'Selfless'
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.
Why is there no hunter green this season?
They don't want you to be happy.
I have been realizing recently that if I got rid of the clothes I'll never wear again, I would have very few things. Which means I effectively have very few things now, as something I won't wear? I won't wear it.
Why is there no hunter green this season?
Cause it's all brown all the time, it seems.
Why is there no hunter green this season?
Same reason it's not tomorrow yet. I think we've been cursed.
But hunter green and brown work! In fact, I found a sweater at macy's that was almost hunter green with brown satin trim that was $15.
It's all purple right now.
Same reason it's not tomorrow yet.
Yes this. I blame the mocha I had. though it did encourage me to smack down some WB PA.
I'm separating out my hardly wears -- by wearing it, and seeing if I feel good at having hauled it out of the closet.
Mostly not.
Well, not my fancy hardly-wears. The left side of my closet is sacrosanct.
But I've whittled down the right side something fierce, both by fit, taste, and just worn out.
But I've whittled down the right side something fierce, both by fit, taste, and just worn out.
OOH! I see shopping with ita in the future!
Oy. You know, the thing that really gets me about some of people who claim to be the leaders of Christianity in this country is the lengths to which they will go to emulate the man they base their faith on. I mean, just for example:
Pat Robertson, License to Pray to Kill
A reader alerts us to news of Pat Robertson's latest fatwa: Calling down the Almighty exact revenge for the town of Dover, Pa. tossing out the school board who mandated that "intelligent design" (i.e. "magic") be taught in schools. "I'd like to say to the good citizens of Dover: if there is a disaster in your area, don't turn to God, you just rejected Him from your city." >[link]Isn't that just exactly what a vindictive guy like Jesus would do?
Grrr.
Okay. So. You know how I was all SHRIFT SMASH this morning?
I'm... beyond that now.
Now I'm talking very slowly and quietly, and I'm pretty sure my eyes are, like, glowing. I just shoved an e-mail at my boss and said, "Look at this. Isn't this just... special?"
Listening "C is for Cookie" isn't going to cut it right now.
Well, not my fancy hardly-wears. The left side of my closet is sacrosanct.
This reminds me, I have to go through the wardrobe where the velvet stuff lives (the real velvet, not the stretch velvet) and try things on, then possibly have another wardrobe sale.