Week-end Update

[devilgrrl]

I think I'm ready to qualify vertigo as the worst sensation ever. Everything feels like it's swaying or shaking under me. Even sitting up, it kind of feels like I'm being pushed off of something.

We skipped over to the mall after I got off of work so I could cash my cheque at the Evil Empire of America. We were going to go home, but caught a case of the lazies and decided to have dinner at Johnny Rocket's instead. Sometimes you just need greasy food.

Of course I was seduced by Lush, which lies right across from the from the food court. That's the curse of needing to cash my cheque at the mall. Since this is our usual haunt, we're starting to get to know most of the SAs, which is both good and bad, usually for my wallet.

They had Ghost. And I am weak. It smells so good. I also heard the details about the other Halloween products they're putting out, which sound interesting, but not so much my thing.

I did a quick spec out of Sephora because I keep hearing great things about Benefit's creme liner/shadow in Skinny Jeans. It's been in several magazines and I wanted to see if it lived up to the hype before I waste $20 on it. I will say that it did not disappoint. The colour went on really nicely and easily and also seemed very wearable, so I will most likely pick that up next week sometime.

The last stop out was by Old Navy to check the sales rack and batter my self esteem a little. God help me, but I've been looking at skinny jeans so long they've grown on me. I figured one look at my wide ass in them should sufficiently mollify the urge.

I tried them on and they didn't look bad. Steven didn't like them, but the two girls sitting in the fitting room approved. You know, because I need teenage approval. I probably am going to give into the trend, as I have many cute, long winter tops and likewise for flats. Also: I need more pants.

Now I'm just being slothful in my flannel pyjamas, watching TLC like I've been doing, oh, for the last month. Since there's not much else to do with Steven having the car, I'm probably just going to curl up in the shower with my lovely new Ghost in hopes I'll smell omg!awesome.

Comments

[devilgrrl.livejournal.com]

Wow, tiny hands. My wedding band is a 6 3/4, I think. My hands are almost as big as my husband's and bigger than my mum's, both of whom are taller than me. 190 tends to put me at a solid 14/16, which is what I've been since I was 22.

Stirrup pants are totally excusable if they're part of a uniform. My mum liked them because they kept my pants in my boots in the winter.

I'll wear slippers or socks in the house, but I can't sleep with anything on my feet, either. Doesn't matter how cold it is, my feet will be out from under the blankets in the morning.

[ladyluna.livejournal.com]

Heh. Yeah, and I have to have at least one leg sticking out of the blankets or else I feel like they're "getting me."