Last night, I wore my favorite Burnt-Orange knit dress from Banana Republic. It's low-cut and makes my cleavage look perfectly proportionate -- at least from the view I have as I look down at myself. It makes me excited to meet new people. It makes me want to flirt with men who can never have me. I really feel like a sought-after prize, I love the looks I get, and the confidence I feel because I don't have to try; I've already got someone to go home with.
Today, I'm a little less optimistic, however. It's raining, and I never look good in the rain. There's so much over-clothing you have to wear -- boots, hat, jacket, SOCKS!, and then a big clunky umbrella. I tend to ditch all of that rug-a-maroo and brave it to and from my car, and I always end up paying. My hair doesn't look good in wet weather. If I had a cute plaid print hat and umbrella and some classy rubbers (boots!) I would probably be more excited about splashing through some puddles.
Success, however, was had today when I paid my bills and still had money left over! Oh the joy and how it fleetingly will last for only another 3 weeks when bills will come due again. But, today I feel empowered, in control, and strangely wishing that I could send a few bills of my own to some people to collect some kind of money owed. Hmmm.
I have an entrepreneurial spirit, and I've recently considered bolstering my talents for hire. I'd be a whizz at proof-reading a website, or writing some content-fillers for websites. I should look into it.
For now, nap and re-wardrobing.
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I am not chic, so it is ironic that I go by that name. Like calling the fat kid "Tiny". It'd make sense if I were instead called "Dumpy". Like when you run into a door in High School and your friends call you "Door" for four years. That makes Sense.
1 comment:
Isn't it great to have just one outfit like that. You just look great and you know it? I haven't had such a perfect one in a while... Mmm, shopping excuse?
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