Ugh, it's so beautiful outside, and I'm supposed to be cleaning house, and all I'm doing is sitting on my ass! So neither enjoying the weather NOR taking care of business.

FINE. I have vacuumed and put the first load of laundry in.

I need to get dressed, do the dishes, and take out the trash. Which I will get to, any minute now. Any minute.

ita ! is a bona fide genius. Wow.

repentant yards of clothing.

That is a wonderfully evocative phrase. Man, it was such a revelation to me to cast off (mostly) that inner critic and just say FUCKIT, I'm wearing what I want.

OMG, I just bought this dress from Voluptuous Vixen and I looooove it

Gorgeous! I need more casual summer dresses, mine are mostly too dressy.

I have a style in my brain that my body can't support.

I have a style in my head that my laziness can't support. Okay, more like twenty styles I'd like to rock, but the point is I mostly stay generic and easy.

Which I will get to, any minute now. Any minute.

This is also when I will do my yardwork and then set to dealing with the mound o' paperwork and craft supplies I hauled out of my study.

I am too lazy to have any real style, but if I ever did put in the time, I'd want to dress like a cross between Djuna Barnes and Nora Charles, with a bit of Morticia Addams thrown in for good measure.

Dagnabbit, the dryer is still broken. I should have gone to the stupid laundromat! But see above re: lazy. It wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't thrown in a cat-hair-covered throw, thinking that the hair would be pulled out in the dryer. Yikes.

That business plan was brought to you by zolpidem tartrate and chocolate.

I don't think I could ever have a style, but having a little bit of a few is just fine. I basically want to wear all the clothes and jewellery that I find on the web that make me coo, and I feel I've made a decent stab of it, with the obvious gap of special occasions, of which I have very few.

My sister has three weddings to attend this year, and I'm very jealous. I love weddings. Well, no, I don't. I love dressing for weddings. But all I have on my calendar is one engaged cousin, from a family of flibbertigibbets, so I don't know if anything will come of it, or when.

I think of you as quite stylish, ita.

::curtsies bashfully::

I feel my wardrobe has multiple personality disorder, which is why I think I couldn't have a style. I don't know if I can get extra points for having seven and a half. Part of me does wish I could be as consistent as Jilli, but I do realise that's totally not my mindset, since I don't possess that degree of single-mindedness, and am much more magpie-like in my shopping philosophy.

But, since I don't have any particular feeling of "ita ! wouldn't wear *that*" of most things I like, it's only a theoretical sad.