Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Wear 373: Thursdays and Mondays

Maybe I need structure, guidelines, a pattern, boundaries. No. No 'maybe'. I do. We all do, don't we? I'm trying to instigate a blogging boundary whereby I blog on Mondays and Thursdays. Officially it is now Wednesday. Going well so far *sarcasm*. The thing with setting up a structure for yourself on something where the repercussions for not following through are not life-threatening, is that the only thing that keeps it in place is your will power. I think I have misplaced mine.

There are things I want to do, but don't, because my will power seems to have taken an extended holiday in a place with no internet connection:

Eat better
Do yoga every day
Take long walks—I'm talking ten, fifteen kilometres at least—on my days off
Make a beautiful garden
Make a beautiful house
Make anything really

When put like that, it doesn't seem an unachievable list or an insurmountable challenge. I'm not trying to cure cancer: apparently bananas with black spots will do that (*wink*). I'm not trying to do something I can't actually do. I'm not even trying to do something exotic or prohibitively expensive. What stops me? Answer: Reading and Sleeping. I like reading so much I can just do it for hours. I like sleeping so much I can do it for hours. And put like that, it doesn't seem like such a bad life, does it? Excitement in real life is over-rated; quite happy to take it intravenously through the eyes and synapses; conscious or un-.

Today I am on a self-imposed twenty four hour read-a-thon finish seventeen books by midnight for my Goodreads challenge (not going to happen). One and a half hours went watching Supernatural, four more sleeping, three and a half at the market and doing a blog shoot (yay! did something for the blog), and about another two just faffing. Later I'm planning on another nap and going out for dinner. After midnight I will start a new book: The Marshmallow Test: Mastering Self-Control by Walter Mischel. Sure, it's still reading, but maybe it will help me find my will power. In the meantime looks like Thursday and Thursday is the story this week. Better than October and November though, eh? (Although technically it will still be November and December!)

I'm still covering the top of my jeans. The reproductive-area-covering technique used in this blog post involves the use of the 'medium length dress'. (See 'tops', and 'short dresses' as options here, or back there a little.) The cocktail/midi is one of my favourite techniques because it is lightly non-sensensical. The dress is long enough to wear by itself, so why do I need the jeans. Truth is, the jeans need the dress. This is a one-way relationship.

The Outfit
Jacket: Thrifted, Somewhere in the Northern US
Dress: Op-shopped, Culburra Beach
Jeans: Target
Shoes: Op-shopped, Culburra Beach

Photographer de Jour: V——

Visiting Fabulousness with the Following Fashion Icons!!

Sheela at Sheela Writes

Lauren at Style Elixir

Two Thirty-Five Designs at Two Thirty-Five Designs

Rachel at Rachel the Hat

Jennie at A Pocketful of Polka Dots

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Wear 372: Just Call Me Ebenezer and Other Literary References

Is it possible to hear, see or speak at the moment without the subject being Trump. The only reason I bring it up is that I have heard, through memes—that most reliable source of information—that talking politics on a public forum alienates friends and family and decreases your Christmas liabilities. There it is! My actual beef is not with Trump (well, it is, but that is different beef), it's with Christmas. For the last three or four years I have worked over Christmas. I get to see how much people love each other and enjoy each other's company. *Sarcasm* (I work in Emergency Services—people don't call us 'cause they're loving it up!). Ready to all shoot me down? I'm going to say it. Are you ready? I don't like Christmas.


That's deleted too.

Now that! That is just plain censored.

This is now draft two of this post. In draft one, I continued to write about what makes Christmas a burr in my paw. It turns out I think I will alienate fewer people if I talk about politics. Now what?


So. I went to the movies. Yeah. Twice. Saw The Accountant and The Girl on the Train. Sometimes I wish that the book and the movie were two different things. I want to read the book first, but then I don't want to know what is going to happen in the movie. I want to be able to see it with new eyes. Or a new brain. And seeing the movie first doesn't work either. It messes with the imagination.

My best friend and I have a long-standing disagreement about Strider. You know, Aragorn, Son of Arathorn. (In case any of you missed the whole thing: The Lord of the Rings.) I (rightfully) claim him as MY book boyfriend, because I read him first. I loved him from the book on. She only loved him when Viggo portrayed him in the movie. She can have Viggo. Quite happy for that to happen—there's the whole thing with the chin going on. Not my cup of tea. But Strider will always be mine. Well, in the way book boyfriends are. And he can be in the exception list that is an in-principle agreement between all real life partners should someone on the list (like Liam Neeson or Daniel Craig, or Strider for that matter, for me, Sophia Vargas or Nigella Lawson for him) turn up having fallen deeply in love with us via, say Twitter(?). All couples have that agreement, don't they?

It's an age old question. So what is your answer? Does Christmas suck? Does Trump suck? Book or Movie? Are there exceptions to the 'don't cheat on your partner' rule? And, most importantly, Strider's mine isn't he? He is! Come on!

Last time we met I was telling you about my forty-two plus pairs of jeans. I may have bought some more. It's a blur. But here is the second way I hide my girls in jeans: The Short Dress(es).

The Outfit
Crew Neck: JP Gaultier for Target
Dress (Under): Op-shopped
Dress (Over): Op-shopped
Fluffy Coat: Thrifted, New Mexico
Jeans: Target
Shoes: ModCloth

Photographer de Jour: V——

  PS: Any Europeans out there? Could you please let me know with the quickest of a word if you see the cookie warning come up with my blog. I am sorry about it but it is apparently a EU requirement and I can't manufacture a European look at my blog from here. I greatly appreciate a word-back!! Thanks.

Getting Around with the Gals and Guys on:

Patti at Not Dead Yet Style

Lauren at Style Elixir

Rachel at Rachel the Hat

Cherie at Style Nudge