Basic Black Dress-- One I can wear to work fall/winter, one ultra low cocktail

Trenchcoat--ratty old one with falling hem and ring around the collar I got from my great-aunt who's been dead 13 years. Yeah, I've been looking at new ones.

Classic Dress Pants--Wore today. Sturdy black silk, full leg, perfect length, wide elastic waist from Nordstrom. Rich lady garage sale. Look amazing on.

Blazer--One, brown velvet.

Skirt--Tons. All lengths, many colors and patterns.

Classic White Shirt--None.

Day Dress--The black dress for work

Jeans--Three. One with hole in ass. One new and cute. One chopped off to make capris.

Sweatsuit alternative--Yeah

Cashmere sweater--One, black, with a hole in it. Sigh.

MY top ten must haves?

10. Exfoliator.

Timelies all!

Not going to tackle that list of "essential" clothes. For one thing, I don't work in an office and I never have, so that kind of work clothing is not in my wardrobe...

Dude, that name rings a bell. Not sure if I was in heavy lurk mode or not.

Funny thing of today that I just remembered: dental assistant this time was one of the patting kind. As it, when dentist is stabbing you with novacaine, she pat/holds down your shoulder. (I don't really need, the topical stuff seems to do a good job and the HELL I'm going to move with a needle in my gum!) Except...she missed. It was the top half of my boob. I didn't think till later of the "oops" comment she made (I thought she'd dropped something) and the whole thing.

It's funny in my head. Cause I didn't catch it. Mind you, I'm weaned on stories of my mom's dental exploits from her youth. He was left-handed before left-handed instruments, and the result was she was very accustomed to the sounds of his guts, since she was pressed up against it and all.

Anywho. I like my dentist even as I hate having to go. She isn't giving me shit, has small hands, heeds my owies, gets my grunts and is an admitted perfectionist.

Um, if I marry her, do I get free dental? Because I don't like the numbers I'm seeing.

Wow, Theresa! She probably doesn't remember me that well, but tell her Kathy Astrom says hi, ita!

I'm watching Cash Cab After Dark, and people keep getting questions wrong that I know--I should be in that cab, damnit! Although they did just do a street shout-out, and only after they pulled over and got a woman's attention did one of the passengers realize that she knew their shout-out. New York can be a small world!

She mentioned she squealed when she saw the b.org mention in EW. I do so love the internet.

I was going to come here and ask if people who thought black was okay to wear to a wedding would think it's okay to wear to a 5pm November wedding, but you know what? I think I will ask the bride. That way friendships here won't be fractured over this divisive topic.

For the record, should I haved nuptials and should they fall in November at 5, wear all the black you want. White's fair game too--I don't care as long as you stay off the groom's arm.

Oh, I remember her. Lovely person. ita. please stalk her on Facebook and tell her to come back here!

My sister's getting married a bit later in the evening on a Friday night in October, but the wedding party is all in black, and it just so happens that my stepmom is also wearing black (she had bought a nice dress for another event and wanted to wear it at another occasion). Probably a good idea to double-check with the bride, though.

I just went and told her not to feel shy about stopping by, even for a little. A visit would be nice.

I really really want to wear that dress Kat loaned me to the wedding, and based on what I know of the bride, she's not old school traditional or anything. But I know how much of these things have to do with family, so I'm not going to try extrapolating.

I do have a gold dress in my closet that's never been worn, as well as two ballgown skirts, similarly unworn. Sheeit. You know, I should wear one of those skirts. Dammit, I will. The question is "Pink or pewter?" And then I can wonder about blouses. If I had the one true white shirt I could be all Sharon Stone and do that. Hell, if I had a decent cashmere sweater and lived in another state I'd also be set.

Pewter!

Also, I meant to say this earlier, but rock it, paperdol! You going to spill what the pitch was for? Is this the coworker one?

The pink (it's perfect princess pink) has the advantage of everyone assuming I don't wear it--but I do, and they've all seen me do it, but it never seems to stick until the one time it goes off like an explosion of cotton candy in their brain.

Took my last Percocet. Am not happy. Can't sleep, can't think clearly, and am praying that this run of migraines is menstrually-related, because at least it'll ease up in some finite and relatively predictable time. If not...I don't know. I can't do the ER again. Acupuncture better come through either way.