I've never stuck with anything this long. It's nice to know it can be done. This means both my cat and my boyfriend can hope.
With this being a huge ass milepost and all, I figured I'd blog the hell out of a post just for yous alls.
But I haven't anything to say, really.
So I'll talk about this hat.
This beautiful piece of frippery has graced my desktop for about a week now. Every time I get stressed or pissed off at work, I close all my windows and just gaze at this beauty until my breathing goes back to even. It works like a puppy calendar.
As for the details of the piece, I can only assume this woman is English. Only the English would dare to risk irreversible damage to late-in-life neck muscles in the name of fashion. It's too cosmo for those of us across the pond, even in its ridiculousness. And we do ridiculous...anyone who's ever seen a picture of that headwear that attends the Kentucky Derby can attest to this.
The real question is, if that hat appeared on my doorstep one day (via air where it would need to purchase two seats), would I wear it?
What do you think?
In the meantime, find a moment this weekend amidst your ballyhooing to pause and raise a glass of whatever to toast Condi's hair...both her actual hair and this blog, as one would not exist without the other...and here's to another 359 posts filled with absolutely nothing of value. And some more run-on sentences. I know I'M excited.
