
  3. I love summer. Admittedly I don't really go outside, so I probably just love the memory of summer from my childhood when we had six weeks off from school, every day was hot and I spent them all in the backyard pool.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. A pool makes summer bearable. I always wanted to put on in the back yard with stepping stones to the washing line in the middle which can double as in-pool bar stools!

      Delete
  4. I'm upset about having to go to work, too. I need my husband to write a book, which will then be sold as a screenplay and I can quit working. It's just a matter of time.

    Funny, I just read a post called Positively Friday, looking at all the positive things that happened during the week. You're my antidote to that!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I think you should write the book Val! Or you can as well, in the leisure time from the movie rights. Sorry to be negative! A gal just needs a whine every now and again ;)))

      Delete
  5. Oh no, I hope your feeling better, err to work and bills..

    loving your shoes :) guess what? I just have to tell you, I got my first pair of Irregular Choice shoes,Yeah, i so love your colloection!! I went for flat ones so I get some wear but going for heels next time :)

    I hope you can stop by today to share your style Saturday?

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Thanks so much for stopping by! I love your feedback and comments. I read them all lovingly and try to respond to as many as I can. At the very least I go over and see where you have come from. Love it!

Popular posts from this blog

Day 279: Entertainment and Wishes

I have brain-freeze from a three hours/three hours/ten hours-during-the-day sleeping pattern over the last three days twenty-four hour periods (that ole chestnut, again) and so even though it is not Sunday, I am getting in early and loosening the clenched up brain cells by cheating on topic ideas with Sunday Social. Their link actually goes up tommorrow so be sure to check back and see what everyone else had to say when Sunday eventually does roll around.

Q: What is currently on your wish list?

A: I need nothing. Nothing. So let's talk about want. I want to be able to find some amazing thrifted pieces on my upcoming (eight sleeps) trip to the States. Luck and fate will have a lot to do with it, but I would be very happy to find some, or all, of the following as well: a chambray shirt, a real bomber jacket (just got one that I had different ideas about when I bought it from SheInside—it's really just a fleece jacket), belts, a vintage leather jacket, more tutus, sumptuous f…

Wear 1: Dropped My Shopping.

Day One of three hundred and sixty-five pictures of Irene (left) and I (right) on the internet. We're using it as a way to develop or realise a fashion style, and as a friendly competition as to who wore it better? Like every journey or quest, this year's project will teach me a little, make me think a bit and lend me some laughs and enjoyment. I hope also to slowly make sure everything in my clothes closet and my shoe closet is utilised: even perhaps the bags and boxes of outrageous, or not, op-shopped (thrifted) items secreted in cupboards and under beds. Other hopes: fewer words (believe it or not), more pictures and time to catch up on unfinished blogs from the last three years!



I had my outfit planned, but as I dressed this morning for work, I, well, chickened out. I lost the cape and replaced it with a black cardigan. I thought my work colleagues would think I looked strange and slightly overdressed. Lesson One: I am not brave in person (posting a silly picture on the in…

Day 348: My Favourite Colour

Who: Melanie at Bag and Beret

What: The Travelling Yellow Skirt Freak Show

When: A while ago (have I told you trying to buy a house keeps getting in my way!)

Where: At, around and in the vicinity of ACCA

Why: Do you even have to ask?

Who Else: B—— for the photos, Melbourne Bike Share for the props (although I did pay for that, and we spent so long riding around getting moving pictures that they charged me again so I am not really sure why I am telling you about them: this isn't a plug, except that they are quite cool!)

What the ?: Sunshine incarnate in the form of a yellow skirt travels the world searching for women, bold and beautiful, who make it their own for a day, or a week and share their own take on its joyous light with everyone out there who thinks that being an exceptional individual with the daring and bravado to walk your own way, strut your own stuff and be your own you is a good thing! That's my take on it, but you can read the full story on the link to the skir…