Michele: Remember the prom? You got so thin by then.
Romy: Oh, I know. I was so lucky getting mono. That was like the best diet ever.
Ah, Romy and Michele's High School Reunion!
Such a classic, but oh-so-true statement made in part by Romy.
All I'm getting at here, is that being sick DOES have a plus side.
And while I do not condone throwing up your guts to be some impossible size we see in magazines, one must admit it feels pretty darn good to put on an outfit only to find that you're looking/feeling a bit leaner than the last time.
And to this, I can only chalk it up to being sickly over the weekend.
So ok, now that I'm back to decent health, I am not going to lie, I kinda like that my clothes are a bit looser. So maybe I managed to lose all of 1-2lbs over the course of 2 days; I'll take it.
I'll take it, and proceed to gain lost poundage by end of the week-just watch me.
On another note, I think I touched on this last time I wore the skirt (I wore it only one other time, oddly enough, it was right after I got sick the last time. Maybe it's my "Hey I'm not sick anymore" skirt?), its a wee bit-ok a way bit-on the short side, especially for work.
So it could be called "inappropriate" for the workplace.
But here's my rationale for wearing something @ guestimation to be 6-7" above my knee:
1. I work in a creative field-and dressing as I please to look "trendy" is appropriate
2. Tempering the look/length with all black keeps it from looking vulgar.
(Bare legs, then we got a problem)
3. And I like that it makes me look wayyyyyy taller than I really am.
So until these legs give-way due to old(er) age, I'm gonna keep on wearing my miniskirts.
So double fisted-middle finger-up to "office appropriate".
Wear what you like, appropriate or not, keep it in good taste/don't do anything "inappropriate" and you're good to go.
And my new little t-shirt. With the puffed lace sleeve, I can't help but think its a bit reminiscent of a bodysuit I'd probably try to stuff my 13 year old body into back in junior high.
(funny story on me, bodysuits, and my so called "guy pals" thinking it was goodtimes to tell others that I "stuffed". Little did they know I was just really really awkwardly "growing" if you will! Story of my life! Better yet, these same boys, also thought it was fun to change my initials around and transform my full name into something of the likes of "Sticky Nads" Yes, seriously--they called me "Sticky Nads"!! So just stick it out thru junior high kids, I promise you'll turn out ok...or as OK as I turned out. Hey, I make my parents "proud" so I can't be that bad)
And yes...this was once a "style-blog",
not an account of my "not-so-traumatizing, yet hilarious, early teen years",
so let's get on with what I was wearing (after the sickness diet I swear by!):
*Black lace puff t-shirt-H&M
*Fuchsia wool miniskirt-Express (via Marshalls)
*Black necklace-Forever 21
*Black boots-Jessica Simpson
(Oh, and I'm sooooo eyeing a pair of J. Simpson platforms for summertime--I'm addicted to that girl's shoes, what can I say?
I now hang my head in shame--oh sheesh!)