I think it’s safe to state, “I’m
desperate for spring.” I know it’s
probably hard to tell since I keep posting pictures of me wearing long wool skirts. However, underneath all that fabric there are
legs that are desperate for…well, long denim shorts. What can I say? There’s just something about warm weather
that really inspires me to let loose.
This lady is prepared to show some leg…below the knees, that is.
Basically, I’m just ready to see the sun
again. Of course daylight savings time did
help. Unfortunately right
after this change took place I got seriously sick for the second time this
season! Please pardon my, “Woe is me,”
moment here but as I’m writing this I’m still in the throes of major discomfort. My face is throbbing, my nose and lips are
chapped, and I’ve been wearing the same hoodie…hood up, mind you…for about
twenty six hours now. I also have a pile
of wadded up Kleenex balls by the bed that rivals the height of my
nightstand. Oh yeah, people warned me
that the first year of working in childcare would result in a type of, “germ
initiation,” but honestly I had no idea just how rotten I’d feel…and look. My God did I look bad this morning! Honestly I think I have PTSD from my
reflection. No glamor shot will ever be
able to wipe that image from my mind.
All joking aside, there comes a point each
winter that I become extremely depressy.
Today I hit that point. It
started with the fact that I was simply not feeling well. Of course my foul mood progressed when I
finally realized at around 4:00PM it was St. Patty’s Day and what seemed like the
entire Facebook population was out, “Whooping it up.” Meanwhile, I was lying in what smelled like a
vat of Vick’s VapoRub watching my eleventh episode of, “Degrassi Next Class,”
on Netflix. Please, go ahead and
judge. I’m well aware of how bad my
taste in TV shows can be. However, in my
defense, “Degrassi,” was a hilariously entertaining show back in the day so I
was curious. Yes, it was solely curiosity
that made me watch eleven episodes in a row.
I guess I could argue it was also curiosity
that made me fall off the wagon with my Etsy addiction again. I will state, “It is St. Patrick’s Day and I’m
willing to bet many individuals displayed a major lack of control today.” I’m eternally grateful that my faux pas came
in the form of fashion. My only explanation
is sitting here, sniffling in the ugliest hooded sweatshirt one can imagine, caused me to start longing for something better to wear. What could it hurt to take one little look
online? The next thing I knew I was
hours into binge watching Canadian teen soaps and receiving a confirmation
e-mail from a vintage shop located in Montreal stating, “Thank you for your
purchase! Your vintage faux fur coat will
ship shortly!” God help me if I end up
looking like a character from, “Degrassi,” in it. Although, you have to admire this woman’s commitment
to a theme.
I guess the theme of this post is that I’m
sick…in the head…wait no, that’s not it.
I’m sick of winter and as much as I’ve enjoyed wearing things like plaid
wool skirts and leather gloves I’m ready for a change. I’m obsessed with the idea of summer…that
and apparently Canada. Despite my
desperation for milder weather I do hope I get to wear my Canadian vintage coat
once before the temperatures change. I
consider it, “My wild St. Patty’s Day indulgence.” I suspect there has already been a, “Degrassi,”
episode entitled this.
-r.
Coat: London
Fog
Jacket: Gap
Skirt: Vintage
Wellies: Juicy
Couture
Purse: (Gift) Michael Kors
Gloves: The
Limited
Sunglasses:
Kate
Spade
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