Showing posts with label bad fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad fashion. Show all posts

Monday, May 23, 2011

She Was Hot

My secret fantasy? To be a MILF

Seriously. I'd love to be a Stacy's Mom. I want my son to be proud of how I look.


The problem? I've been in "mom mode" for so long, I don't even know where to start.

I don't know what to wear to be "hot". The Big Man thinks I look great in everything, well almost. There are a few outfits he'd like to burn. Actually, more than a few. Closer to most of my wardrobe. Despite losing 30 lbs post surgery, I still "feel fat" and awkward in a lot of things.

I don't want my guys to think that I am a fashion don't


I would like to wear something flirty and fun.
Gossip Girl! Love the clothes on this show.
But, I am a mom first and foremost.

I need clothes that are age appropriate-now that I am (gasp!) 41. I need things that will flatter my figure and make me feel like a princess.


Not that will make me feel demeaned.

Basically, something that will make me feel "hot".

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Frankly, Mr. Shankly


For all of you out there that came of age in the 80's, the Smiths were a truly marvelous band, and you either got them, or you didn't. They were part of the 2nd British invasion, and were a bit intellectual, effete & morose. The lead singer, Morrisey, and I are birthday twins. So I guess I feel.a certain connection to him. Back in the day, I had a huge teenage girl crush on pre-Joshua Tree Bono from U2, and Dave Gahan from Depeche Mode, long before he got all tatted up and became a heroin addict. Morrisey was your ambiguous best friend. Harmless, and fun to go shopping with.

What I learned from that era was 1. Social consciousness, thanks to Band Aid.2. Vegetarianism from Morrisey 3. Bad fashion sense from the Thompson twins & cyndi lauper.

So, fast forward 25 or so years, and the vegetarian thing has kinda stuck. Over the years, I've gone back & forth, but for whatever reason, wound up.eating meat (bacon usually is involved)again. For the last 8 or so years, its because the thought of cooking 3 separate meals.for my family has been a daunting task. Heck, getting one meal on the table has been a daunting task some nights.

Our son is a vegetarian.

Yesterday, the big man decided to take the veg pledge and give it a go for a week.

Yay.

Prayer has been answered.

So, yesterday we started.

So far, so good.

It does mean I have to redo the menu for this week, which I will gladly do, to make this a reality.

It's so worth it.