My roommate came back from Italy. We’re still in the relaxed talkative about the trip mode. She was telling me about the shopping. She bought one pair of shoes while she was out there and some other assorted goodness.
It’s actually odd that I haven’t blogged about fashion yet. It is one thing that I’m extremely devoted to. I’m a bit of a chameleon. I can’t stand looking like every other lemming. However, I’m also a snob in some ways. I believe in buying quality products that will be used constantly. Investment in a pair of jeans or a good purse for example. If you’re a woman, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
I am a huge fan of foreign fashion. I draw inspiration from varied places in time and around the world. It’s part of the secret of how I never seem to look the same day to day.
Morgan said that unfortunately it was expensive there, and that the conversion was horrible. She brought back catalogs for one of her friends… left them on the table in the living room before she went to get grocerries. (That’s a different story though.) I looked and saw the websites. They weren’t ones I recognized.
So here I am on my day off.. looking at yet again more things to spend my money on.. drooling at foreign shoes… trying to plan an outfit for Saturdays tweetup, and possibly talking to boys.
I have to go to Michaels.. the infamous ribbon of mine (the ones on many of my flickr pictures) went missing this week. I’m hoping that someone at work found it. I got it the birthday before last and it has been a staple of my fashion. I want it back.. and probably some eyelash glue… I had a tube but that’s missing as well. My room ate it.
Also, I’m going through my clothes and getting rid of some (I want less to pack come moving time), possibly modding others, and going to look into starting up my vintage shop finally. It’s a little side business of mine in the works. I really hate that I have to start over with ebay… my ex insisted that I use his account when I did all of my shopping and selling previously.. fucking stupid move on my part.
Perhaps a boy will get me something pretty for me to wear.. or a girl.. I wouldn’t say no.
(1:29:14 PM) supernerdlady: im horrible i know
(1:29:21 PM) supernerdlady: i dont expect any of it
(1:29:53 PM) someonepossibly: you aren’t horrible, you’re awesome
/giggle
I’m incouragible.
I am an Enigma 