Saturday, April 24, 2010

Space and time

I woke up some minutes ago from a dream I'd like to physically be in. I was a couple of hours away from boarding a plane to Madrid  for a short school session; my stay would have lasted 2 whole weeks. All the while getting ready, I contemplated whether or not to purchase a camera. What? I don't have a digital camera like every other person on this planet?

Yeah, I don't own one.

wio,
Marian

Sprouting

My long awaited appointment to get my Lotus done is FINALLY around the CORNER!!


FASHION.
I've been fascinated with this realm lately: small things from shiny, bright city lights to tall, striking models and their poses to photography and essentially everything beauty (i.e. self-esteem, confidence, Dove's Campaign For Real Beauty). I hardly ever develop interests/ hobbies/ likes/ favorites, so I am happy to have found something that is satisfying.

I saw my first The City episode this evening. It's gotten me enamored with its high-fashion, designer clothes, $$$$, city lights (looove city lights), and background music (haha it pulls everything together). The production team surely made it desirable. I've been sold!

I'm pondering if my piqued interest in this is purely a hobby or something more.

CLOTHES.
I wore an extremely ill-fitted pair of jeans today, some sizes too big (used to fit them 3 years ago). I have felt uncomfortable in jeans before (size too tight, big, short, zipper coming undone) but I felt completely thrown off today. It was loose everywhere. I couldn't find my belt this morning (short on time) so they were slipping off my waist. The looseness in my thigh areas was the worst. Wearing them aggravated me so much! made going about my day awful.

Clothes do matter. Those that fit make a huge difference. We stand taller, walk straighter and do them both with a little more confidence; our focal point is shifted from keeping our clothes in place and worrying if others see our discomfort to what we should be doing, so yes, it's important to wear clothes that fit and flatter!



wio,
Marian