Bored and Angry - a bad combination

Alright, I haven't been paying attention to this blog for a while, and there are a couple of reasons for it. First of all, I'm getting very frustrated by the climate at work: it's so friggin' cold that I'm still having to reach for winter clothing. Grr! So annoying!

Secondly, I read something on one of the half dozen fashion blogs around the same time I was reaching a frustration point, and it pushed me over the edge: a woman apologized for wearing an outfit similar (yes, similar, not the same) as one she had worn a number of months before.

All I could think was "what's wrong with that? Wait, better question: what's wrong with that woman?". While I recognize that one of the benefits of this blog has been the fact that I do tend to vary my outfits more, thus utilizing and bringing new life to pieces that I might have been tempted to neglect in favour of buying more clothing, come on! Everyone has that "power outfit" they wear when they need a boost of confidence at work, that "comfort outfit" for the days when the cloudy skies have entered your mood, that "perfect outfit" that just fits and looks exactly as you want it to.

So until I get over my rage at this woman, I think I'll have to take a break from the usual "clothing blog", so be warned this may morph into more angry rants!

Apathy

All right. Here's the last 2 days.

Bit of Boho

I don't do boho. My sister does boho. I'm calling this rocker boho.

And the belt did move down through out the day, and make me look less weirdly proportioned.

Classic Chanel-esque Black & White

Someone linked to someone who linked to someone who created a "Inspiration for May" guide for clothing. It runs all month, but I caught it late, and then realized that this week was the only one that I had enough suitable clothes to work it.

I had to relax day on (Classic Chanel-esque Black & White) because I was going to Scott's parents for supper, and while I like to look nice, I know I"ll be slobbered on by the dog, and end up curled up under a blanket on the couch watching TV.

And thus, the "Chanel-esque" got removed in favour of black and white.

Bed time

All right, I'm tired, so this will be short.

It was so cold today, I brought out my mitts.

At least we didn't get the foot of snow like Clear Lake.

Happy long weekend, and in your face, cottagers!

SCARED!

Alright, I've got 2 grad schools wanting me. And it's freaking me out because I don't like decisions. The picture accurately portrays how I spent the majority of my day.

Post 100 delayed

All right, this should be post 100, and thus do a complete overhaul of my closet. HOwever, that takes time and energy, both of which are being devoted to other things at this moment. I have started - shoes have been done.

Today was more casual than intended, but the look reminded me of a guy I went to class with this year, and who hung out with us for a while. sweet guy. However, kind of emo.

Winnipeg Trip 2758

Sorry for the impromptu disappearance. I knew I was going into Winnipeg, but, in all honesty, didn't think anyone was reading this any more. In fact, I still don't, as my blog tracker has let me know two people have checked this site in the week and a half since I got back from my last trip. Sadness. But I shall persevere!

All right, MOnday was going to be the first day of shorts, but quickly, I realized it was 0 outside, and thus, I threw on jeans. I realize it's a super casual outfit, but I wasn't working a full day, jeans are entirely permissible at work, and I was going to be driving a great deal.

Monday kind of rocked, not just becuase I got to see my grandparents (and they are the greatest grandparents on earth, I kid you not!), and because my grandmother let me pillage her jewelry box! Look for some fabulous finds in the coming weeks!

Today, I took a picture in my sister's front porch, which is currently being used as yet another storage space for boxes as she's moving at the end of the week. I didn't have my necklace on - a deal I got on Saturday. I'm hoping by filling the negative space at my collar bone it made my neck seem shorter. Some days, I look like a freaking giraffe.

My baby's in black

I attended a funeral this morning, and, of course, found myself lacking appropriate clothes, given I have been slowly purging the black form my wardrobe. After buying this silk number on sale, I'm not sure I really like it. Oh, well, I'll find some way to work it.

I am loving the idea of style with the skirt - I got this skirt when I started working at the museum in 2003, when shirts were much shorter, and thus the embroidery showed under it. However, the skirt is too low waisted to actually tuck a lot of shirts in. However, this seemed to almost work. It needs some work.

The shoes are fabulously new!

Casual Friday

Today's outfit wasn't as good as I hoped, because the winter weight is still hovering above the top of my jeans, reminding me that I've been failing at going to the gym. A family tragedy sidelined my new gym buddy, but I suppose that leaves me little excuse for not going, and for wearing something that I knew would make me stare at the not quite perfectly flat waistline on this outfit.

Of course, it's very easy to be critical in hindsight, and if there is any good news, the outfit looks better in the pictures than I remember it being in my mind all day.

Casual conservative

I've decided that in order to better fit the dress code at work, especially since I can slow the networking down, since I have been accepted into grad school, so I don't need a job right away, is to combine casual and conservative, or business formal with funk.

So the skirt (tweed = conservative, length = casual), and the tights (casual), and the shirt (conservative), and hoodie (casual), and shoes (conservative) make a nicely balanced outfit.

Needing sleep

Last night, I set my alarm to go off earlier, so I wouldn't be so rushed and late in the morning. However, I forgot to turn it on, and woke up about 5 minutes after I was already supposed to be there.
While it's not the biggest tragedy, since my boss is quite understanding, and I have a really short commute, I managed to make it into the office only 1/2 hour late. Of course, I had to throw my hair up which was an adventure at its current length, but fortunately, I already had my outfit planned. Whew! Gotta love being ahead of the game!

Whew, made it!

I made it through my first full-time day of work in 8 months! While I realize that I was doing, easily, 10 hour days earlier this year, that was between two jobs and school, so remaining in the same location for 7.5 hours was kind of deadly to me. Well, if not to me, then my poor trumpet skirt which definitely suffered some wrinkle-age.

I've also decided I may have to tone it down at the office now, or at least funk it up. Yesterday, a manager of a large department in my building commented (in the hour I was there) how dressed up I looked. I got a similar comment today. While this is not unusual, the comments weren't coming from the jeans+t-shirt crowd, as usual, they were coming from people in very office appropriate clothing.

It presents an interesting challenge to my fashion sensibilities which I am actually kind of looking forward to solving.

One outfit, one hour

I started back full time today, which means generally 5 outfits & posts / week now! Today, however, I made it an hour before I succumbed to a migraine (I got some rather big news which should be good, but I skipped excited and went right to : how do I make this work). I did take a picture, but that was probably not the best idea. I definitely don't look like me.

I like the idea of the outfit though - it's bright, crisp and comfy.

Home for a change!

I think the title is a TV show, but I don't know what it's about, but it's definitely the way I've been feeling. I've discovered I'm not so much of a homebody as I thought, but the driving definitely took it's toll on me. I'll post my travel summary with the pictures.
It's Monday, and I didn't get an e-mail saying "Of course we can reschedule the test we scheduled for the most inopportune time at the last minute" before it was time to go. Thus, in this picture, not only am I tired, but I'm stressed, and the combination of the two reduced me to tears just after this picture. Oh, I'm such a drama queen. The drive to Regina, where our workshop was being held, was longer than I'm used to driving on my own, but eventually I got into the rhythm. I also navigated the city quite easily, even without a map, and kind of stupidly fell in love with it. Now I don't think I can find any justification for turning down jobs there. Grumble.

The second day, was a longer day - a full day of workshops, followed by a bit of shopping at the less than exciting Cornwall Mall (I wasn't brave enough to venture to the adjacent shopping areas, which I hear are actually better), hitting the gym, and then studying for the test on Thursday. After getting some physical activity, I finally started to feel better about life, in general, and feel more like myself, something that stopped so long ago, I don't remember when (and suddenly "One Headlight" plays in my head - yeah Wallflowers!). Oh, and did I mention that it snowed?

The third day was probably the hardest day - I went to the workshop for the morning, drove back to Brandon, ate supper, then kept going to Winnipeg. I was delusional by the time I hit the city, from exhaustion (I don't sleep well in hotels, so that didn't help). While initially, I was going to kill my brother-in-law for having friends over when I wanted to just crash, I quickly realized that driving 6-7 hours while being exhausted (and it raining the whole friggin' drive - how depressing), generally leaves you kind of wired and unable to sleep.

Then the exam - I swear it was set up to fail. It makes sense - it's the easiest way to screen 407 people down to a more manageable level. I'm not to optimistic about this process, but since the test (coming from my training in the ed program) was possibly the worst test I've ever seen, I'm really ok with that. I didn't get a picture of the outfit, because I was really tired of my trouser jeans by then. They definitely need a good washing now.