- Hidden black dress #1 – thrifted
- Hidden black dress #2 – thrifted
- Visible black dress – thrifted
- Teal “cocoon” cardigan – Target
- Leggings – Target
- Teal argyle socks – Target
- Boots – La Mama
- Brown and black belt – thrifted
- Oh Canada! mittens – gifted
- Cactus pin – no idea. Elves? Probably elves.
I rarely write a blog post in one go. I’ll add the photos, plug in text placeholders where I think I should hold a place for text, and then get distracted by food or something shiny and forget what I was planning on writing in the first place and just go and make something up.*
Normally I replace the first-pass, “look at me going all Holden Caufield on your a#$” stream of consciousness I write, because I believe it’s important to maintain the rational and sane persona I present online.** But I can’t think of anything else to write, so here we go (p.s. excuse the mittens. It was frickin’ freezing this morning!):
What situation ever happened that led to the phrase “the elephant in the room” existing? I suspect it had to do with a runaway circus elephant that tried to hide behind some floral curtains, but that’s just my first theory.
The equation E=MC Hammer is 2 Legit 2 Quit.
MC Hammer should be the one with a home improvement show, not Vanilla Ice, because then he’d be able to use the phrase “Stop! Hammertime” in an appropriate setting. “Stop! Collaborate and Listen” just doesn’t fit in the DIY world.
It’s a shame that the hyphen in Boutros Boutros-Ghali isn’t between the two “Butros’s” because then his friends could call him Butros-Squared.
What if you had pica and it made you want to eat pikas? Circular and awkward.
Instead of Zumba, someone should invent a Roomba exercise class and just have tiny robot vacuums chase people around the gym for an hour.
The song “Hungry Eyes” always makes me think of “Eye of the Tiger,” which always makes me think of the band Glass Tiger, which always makes me wonder why Bryan Adams did that totally random backup solo in “Don’t Forget Me When I’m Gone,”*** and now my head hurts.
Hmm, can I get my leg up on that ledge?
Can I get my leg off that ledge?
Not as gracefully, no.
*That’s not true. If I was making stuff up, my life wouldn’t sound nearly as embarrassing.
**Have you all stopped laughing yet?
***Seriously, why is he in that song? Were they all in the same recording studio and Glass Tiger bribed him with a beer?
P.S. Notice how this is pretty much just a repeat of this outfit?