day three hundred hundred fifty-eight.

 

Day Three Hundred Fifty-eight Sunday 8/22/10

Dress:  Black Floral/Paisley Silky Dress

Purchased From:  Mishel's Clothing Swap

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010

Price: $FREE

Accessories:  Blue sandals, black tank top
Hair and Makeup: Two high buns, usual makeup with some turquoise eyeshadow and no eyeliner

Comments/Compliments/Complaints: Rica liked the dress, Michael said "you have some weird dresses left huh?" 

I'm not totally in love with this dress since I can't wear it in its pure form.  I am not the type of lady that can go braless. This dress is perfect for that type of lady.  So I threw on a black tank top underneath and that sort of killed the cute factor of this dress.  I tried knotting it to change the length but I wasn't thrilled with that either.  Plus, the tank top kept riding up and bunching.  It wasn't a pleasant experience.  I wish I'd gone with something different.  It didn't help that I had to hurriedly dress since I had a morning job.  I probably would've changed a few times had I taken two seconds to reevaluate this mess.  Oh well. I spent the morning working, went to the grocery store and then came home and made bangin' omelets and hung out with Michael.  

Later I did more jobs and went to Target with Rica.  I got lots of house stuff that I didn't really want to buy but needed, such as a shower curtain, (I went with solid grey) an aqua shower curtain liner, rings to hang said shower curtains, a hanging closet/shelf organizer thinger, lots of toiletries, is this list boring yet?, a portfolio for my final project, food stuffs, an awesome clearance cardigan, and an awesome clearance t-shirt.  Rock.  Oh, and I bought some black nail polish.  Word.  I came home and made leftover mashed potatoes for dinner and some bbq tofu for Michael.  I had a salad to accompany my taters because one of my foodstuffs purchases was ice cream.  Nom nom nom.  We took a bath and then ate ice cream and watched True Blood and Entourage before retiring to bed.  I should've worked on my final portfolio all day but I didn't.  Oh well.  Such is life. 

day three hundred hundred fifty-three.

Day Three Hundred Fifty-three Tuesday 8/17/10

Dress:  Pink Sundress

Purchased From:  Stolen from Rica's bag for Mishel's Clothing Swap

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010
Price: $Free

Accessories:  Black flats, blue ribbon
Hair and Makeup: usual makeup with, pigtails with blue ribbon

Comments/Compliments/Complaints: Lots- a guy on the street said "you look good" simple and to the point. ha. A guy in my class said I look nice in pink and Michael said pretty in pink.  

So yeah, it's funny how people reacted to me wearing pink because it's not like I haven't worn it before or sort of a lot when it was my favorite color and it's been tagged as a color in twenty-seven other entries.  I guess it must have been something about this particular shade of pink, or maybe it was the combination of pigtails and pink.  Who knows.  I do know that I snagged this dress from my friend Rica's bag of clothing swap stuff before the swap and that I snagged the hair idea from a little girl I saw on the street on Monday.  I mean, I've totally worn pigtails before, and during the last year.  I have internet proof so she probably shouldn't think she's so special.  I did steal the idea of the ribbons from her though.  They were probably her mom's idea though, so again she shouldn't feel so special.  It was really gross and humid again so the dress was like the cheese; it stood alone.  I had no patience for accessories that would stick to my already gross skin and I had no desire for anything extraneous to touch my skin.   I wasn't event thrilled about wearing shoes and I had meant to wear sandals but forgot.  Oh bother.  I'm over you summer. 

The day was fine, way less grumpy than Sunday and Monday.  I worked and headed to class where we discussed Jamaica Kincaid's Girl and wrote a tone piece.  I got out early and came home and made a yummy dinner of veggie bacon cheeseburgers and corn on the cob with lime herb butter (Lime Butter Sauce this but with a bunch of random herbs mixed in with it) and we watched the season premiere of Weeds.  I spent the rest of the night reading my Sookie book and am almost done.  Then I promise to move on to real literature for a little while.  I have a huge stack by my bed that I must tackle. 

day three hundred hundred forty-one.

Day Three Hundred Forty-one Thursday 8/5/10

Dress:  Orange Sundress

Purchased From: Super Thrift

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010
Price: $4.95

Accessories:  Black flats, squirrel necklace
Hair and Makeup:  Two high buns with braided bangs, usual makeup with some gold shades of eyeshadow 

Comments/Compliments/Complaints: I don't remember any. 

Boring day- work, school, home, dinner, bed.  I like the dress, it's easy and comfortable and flattering enough.  My hair was gross and it was hot so I just threw it up into my trusty old double bun style.  I did add a little braid to the front part but it didn't really photograph.  

Class was annoying.  I got my midterm back and got an A.  Apparently I only had to answer two of the three questions but didn't know it so I answered all three but ran out of time on the third one.  Good thing I did well enough on the first two.  I also got my Cinderella story back and got a B on it. Honestly, considering I wrote it in less than two hours and hated every second of it, including the finished product, that's a pretty good grade.  However, I am crazy and prefer A's, all the time.  We're allowed to revise it and hand it back in but I have one problem.  My professor was confused that the my main character was under anesthesia during the entire story, while really she was in a mental hospital.  I titled it The Lithium Prince and made allusion after allusion to doctors, hospitals, meds, etc. and ended it with her waking up and seeing doctors, nurses, etc.  Now I'm not saying I did a great job because I am fully aware that the story sucked and again, hated doing it.  I didn't find any inspiration in it and felt like I was as far away from my voice and style as I could get.  That being said I've been taught to assume my reader is intelligent. I've been warned not to over explain or assume they are dumb. I'm not sure how it is then my fault that my professor thinks lithium is a drug used to anesthetize someone.  Blargh. Now I'm stuck trying to figure out how to edit it and make it more "me" while also getting my original point across.  Should be fun.  After class I came home and made tacos and watched a boatload of television to ease my anxiety.  It worked. 

day three hundred hundred thirty-eight.

Day Three Hundred Thirty-eight Monday 8/2/10

Dress:  White and Red Floral Sundress

Purchased From:  Conway

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010
Price: $8.99

Accessories:  Black flats
Hair and Makeup:  Brushed, usual makeup 

Comments/Compliments/Complaints: One of my clients complimented my dress

I like the dress better on the hanger.  It fits sort of weird and the ruching is not so much flattering.  My boobs are a bit unfortunate in it at certain angles and it doesn't offer up much support.  Oh well. I put very minimal effort into anything beauty related on Monday because  I was exhausted and had a full plate.

I woke up early and started my homework.  I knew I had an insanely busy day that included homework, work, picking up a dog who is staying here, midterm, school, and eventually home.  I had to rewrite Cinderella, which I found extremely boring and uninspiring.  I suppose it's my own fault.  Now I know what all of those stupid reality show contestants mean when they say it's hard to show themselves in challenges. Ugh, did I just commiserate with reality show contestants?  I find that in this particular class we have a lot of small writing assignments and I'm having trouble fitting my style and voice into the assignments.  I need to fix that asap.  I made my Cinderella story a figment of my main character's imagination, as she is a patient in a mental institution.  I did not do it very well.  It's supposed to have a twist type ending, though I sincerely don't love those so I'm not sure what business I have employing them.  See what I mean, I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Stupid Cinderella.  I pumped that story out in two hours, started work and worked all day, got to school at 5 to take the midterm I missed on Thursday then went to class.  Phew. That's a lot of running around in one day.  By the time I came home I was exhausted.  I made sandwiches for dinner and Michael and I watched True Blood, which was a great way to end the busy day. 

day three hundred hundred thirty-seven.

Day Three Hundred Thirty-seven Sunday 8/1/10 Rabbit Rabbit

Dress:  Black Strapless Dress

Purchased From:  Super Thrift

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010
Price: $3.95

Accessories:  Pink on pink striped socks, black boots, white bandana on wrist, black kerchief for some time, giant black sunglasses, black hoodie not pictured
Hair and Makeup:  Down, unbrushed with a sunburned scalp, usual makeup 

Comments/Compliments/Complaints: Cameron commented on the fact that I was putting on makeup in the woods. 

It was kind of cold on Sunday so I wore my black hoodie a lot of the day. I woke up to the sound of pouring rain, okay not really I just like to start typing the lyrics to I Remember You by Skid Row.  I heard a few drops of rain on the tent and my mind must be conditioned from the many rainy motorcycle camping days and nights to react to the sound of raindrops.  I freaked out and rain out of the tent to check on what exactly I'm not sure.  We had some supplies out but who cares, it was the last day, we were going home.  I realized that there was no need for a freak out because it was barely even raining and we had a lovely tree cover. Of course I couldn't get back to sleep.  It was something like a little after seven. Dumb. I wasn't the only one up so I started making coffee and breakfast.  I made hash browns with scrambled eggs, bagels and cream cheese, and veggie bacon and sausage. It took me forever but it was delicious once it was done.  I put on some makeup while I waited for the potatoes to cook and the french press to brew or whatever a french press does.  

I got dressed and snuck off into the woods to take pictures.  It felt absolutely ridiculous.  The drunk peeps woke up slowly and eventually we were all up and tearing down camp.  It went by way, way too fast.  

We took the last few miles of canoeing very, very slowly and barged up for a large part of it.  At one point we had megabarge- all of the canoes at once.  I think someone got a picture of it but I haven't seen one yet. Here's an attempt at a sideview.

Semi Mega barge coming in for a mega barge: 

Mike walked alone for a bit. It looked bad ass. 

We barged up and slowly floated for hours, taking a break for some cliff diving.  Four people jumped- Caleb, Michael, Angie and Curtiss.  I was only fast enough to photograph Michael and Angie. 

Michael

Angie

We took a minute to photograph the ladies of the trip- that includes Jeff and Orsborn in the back. 

We paddled a lot since it got windy.  That kind of sucked.  Eventually we all made it to the beach and unpacked our stuff and then loaded it on the trailers.  My camera battery died just in time for a group picture but luckily Cameron had his. 

We stopped at Minisink and ate weird fried foods and salads and sandwiches and then headed back to Hoss's parking lot. Michael had to drive Orsborn's car since Orsy lost his glasses.  I then had to drive Orsborn's car back to West Chester and then eventually Michael, Steve and I drove back to Philly.  We arrived home around 11:30 exhausted and dirty.  Good times.   

day three hundred hundred twenty-nine.

Day Three Hundred Twenty-nine Saturday  7/24/10

Dress:  Turquoise Strapless Sun Dress

Purchased From:  Conway

Year or Era Purchased: Summer 2010
Price: $7.99
Accessories:  blue sandals, black plastic bracelet

Hair and Makeup:  Pulled back into three low buns, usual makeup with extra blueish green eyeshadows 

Comments/Compliments/Complaints:  Jody liked my eye makeup, some Fishtown kid rode by on his bike and said something like DAaaaaaamMMMn Guuuurl. 

It was even hotter on Saturday, something like one hundred degrees, and the air was a soupy mess.  I wore this dress in an attempt to stay cool, it only sort of worked.  Michael and I went to Kraftwork for brunch.  We joked on the way that we should call our friend's Jody and Spano but they'd probably already be there.  They were. It seems Spano's car was broken into, yet again, and the culprits had attempted to steal it, again. So dumb.  We joined them and had food and beers.  I had a flight that including Hitachino Espresso Stout, Beer Geek Breakfast Stout, Ichtegem's Grand Cru, and Young's Double Chocolate Stout.  Nom, nom, nom.  I also ordered the omelet, which was to have goat cheese, spinach, mushrooms, onions and peppers.  I got it sans onions and peppers but they kind of made it sans goat cheese too- maybe a dollop. Waaaaaah.  It was still a fluffy, tasty egg so I survived.  We hung out for a while and I went home and read a bit before heading out to do some cat jobs.  I spent a few hours on the couch, avoiding the heat and watching three episodes of Jersey Shore, much to Michael's dismay.  Later that night we ate leftover pizza and watched 500 Days of Summer, which I thought was a really lovely movie.  The Steves came home from seeing Cap n' Jazz and regaled us with their stories and I survived the heat just fine.