I think I don't wear orange well. But I realise that I very rarely look in mirrors, so it's just that I don't like orange much. I like jewel tones, I like black, and I like the effect of a lot of winter white when my hair's freshly dyed.
I suck at fashion rules--not because I'm some sort of fashion maverick, but because I'm forgetful and lazy and shop randomly.
I didn't cry
too
much at the ER. But it was stupid stupid stupid and I just don't know how to handle them.
And UPS ignored my note asking them to deliver my box to a neighbour, so I'm one more night sans new phone deliciousness. Oh, and trampy shoes. I ordered those too.
Okay, not trampy because I saw them and thought of Steph's BF. But on me, they'll look trampy.
I'm glad you're home, ita, but I'm sorry that you had to deal with the suckfest that is the ER.
I used to wear a lot of summer colors when I was younger, but over the years I had accumulated a lot of fall colors in my wardrobe. Because that's my favorite season I guess, and I had been dying my hair red as well. It was quite surprising when I really looked at myself. And then I tried colors I would never have thought of, like aqua, and it was a total revelation. Especially once I was buying "cool" make-up.
And Trinny and Susannah's color charts really help mitigate the things I have that aren't my best colors with colored scarves, etc.
The unexpected benefit of investing all that time learning the color thing? Almost everything in my wardrobe works together, because it's all in the same color family. I'm now on a radical budget and was happy to realize that I didn't feel I needed new clothes--I can't remember the last time I felt that way.
Not that I never buy outside of my season, because I definitely do, but I'm very careful about warm-toned colors because of my early brainwashing.
Sometime around 1982 or 83, my hometown was virtually a Color Me Beautiful Cult. I'm a Winter--my best colors are deep garnet red, dark forest green, navy, and black. But I look awful in purple unless it's verging upon black. It makes me look jaundiced. I can wear Fall colors if they're dark, like deep brown, darker olive greens, and the like. No orange, no pastels, and absolutely no yellows or golds.
Basically, I pick dark colors whenever I can. Just about the only bright colors I like on me are certain shades of teal and turquoise.
More cat humor!
Both of these YouTubes have sound (fair warning!), but they are each hysterical in their own ways.
The first is the cat humor musical equivalent of Dick in a Box:
Mean Kitty.
The second is a faux interview: Bobo: An Intimate Portrait.
Hec will not be amused, but I imagine many of the rest of you will be.
Perfect timing, Kristin, as I just caught up.
I would point and laugh, except that I recently spent several days reading up on how and why one might manufacture wrought iron rounds, and if one did, how one would do so in the context of modern (cartridge) weapons.
Heh. And I've been studying the history of the 30.06 rifle round because of Tom Waits' song "16 Shells From a Thirty Ought-Six."
Since I'm sure you're all curious, it came out in 1906 (hence the ought-six part of its name), but became famous from use in WWI with the Springfield rifle by infantrymen.
It's been in use ever since, and is also commonly used with the Winchester rifle. It's one of the best and most versatile rifle rounds. Depending on the grain of the bullet it's good for varmints or coyote, but can also has enough stopping power to take down a deer.
Mine is an evil laugh!
Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!
