Is it "issue a press release" or is it "report to the committee"?
I honestly don't know. Is there something you're supposed to do senitorially when you eff up legally?
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.
Is it "issue a press release" or is it "report to the committee"?
I honestly don't know. Is there something you're supposed to do senitorially when you eff up legally?
They say booties are in for the fall. I swear, I hate booties. They confuse my eye when I'm consuming an outfit. But there's a part of me that wants these so bad, or these based on a teenaged trauma over what my mother wouldn't let me wear, even if I spent my own money.
I know it's not a sensible way to covet shoes, and I'd never spend that much money on them. But dude. Wicked ugly.
In less bizarre shoe news, on my way into my building just now, my heel got caught in something, and I both wrenched my foot and lost the little rubber part off the heel. The thing is, I don't like the shoes that much anyway, so I'll probably never get it fixed. Hmph.
In the back of my closet, coated in a decade's worth of dust and cathair, I have a pair of black suede shoes shaped like the second shoe.
I've had 'em since high school. I need to get rid of them, I think. Not sure why I still have them. I've had shoe purges.
Congratulations, meara!
Yay, meara!!
I love the Nine West ones, though in general, I'm a "No" with booties. That last pair confuses me.
I was all about the lace-front ankle boots in the 80s. And there was one pair which had metal on the heel and perhaps also on the toe that I craved so damned badly...I can even remember being in the store on Oxford Street repeating the age old refrain of "But it's my money! Why can't I?"
Never got them.
May need to work through some stuff.
I am concerned that I will not work through some stuff, but instead by some punk-lite booties and wear them with fishnets or thigh-highs. Or, really both. And a skirt shorter than the one I wore to Allyson's reading.
Yeah. Midlife crisis in full flow over here.
At least--that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.
Oh, and that last pair--I can't even see the foot in it.
I'm definitely no on the little ankle booties. But some of the lace up oxfords with heels? Those, I am down for.
Vitter should be out. Marion Barry should be out. Craig and Clinton should be between their consciences and their voters. (And privately, their wives, of course. Is Craig even married? I don't recall hearing one way or another.)
Heh. MAYOR FOR LIFE, BABY!! (He recently got out of YET ANOTHER drunk driving thing. He claims they're targeting him. Dude, of COURSE they are! They know you're probably wasted or strung-out!)
Vitter's only still in because the governor who would appoint a new senator is a Democrat.
Hurrah, meara!