Well, to be honest, in all the group shots it was Bret Beattie
It's not his work, explicitly. It's him.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Well, to be honest, in all the group shots it was Bret Beattie
It's not his work, explicitly. It's him.
And all the vintage stuff is gorgeous
Isn't it just? I really really need this. And then I need someplace fabulous to go and have tea and cucumber sandwiches.
I can't answer to one or two, but the tapping? I do it. I don't notice it until my foot slips and GONG (from the back panel of my desk.)
Thankfully, my officemate claims it does not drive him nuts.
I can still taste the rosemary from my sandwich, 5 hours ago. It's kinda weird.
(-t: Greatly Endowed Engineering Kid)
I hum without realizing it. I try not to at work, but I honestly don't know I'm doing it when I do. My grandfather did, too, so it could be genetic. (eta: thank you, Gus)
I am a notorious hummer (and that sounds very, very bad!) but I just don't realize I'm doing it. I sometimes even sing.
Andy Warhol Campbell's Soup paper dress. Yes, paper. I love pop art.
Question #1: Workplace hummers ... no, not like that ...
Thanks for the "no, not like that"... it was helpful.
I sometimes even sing.
I try SO hard not to, but sometimes I forget I'm at work, and I start to sing along with whatever is playing on the iPod. I'm pretty sure my office-mate thinks I'm crazy.
Oooh. And then, after my lovely, leisurely afternoon tea, I would need this dress to go out for a night on the town and complete my "Oh So Audrey" day.
Hmm. I can see the rest of the work day slowly slipping away.