I was planning on a big "rally the troops" optimistic post after yesterday's downer, but a conversation last night left me feeling like it's pretty pointless. There's a reason the URL for this little piece of the blogosphere is whydoicareanyway. Apparently, I'm one of the few who's foolish enough to not give up yet.
Thankfully Season 2 of Project Runway came in for me here at the library. The anticipation of this moment has been almost unbearable as I've been on hold for months. Now that it's here I'm considering a hermit-like weekend filled with 777 minutes of fashion fun. The dresses! The drama! The models! The bitchy queens! It's going to be fabulousness at it's most fabulous! Instead of spending my lunchbreak doing something pointless like writing my congressmen, I wisely spent it catching up on the upcoming fall season.
I have 2 words:
Oh. Dear.
The 80s are back with a vengeance. Babydoll dresses, empire waists, the layered look, capes, leggings, ankle boots, plaids and--horror of horrors!--leg warmers.
LEG WARMERS!
I'm pleased with the copious amounts of knits. And the boyfriend sweater is back. Green and gray are in. That's good. Red lipstick is hot--I can finally wear that Chanel Red I bought a gazillion years ago. And heels. The higher the better. I say yeehaw to that.
Clearly I'm not able to go drop a few thousand dollars on a Dolce and Gabbana original (Harper's Baazar highlighted a dress made of feathers and gold available for a mere $170,000. Riiiiight) so I'll be interested to see what I'm able to come up with. I wish I was a more adept knitter because I'd spend some time making one of those cute knit minidresses or a ginormous oversized cable knit sweater. Regardless, it'll most likely be some mixture of Gap, Banana Republic, Target and hopefully some secondhand storing.
All bravado aside, my weekend will probably be more social than not. After work today I'm heading down to Butch's with coworker Molly for a pineapple mohito and some nosh. There will either be a bonfire or a gathering or a trip to G.R. tomorrow for the birthday celebration. A parental unit dinner was mentioned for Sunday maybe.
Oh well, Heidi Klum, my love.
We have a whole week to be together!
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