Yesterday was my Liveblog/Livestream of Die Hard 1. Counting myself, my boyfriend and everybody that joined us online, there were four people in attendance. No one stayed for the whole movie, not even me (pee break), but I had a great time and I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow.
Jacket from the thrift store
Red shirt from The Gap
Dress from Ross
Leggings from Target
Extraordinary Thigh High Socks from SockDreams.com
PF Flyers were a gift from Ben’s dad
I know I already talked about it, but I am still insanely in love with The Steel Remains. I finished it Wednesday and immediately purchased more audible credits so I could buy the sequel, The Cold Commands. Almost without noticing it, I’ve already listened to over six and a half hours of the seventeen hour book in the ensuing day and a half. Yesterday evening Ben and I were walking the dog and I found myself (for the millionth time) completely geeking out over the characters and how great they are. Then out of nowhere, I basically screamed “I can’t wait for you to read this book, it’s so great!” It scared him. He yelled a little bit.
I think I’m actually going to have to self-impose a break starting tomorrow because this is the kind of book where I ingest it as fast as humanely possible, which basically dehydrates all of it’s raw emotion and shunts it into my brain with a t-shirt cannon, and that is followed by the massive, crippling depression of knowing that the book is over and I can’t have any more until the author writes the third (and last) installment. When the cycle will start all over again.
Unexpectedly, another book I’m really enjoying right now is Richard Branson’s Loosing My Virginity. I had it on my Amazon with list and Ben’s mom sent it to us (along with a ton of other books) for our birthdays. I’d expected it would be like all the other business books I’ve ever read: edifying and sometimes interesting on an abstract level, but ultimately boring and slow. To my incredible surprise and joy, the Virgin Group head gives pretty great, and sometimes almost unbelievable autobiography. I’m only 100 pages in out of something like 600, so I can’t speak to the whole thing, young Branson is only about 21 at this point.
I admit, sometimes the things he and his idle rich family get up to can be annoying. Oh, he had this aunt who had a boyfriend with a biplane and she owned a farm and a marketing firm, but times was so tough his parents could only afford 3 separate boarding schools. Must have been hard. But once you’re over the fact that this is a fairly serious view of the inside of Bristsh landed gentry, a class whose ignorance of reality has been centuries in the making, it’s kind of fun. When the rich don’t know they’re rich, they come up with some mostly hilarious ideas of what roughing it looks like. But they also get up to some grand adventures. And all this class hate isn’t to suggest I don’t think at least some of the lessons he’s learned can be translated downstream. Ignoring the chip on my shoulder, this book is really a good time. After all the brooding and hacking people to pieces in the Ringil Eskiath stories, some wacky seet-of-our-pants entrepreneurial chicanery hits the spot.
Necklace from Macy’s
Maroon shirt from the thrift store
Charter Club Sweater from Macy’s
Charter Club Skirt from Macy’s
Extraordinary Thigh High Socks from Sock Dreams
Taos shoes from Footwise in Corvallis, Or
While I was editing this album I realized something. This outfit totally reminds me of Pinkie Pie from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Ponies I love on that show, in order from most loved to least loved are: Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, Zecora the witchpony, Granny Smith, Princess Luna, Princess Celestia, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy.
Oh, you know, she’s only MY SECOND LEAST FAVORITE PONY WORTH MENTIONING.
My real least favorite is Derpy because she makes me uncomfortable.
And not for politically correct reasons. That would be hypocritical.
What the fuck is her cutie mark anyway? Is that lizard skin? Whichever of the writers made Derpy’s special ability psoriasis is a mean, lonely bitch.
Bandana from REI
Black sweater from Macy’s
Maroon shirt from Target
Blue Undershirt from The Gap
Skirt from The Gap
Leggings from Target
Socks were a gift
Vans from the Van’s store
In a couple of these shots, you can see the edge of my LG Tone Wireless Headset. They’re on sale right now for ‘cyber Monday week’ and if you’re looking for a wireless headset, these are my jam. I love them. They’re easy to pair, easy to connect, comfortable as hell, and really convenient. They solve the only problem that I had when I switched from my ipod to my phone: inaccessible controls. We’re basically inseparable.
Oh, and you should watch this. This kid is the voice of Finn the Human on Adventure Time. And this shit’s hilarious.
I know what you’re thinking. I’m a grown woman who still watches children’s cartoons. You’re right, my life is pretty awesome. I like to think of myself as an example. Something to aspire to, really.
So it has recently come to my attention that I already had a post called The Pinkening. Fairly recently, actually. So this post shall henceforth be known as The Other Pinkening.
I had planned to be in bed 20 minutes ago, but instead I was sitting around I live-tweeting old episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation like I didn’t have a care in the world. This is why we can’t have nice things.
Ben helped.
Rugby shirt from Target
Miniskirt from Target
Leggings from Target
Socks from Target
PF Flyers from Target. Just kidding, they were a Christmas gift from Ben’s dad.
Fuck, I fucking love Target!
Oh, and in a random and poorly sampled social experiment, I asked the citizens of Reddit what it was they felt they were not allowed to do as women, and as men. Got a multitude of interesting results, along with some wacky men’s rights dudes being super dramatic. But otherwise, good data.
Me: Is that sentence about men’s rights wackos offensive?
Ben: I don’t know, but is it really necessary?
Then I made a sound with my nose and the back of my throat that I hope conveyed the sentiment: Um, seriously? Almost nothing I do is necessary.
Men’s rights guys aren’t all wackos, just some of them are. I mean, when decades of white guilt finally gets an exit hole, it blasts itself through with such force that the entire organism starts to vibrate with the screech of a thousand years of entitlement and privilege only recently curtailed. It’s kind of elegant, really. But seriously, some of the rage that sits right behind the eyes of these men’s rights dudes is fucking shoot-em-up ultra-violence scary to me.
Real talk, though: gender inequality hurts all of us, weather that’s the fact that doctors would rather let us die instead of treat us because of sexist laws or the fact that people think it’s perfectly ok to chop bits off a person’s genitals in order for that person to not be considered weird. Men’s rights are necessary, but just like women’s rights advocates, some people can get a little bit wacky.
There, I said it.
I always feel like I sort of hate how this skirt looks, but then I see it in pictures and it’s so pretty!
Purple shirt from The Gap
Vest from Ross
Skirt from the thrift store
Socks from Target
Shoes from Vans
I have my bluetooth in because I was actually on the phone when these were being taken. Some people might clean up the house while they talk on the phone, I model. It’s a talent.
Clocket (clock/locket) necklace was a gift from Ben, purchased at Hapa Collective in Seal Beach.
Jacket from the thrift store
Red shirt from Macy’s
Blue tank from The Gap
Purple skirt from Targte
Black leggings from Target
Red socks from Target
Blue and orange Nike Internationalists from Sports Authority
Clicking on the thumbnails will take you to the store that sells that item. If you’re interested in true grandma style, check out Advanced Style, the premiere style blog for awesome old ladies and their admirers.
Brooches
Animal Jewelry
Lace Trim
High Collars
Calico
Flower Print
Pearls
Awesome Earrings
Scarves for fun and profit
Derby Hats
Paisley
Comfortable Footwear
Sensible Bags
Sweaters
Glasses
Great Socks
Cocktail Rings
Anything Ms. Frizzle Would Wear
Props! Prop! Prop! Prop! Props!
When I was coming out of my therapists office, another therapist who was leaving for the day said “That looks great! You have such a great fashion sense.” I wonder if she’d seen me before, or she just enjoys making generalizations. Either way, I am in no position to poo poo random compliments.
Oh, and by the way, I want to draw your attention to the amazingly well made and attractive piece of kerchief around my neck. It was a Christmas present not this year, but the year before from Ben’s sister Mara (seen here), and I wear it quite a lot. I’m telling you this because she now has her own etsy store where you can purchase her jewelry and her artwork, which I am sure you will enjoy. So go to Tangible Thing on Etsy and support a young artist!
Kerchief was a gift from Ben’s sister Mara
Stripey shirt is from Target
Olive shirt is from Target
Overskirt is from Target
Underskirt (not seen) is from Target
Socks are from Target
Wow, I had no idea I had so much Target love until just now.
Having come to accept that my We Love Colors Thigh High Tights will never be thigh high for me, I still found myself in need of some thigh highs. Then like a song into my heart there came the most wonderful blog post into my g.reader on thigh high and knee high tights for fatty fat thighs like mine. Fat Girl’s Guide (a blog that you should be following because she is so helpful and thorough) had a post up about Sock Dreams.
The product descriptions on these socks are amazingly detailed, especially when one considers how many socks they have on that site. The fact that they usually write how far around the cuff stretches made me think that God is a fat girl and she shops on the Internet. Okay, maybe it’s not that great, but it’s still so great!
The Extraordinary Thigh High boasted a cuff stretch of 27 inches around, so I bought a solid pair in burgundy and a striped pair in tan and dark brown.
I ordered on a Friday, they shipped the same day with standard shipping and they arrived on Monday. If you’re ever having a slow Monday, I really recommend trying to coordinate a delivery of awesome socks, it’ll perk you right up. Especially since my shipping was free. I have no idea why my shipping was free, maybe this is a holiday thing, or maybe it was a special offer. I try not to question free shipping. [UPDATE: I have been told that shipping is always free. On doing some research a.k.a. looking at the homepage at www.sockdreams.com I see that it is free within the US. So go America, sorry foreigners.]
They came well packaged with this pretty label. I wish I got a picture of the back, where it listed washing instructions and stated that they were made in America, with company details, etc. But I didn’t, so oh well.
At first I worried that these socks would be itchy. Right out of the package, they felt a little rough, but that was totally not the case after I put them on. They’re not baby soft or anything, but they are very comfortable with the added bonus of sturdiness. They’re even comfortable where the cuff is around my thigh, which they fit around and stay around quite well.
An odd difference I’ve noticed between the striped pair and the solid pair is that the striped pair is slightly less stretchy, so they would sort of slip about an inch from where I put them to where they decided they wanted to be and then they would stay there the rest of the day unless I pulled them up again, and then they’d migrate to their chosen home and stay there again.
Where I put them
Where they stayed
The Solid color ones do have some drift, as socks are want to do, but not as distinct as the striped ones. Both pairs are totally comfortable, although the solid color has a cozier feel to me.
In the photos on the Sock Dreams site, the socks look a little more sparse than they actually are. It being winter, I kind of wish that they were a little thicker, but they are a good year-round thickness, and unlike the photos on their site, you can not see my skin through the knit. I’m thinking that is an effect of their flash.
Overall, I recommend these socks. I know that $16 a pair is a little steep, but considering that I paid $1.50 more plus $5 shipping for the We Love Colors tights and since I have yet to find a more user-friendly catalog in my life, I’d say that it’s well worth the price for such an elusive product.
UPDATE: It’s November 12, 2012, next month I’ll have owned these socks for 2 years, and they are still awesome. One sock in the burgundy pair (the ones I wear the most) is a little stretched out, but that’s more because I store my socks wrong (wrapping them together stretches them out.) It’s hardly noticeable at all. Other socks I’ve owned this long have gotten holes, stretched out, or lost their stretch (this usually happens to the wool ones) while the Sock Dreams have kept up under regular use. They have become some of my favorite socks.
Since I was sick yesterday, I decided to go for an outfit that would be the most comfortable without totally just being PJs.
This underskirt was liberated from my grandmother’s closet. It wanted a life where it would be worn, and she’s the type of woman who will wear a skirt once in 5 years, maybe. So the skirt came to live with me where it is in a much more regular rotation. It also has tiny bells on the tie that make a really sweet jingle when I walk.
Scarf is from T.J. Maxx
Shirt is from the Salvation Army
Undershirt is from Target
Overskirt is from Sibling Ravelry in Corvalis, Oregon
Underskirt from grandma
Socks from Target
Shoes are Dansko from R.E.I.
