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Cheap thrills
While we were off seeing Miss Lillian, Ista's nemesis* dropped off the box with the E. Nesbit skirt and another skirt and a dress in it. We didn't see it when we came up the driveway, so it sat out in the snow until just now, when ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
markgritter and Ista left on their walk. I brought it in and tried the stuff on immediately. Wah! And I say again: wah! Cheap thrills! That was chilly.
My sympathetic status, you will be glad to know, remains intact, although it is both less mod and less Nesbitty than I thought. The other skirt, a black-and-green plaid, almost-fits, in that way full skirts have where they just sit a little lower on one's hips than if they actually fit. So that'll do. I suspect that my choice of this skirt makes it very clear that I came of age in the '90s, in that it is a bit grunge or at least post-punk, but I'm not going to any particular length to pretend I am some other age anyway.
The dress...I am still thinking about the dress. It's a summer sundress, and -- well, I thinkgaaldine once put it best, when we were discussing my bridesmaid dress: "I didn't expect it to be so...so...so 'look at my boobs!'" This dress was clearly constructed for someone with a rather different body type than mine, and the result is...I will ponder how I feel about the result, is what. I don't think it's bad; I'm just not sure it's me. The other thing about it is that it is reminds me of a previous dress of which my friend Rob said, "You know those orange and white popsicle things?" "Dreamsicles?" "Right! You look like a Dreamsicle in that dress." He meant it to be nice. Really. it's just that it's a rather vivid orange. I wear vivid orange well. But it remains vivid orange. So. I ponder.
(Wah!)
All this would be easier if I didn't care about clothes, but I do. (Not about fashion. About my clothes.) On the other hand, I am absurdly pleased with the two skirts, and I wouldn't be if I didn't care about clothes.
Anyway, back to hockey stories and Spinoza, consecutively, not concurrently.
*The UPS man. Oh, how she hates him.
markgritter and Ista left on their walk. I brought it in and tried the stuff on immediately. Wah! And I say again: wah! Cheap thrills! That was chilly.My sympathetic status, you will be glad to know, remains intact, although it is both less mod and less Nesbitty than I thought. The other skirt, a black-and-green plaid, almost-fits, in that way full skirts have where they just sit a little lower on one's hips than if they actually fit. So that'll do. I suspect that my choice of this skirt makes it very clear that I came of age in the '90s, in that it is a bit grunge or at least post-punk, but I'm not going to any particular length to pretend I am some other age anyway.
The dress...I am still thinking about the dress. It's a summer sundress, and -- well, I think
gaaldine once put it best, when we were discussing my bridesmaid dress: "I didn't expect it to be so...so...so 'look at my boobs!'" This dress was clearly constructed for someone with a rather different body type than mine, and the result is...I will ponder how I feel about the result, is what. I don't think it's bad; I'm just not sure it's me. The other thing about it is that it is reminds me of a previous dress of which my friend Rob said, "You know those orange and white popsicle things?" "Dreamsicles?" "Right! You look like a Dreamsicle in that dress." He meant it to be nice. Really. it's just that it's a rather vivid orange. I wear vivid orange well. But it remains vivid orange. So. I ponder.(Wah!)
All this would be easier if I didn't care about clothes, but I do. (Not about fashion. About my clothes.) On the other hand, I am absurdly pleased with the two skirts, and I wouldn't be if I didn't care about clothes.
Anyway, back to hockey stories and Spinoza, consecutively, not concurrently.
*The UPS man. Oh, how she hates him.
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Well, one of these days. One hopes.
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Oh, if grunge is coming back, maybe that means I'll be able to find a decent replacement for my flannel shirts, which are now excessively large, but I cannot bring myself to get rid of them. Because what would I wear without flannel shirts?
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No, I'm sorry, that's crazy talk. I don't know what I was thinking.
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Me, for example.
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