As Gracey at Fashion for Giants* keeps reminding me through her lovely tangerine outfits, the Pantone color for 2012 is Tangerine Tango. Tangerine is not a color I wear much, but, after scouring my closet, I did come up with a couple pieces, including this sweater. Tangerine is taking the interwebs by storm, so I might as well take the plunge. Happy Leap Day!
Do I look extra tired today? That's because I woke up repeatedly during the night due to terrors real and imagined. Ok, mostly imagined. Such as an evil, homicidal troll standing next to the bed. You better believe I jumped out of bed when I "saw" that thing. I hate parasomnia. In even better news, my sleeping pills are killing me.
I'm working my "flashing" muscles in case I want to get
arrested for indecent exposure. Also, my "want to buy
a watch?" muscles. But you can see the belt here.
(Spoiler Alert) In RuPaul's Drag Race news, Kenya Michaels, one of my favorite queens this season, was kicked off last episode. She was such a cute, fishy little queen. I'll miss her on the show. I'm ready to be rid of Willam. He'd better not win. Watch the full episode here if you missed it.
You may notice I carried some of my accessories from yesterday over to today. Same shoes and belt. Same color palette. I had to wake up entirely too early this morning, so I chose the path of least resistance when getting dressed.
I'm not sure how it took me so long to start layering with my summer dresses, but the last two days have been examples of different ways to layer. Yesterday I layered a cardi over one dress, and today I layered a button-down under a different one.
The highlight of my day was a card from my sister in Portland. Hi Kate!
Can you read it? It says Ooo... Girl! You've got she-male! Yep, she's my sister all right.
Now on to the day. I broke a tooth. I forgot my lunch at home. It's raining. Luckily I have insurance, and I was able to get my tooth fixed this afternoon. I'm not smiling in any of the photos because the lower right quadrant of my face is numb.
It was funny going to a new dentist for the first time in close to twenty years. My old dentist was used to all my anomalies, but the new one seemed very interested in the fact that I'm missing a number of molars all together and some of my other teeth are baby teeth that don't have adult teeth to replace them. Yes, it was kind of cool in a weird way. It's always fun to let your freak flag fly.
This weekend was a pretty good one. My lovely friend Chastity came over for dinner Saturday night. Lots of good food, good wine and laughing that night. On Sunday Stephen started his first batch of home brewed beer. I used the leftover spent grains from the brewing process to make a loaf of highly fibrous and delicious bread.
Spent grain bread.
I also made a really tasty dinner last night. It was a Old Fashioned Tamale Pie recipe from the America's Test Kitchen. Any recipe from them is going to be good. It didn't look as pretty as it did in the picture, but it made up for it in the flavor department.
I'm going to get it out of the way and tell you I know I'm not wearing any mustard today. It's not really a color that flatters me. The title is in reference to a threat I made against myself this morning. But I'll get to that. This is a long and rambling post. Consider yourself warned.
Sometimes think that I'm slowly (or quickly) descending into madness. I just hope when I get there it's the happy kind of madness and not the grouchy kind. Today's madness all started with the weather yesterday. It was 80 degrees here. Beautiful.
There is no such thing as a candid picture with a timer and tripod.
The weather prompted me to want to wear sandals/open-toed shoes and a skirt/dress with bare legs. Then I lazily didn't shave my legs, so bare legs were out. I decided to stick with slacks and sandals, but nothing I tried looked right because I really wanted a skirt and bare legs. Eventually I ran out of time, and I had to wear what I was wearing. That is how I ended up with this outfit.
Of course I could have just said, "I opted for a casual look this Friday." You wouldn't have questioned me, but I am a stickler for the truth. Sometimes the truth is crazy.
The shoes that started it all.
You'll know why he wants to get away when you get to the bottom of the page. Hint: it's chopping related.
Now, the madness: I had a fairly lengthy conversation with myself on whether or not I should bother photographing today's look. No surprise, it was between the logical part of my brain and the compulsive part. Here is the abridged version.
Logical: I don't think I'll photograph this outfit.
Compulsive: You have to. We photograph our outfit every work day. That's what we do.
Logical: This outfit lacks any discernible style or cohesive value.
Compulsive: Maybe lack of discernible style is our style.
Logical: No, no, I've put together a bunch of nice outfits. This one doesn't cut the mustard.
Compulsive: Give me the camera, or I'll cut your mustard. Gimme gimme gimme.
Logical: If only I had shaved my legs, I would be able to wear what I really want.
Because it's not crazy until there's a hatchet involved. Or is it an ax? All I know is that it's there if I'm feeling choppy later.
I'm not the only crazy one in the house.
No surprise who won that argument. In a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors, Lizard, Spock compulsion beats logic every time. Any time that the cost of losing to compulsion is low, anyway.
Oh, about the outfit: chambray shirt,
Liz Claiborne, thrifted; green tank, I'm not sure; slacks, Star City, Younkers; earrings, etsy; octopus necklace, purchased in Cozumel; sandals, Sofft, Younkers.
Moral of the story: if you are into shaving your legs when you wear dresses, don't be lazy or you will be driven insane by that laziness. Obviously my brain and I are happy it's Friday and happy it's such a beautiful February here is Georgia.
On an unrelated note, I must find a necklace like the ones pictured right.
My affirmation of the day from Louise Hay's The Present Moment: 365 Daily Affirmations is: Peace begins with me. The more peaceful I am inside, the more peace I have to share with others.
Ummm. I don't think I can comment on inner peace today. See above.
I dropped off the face of the planet for a day, but I'm back! A migraine mostly limited yesterday's activities to curling up in a dark room, but today I feel like a weight has been lifted from my body. When I started to feel better yesterday evening I painted my nails, cleaned the kitchen, and did some laundry. Those seemed like major achievements after the way I felt all day. Nothing like feeling like death to make normal feel fantastic by comparison.
This morning was the best one I've had in a long time. I credit RuPaul. I set my alarm to wake me up with his "Looking Good, Feeling Gorgeous." I did a 24 minute Stretch and Breathe video and took Gadget for a walk. Movement really does improve my mood, though it's hard to put that thought into action on days I'm too exhausted to think.
My favorite photo of the day. Thanks Chas!
I loved a lot of my photos today. I really am feeling gorgeous. Yay for the power of suggestion! I also think I look a lot like my mom circa 1978 today (except my mom wouldn't have had makeup).
I like the movement of my hair and dress in the wind.
Further contributing to my good mood is my new Pandora station. No surprise it is a RuPaul station. I now feel like I'm ready if I am called on to lip sync for my life. My assignment for anyone who reads this blog is to go make a RuPaul Pandora station. Do it now.
I know my last few posts have been all over the place, but that's the dis/advantage of a daily blog.
Anyway, things are slightly better in the queendom of Jeanne today, and it is a beautiful, sunny day in Georgia.
Today is Mardi Gras (Fat Tuesday). The day when Catholics of the world live it up one more time before the beginning of Lent. Laissez les bons temps rouler.
Dangerous curves ahead.
My pics worked best when I didn't try to smile.
Today's outfit is a lazy nod to Mardi Gras with purple and a multi-strand necklace that is sort of similar to those Mardi Gras beads. This was another day of trying on outfit after outfit before I found something that more or less works for me. I'll try to make time to plan outfits for the rest of the week tonight. Having my outfit picked out makes the morning go so much more smoothly.
I had a headache when I took my pics. It shows.
Handmade by me.
Now serving "Don't F with me" realness.
My best Vanna White.
I only like this one because of the shadow lady in the background.
Leopard trim sheath dress, Signature by Robbie Bee, thrifted; sweater, Winter Silks, hand me down (thanks Mom!); shoes, X Appeal, Rack Room Shoes; earrings, Arts in the Heart; necklace and bracelet, handmade by me.
I'm having a hard time celebrating myself today. I've been especially uncomfortable in my skin recently. That (and the fact that I have a mountain of clean laundry to put away), have thrown me off my style game. I am feeling fat. I am feeling more than fat. I think I am subconsciously reflecting some of my general frustration back onto my physical appearance. I don't even think I look unattractive when I review today's photos. I think a lot of my "fat" is between my ears. How's that for nickel psychology?
Glasses. I don't think I've worn glasses a single working day since I started this blog in November. I don't like them. I lose my peripheral vision.
Slacks. Have you noticed I don't wear pants much?
Boring neck to toe. I wish there was another way around it, but this outfit is a snoozefest.
No mascara. It's hard to tell with the glasses, but I am not wearing mascara. This is a sign that an alien might be wearing me as a Jeanne suit. But probably not because the alien probably wouldn't suggest that possibility on the interwebs.
Flats. I wear flats a lot, but today I wore them because I just didn't have the energy for boots or heels.
Photos. I only took three pictures today. My shoes didn't make it into any of them. If you really want to know what my shoes look like you can click here.
We'll try this all again tomorrow.
There is only one wardrobe element that might be able to save this ensemble from sartorial narcolepsy*: cicada earrings. Call them Super Bugs. MRSA's got nothing on these sickening (cic-ening?) accessories.
Same sweater, different day.
The jacket is the other half of the two piece outfit that also included this dress. I like the dress is far better than the jacket. Maybe I'll see if I can remix the dress tomorrow for a little fashion redemption.
*After a quick Googling, I seem to have coined the phrase "sartorial narcolepsy." I claim it. I like it. If I actually stole it from you or someone you know, please let me know.
The first CD I every purchased was Green Day's Dookie. I was approximately 11 years old, and I have loved the band ever since. I think I have every album they've released, and I have seen them in concert three times. I <3 Green Day. Their most recent CD/concert dvd is Awesome As F**k (Amazon link)
, and it is. The t-shirt came from one of the times I saw them in concert for their 21st Century Breakdown (Amazon link)
tour. I love the political/social justice messages that play out in some of their recent work, and I love the juvenile, masturbatory anthems in some of their earlier albums.
Rock on!
Not to be confused with "I love you."
I love you Stephen. And Wonton. And Gadget.
And Mom. And Kate. And others. You know
who you are.
Blazer, thrifted; tee, purchased at Green Day concert; slacks, Star City, Younkers; flats, Madden Girl, Rack Room Shoes; earrings, Claire's.
A repair guy caught me rocking out at my
desk.
It was embarrassing, but I stand by
my rocking out.
I am the only one in my part of the office today, so I declared it casual Friday. There is no one else here, so I'm King Queen for a Day. If you have had a long week like I have, click on some of the links above and rock your ass off. Especially King for a Day, but especially all of them.
I just found out that today is Green Day front man Billie Joe Armstrong's 40th birthday. Funny. I didn't know that when I put on this shirt or started writing this post. 40 years old and still Awesome as F**k. I think I will celebrate with some Green Day: Rock Band (Amazon link) tonight.
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tonight.