Saturday, March 23, 2013

Days 33-9

Well, it just shows to go you that when you spend 40ish days writing nothing but ridiculous drivel someone will ask for your blog's URL.

Le sigh.

That said, this past week was not my week. Oy to the vey. Ai yi yi gefilte fish!

Miles: nil

Wardrobe: well, frankly, the less said the better! Suffice it to say, if I'd had my druthers I would have worn nothing but my Holy Cross sweat pants and a t-shirt. Instead I opted for those damn Old Navy jeggings and over-sized men's shirts.

Two quips:

Me: Look at my face, it's an honest face.
A 50-something Frenchman: Non! Your face is honest but it's your eyes and your smile I don't trust

A nattily dressed, sexagenarian English publisher on bedding Elizabeth Taylor, said wistfully:
Oh, that would have been a treat! I bet she was good news.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Day 32

It's snowing! I'd certainly rather it weren't. Le sigh.

Black Jeggings
Blue Rugby Oxford Cloth
Cream Cardigan
Navy blue ball cap

Friday, March 15, 2013

Days 29, 30 and 31

Hey! You know what's totally awesome? Not getting answers you were promised days ago! Makes for a fabulous and not at all stressful work week. But! I! Digress!

Also! Jesuit Pope! Jesuit Pope!

Back to the clothing-- the back half of this week will be known as days of my Old Navy Jeggings. Well, less jeggings and more "skinny jeans with a zipper and a button and a whole lotta stretch."

Day 29
Black riding boots
Black Old Navy jeggings
Hot pink stripey top

Day 30
Silver flats
Black Old Navy jeggings
Purple and white checked shirt

Day 31
Silver flats
Black Old Navy jeggings
Blue shirt

2 more weeks gang. I have to run 10 miles each week and come up with 14 more outfits. I also need to get an answer to some burning questions. The saddest thing is I have more clothes left to wear. And 20 more miles to go!

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Day 28

Waiting for news (nothing life threatening but still news) and thus am biting my nails and obsessively tracking calories (iPhones! enabling recovering EDs since 2007!) in an attempt to exert control over a situation where I have none.

Still, anxiety is no excuse for slovenly dress and so, onward!

Orange trousers
Denim tuxedo blouse
Gold glitter belt
Cuban heeled boots (trousers are not tucked into my boots)
Tselaine necklace
Pearl earrings
Cameo ring
bamboo bracelet

Monday, March 11, 2013

Day 27

Purple v-neck Jules dress, black patent heels, gold hoops and bamboo bracelet.

2 miles today.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Day 26

Given that we are allowed to break our Lenten Fasts on Sunday, I did just that!

In an effort to ease my conscience I returned a dress purchased earlier this winter and exchanged it for another and then purchased a second dress on super sale. I am quickly running out of closet space (and bookshelf space and space all together-- such is life when one lives in the West Village).

It's gorgeous here in New York-- bright and sunny and we are very nearly filled with all the joys of spring! We would be slightly more full of joy would the temperature rise above 48 degrees. Soon enough, though. Soon enough.

3 doses of antibiotics, still not 100% but gaining traction. Please God I'm better for this coming week. I need a good run.

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Days 23, 24 and 25

In which our heroine is punished from on high for breaking her Lenten fast.

First things first- I completely forget what I wore on Thursday. I'm nearly positive it was cropped black trousers, brown Zara boots and some blouse of some sort. The actual blouse has me drawing a complete blank. Ed., I remember! I wore my green and white gingham check shirt!

I do, however, have a valid reason for my forgetfulness-- I was felled early Friday morning by bronchitis and sinusitis. No good. I felt crappy on Thursday and woke around 3 am Friday feeling just awful. Ugh. On the plus side a quick trip to my doctor ($40/round trip cab ride, $30 co-pay and $10 script) has me feeling much-o better-o this morning-o).

Friday I wore pajamas, though when I left the house to go to the doctor I wore jeans, boots and an oxford cloth. Not only that but I put on make up (bb cream, blush, mascara and lip gloss). I don't even know who I am anymore.

Today was also a pajama day. Cropped navy yoga pants, French terry shawl neck cardigan, white v-neck t-shirt and a pink pashmina.

No additional running as I have to conserve all my energy. As it is, I'm exhausted from cleaning and doing my laundry.