So, a couple of weeks ago, my BFF Zazu Pitts and I went to Short Pump mall to check out Fall fashions in the RIC.
Well, I was not planning on walking into a Lindsay-Lohan-esque nightmare of a fashion disaster at Express!
Gracious, are there any words to express how bad this stuff is?
Google Peggy Bundy from Married with Children, perhaps.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Express, what are you thinking?
Labels:
fashion,
shopping,
Zazu Pitts
Friday, August 21, 2009
Life
So, where have I been for the past few months?
Well, to put it simply, I haven't had ANY internet at my house. We had HughesNet which was the devil, and over priced, and just all-around bad. So, we recently realized with school starting back up again I would NEED some kind of internet. We decided to get me some NetZero dial-up.
Woohoo! AOL-style dial-up circa 1994!! I live 20 minutes from Richmond, VA and this option is the only one I have besides HughesNet... WOWWWWW.
Work is great. I am still working in lingerie but retail isn't suffering for us as badly as the nightly 6:00 news every night would make you think. I average around 300-500+ in sales everyday, and multiply that by 3-5 employees and you get our daily sales. So you could really get why I don't really believe that there is a recession going on so much as a paranoia from corporate overspending.
Then again, I work at a boutique, not a retail box establishment....
I start back up classes on August 31. However, for the first time in almost 6 years, I will be back at a 4-year college. I will be working on my Bachelor's! I am completely ecstatic and grateful to be given another opportunity to finish what I started. It has given me a huge sense of pride and happiness in my day-to-day life. I am just beyond excited as it is a great school and is a old Liberal Arts institution in the south... and Mike is supporting me every step of the way!
More later! Bedtime for now!!
Labels:
education,
house,
life,
relationships,
work
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Jeff Buckley was talented
Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water
And maybe I'm too young to keep good love from going wrong
But tonight you're on my mind so you never know
When I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
Where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it
Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run
Sometimes a man gets carried away, when he feels like he should be having his fun
And much too blind to see the damage hes done
Sometimes a man must awake to find that really, he has no-one
So I'll wait for you... and I'll burn
Will I ever see your sweet return
Oh will I ever learn
Oh lover, you should've come over
cause its not too late
Lonely is the room, the bed is made, the open window lets the rain in
Burning in the corner is the only one who dreams he had you with him
My body turns and yearns for a sleep that will never come
It's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder
It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her
It's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter
It's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Well maybe I'm just too young
To keep good love from going wrong
Oh... lover, you should've come over
cause its not too late
Well I feel too young to hold on
And I'm much too old to break free and run
Too deaf, dumb, and blind to see the damage Ive done
Sweet lover, you should've come over
Oh, love well I'm waiting for you
Lover, you should've come over
'cause its not too late
-Jeff Buckley
via Wikipedia: "Lover, You Should've Come Over" is the seventh track on Jeff Buckley's album Grace. Inspired by the ending of the relationship between Buckley and Rebecca Moore, it concerns the despondency of a young man growing older, finding that his actions represent a perspective he feels that he should have outgrown. Biographer and critic David Browne describes the lyrics as "confused and confusing" and the music as "a languid beauty."
Labels:
Baltimore,
love,
music,
relationships,
story
My Guest Blogging entry
A boarding school friend of mine, Miss Muddy Paws, recently went on vacation and requested that I do a Guest Blogging entry for her while she was out of town.
Here is the URL: http://thewetnose.blogspot.com/2009/08/guest-blogger.html
Here is the URL: http://thewetnose.blogspot.com/2009/08/guest-blogger.html
Labels:
girlfriends,
Lady,
story
Mad love for Mad Men
Does anyone else find the show Mad Men simply intoxicating?
I don't mean because everyone on the show is a true WASP and boozer, I just mean because the show sucks you into the time period. The show I can closely link it to is The West Wing, because of their similarities in style. It is a WORLD you have often thought about and wondered over. You see the look and the colors and the people, but you can't really play out the conversations you see on-screen in your head until it's actually done.
For me, I have two different worlds of the 1960s to think about and compare with. My Dad's family was living a very blessed and luxurious life, thanks to my great-great grandfather J.A.J. I, and were busy growing with the construction boom from the post-war era. My Mother's family was a large family (5 kids; 4 girls (my mother the oldest) and one boy) in a relatively quiet and beautiful rural area outside of Covington, VA - a railroad town slowing down with the trend of airplane travel - but not quite extinct yet.
My Dad's family was definitely the Mad Men kind of family. Picture-perfect. Mom. Dad. Son. Daughter. Disciplinary debates on treating the children properly. Vacations in lovely places. Golf Club membership. The Way To Live Right. Booze. Cigarettes and Cigars. Perfect house on a perfect street. To make it even more picturesque, imagine Coral Gables (Miami), Florida, during this time period. Very Cuban-inspired but not salsa-style like it is now. Not as saucy, but enticing, kind of like the Season 2 eps in Los Angeles and Palm Springs....
Did anyone watch the season premiere?
I loved it. Some parts of it I thought were twisted and unnecessary (the whole cutting off d^%$ bit), but it still rolled into a great storyline about a man having to give up his own vices to step it up for being a family man again... and the other stuff, too, but lets not kid ourselves, the Drapers are the main members of the cast, like it or not.
Hello World!
Worthington: OMG
Worthington: I am Ranked #6 on GOOGLE
RAN: I can't wait until you come visit once I move to brian's
RAN: OMG what?
Worthington: for this search : happier a fine frenzy
Worthington: in which i posted only 5 hours ago the lyrics
RAN: haha what?!
RAN: HAHA
Worthington: because no one had them online
RAN: haaaaaaahaha
RAN: that's hilarious
Worthington: I am Ranked #6 on GOOGLE
RAN: I can't wait until you come visit once I move to brian's
RAN: OMG what?
Worthington: for this search : happier a fine frenzy
Worthington: in which i posted only 5 hours ago the lyrics
RAN: haha what?!
RAN: HAHA
Worthington: because no one had them online
RAN: haaaaaaahaha
RAN: that's hilarious
Labels:
girlfriends,
RN
"Happier" by A Fine Frenzy
Great lyrics.
Wicked quips, so harsh and cynical
Touches stricken, cold and clinical
What a transformation to behold
But I don't like this, no, I want the old
It's the not the words that make it finally
Said such things before that's rivaled them
But it's how you say them now that's changed
Cold but sympathetic all the same
Like to convince me, that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be happier
Shoot me with your rubber bullets
Your fingers on the trigger pulling it
You want this suffering to end
So it is forgivable my friend
It's all to convince me. that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be happier
Say what you mean
That you'll be happier without me
You won't convince me that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be gone
You go on and I'll be happier... ?
-A Fine Frenzy
Wicked quips, so harsh and cynical
Touches stricken, cold and clinical
What a transformation to behold
But I don't like this, no, I want the old
It's the not the words that make it finally
Said such things before that's rivaled them
But it's how you say them now that's changed
Cold but sympathetic all the same
Like to convince me, that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be happier
Shoot me with your rubber bullets
Your fingers on the trigger pulling it
You want this suffering to end
So it is forgivable my friend
It's all to convince me. that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be happier
Say what you mean
That you'll be happier without me
You won't convince me that I'll be better off
So you go on and I'll be happier, I'll be happier
You be gone, and I'll be gone
You go on and I'll be happier... ?
-A Fine Frenzy
Labels:
music
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