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| ~ Here, There, or Anywhere? ~ |
I can't begin to go There.
So I'll start Here.
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| ~ I'm so Post Minima now ~ |
So let's just come out and say it.
I mean sometimes I can just glide across the river of deNile like nobody's business. Back and forth, back and forth.
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| ~ like it's tea time with the beautiful people ~ |
Yeah, and I fit right in...
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| ~ Really? ~ |
Nah, I don't think so. And I don't want to really. Yes, really. But this aging thing is a bitch. And no matter how feminist I (cl)aim to be, I can still go under over it.
Just when I reconcile/ adjust/ surrender to the fact of one thing, another thing comes along. And it is endless. Well, hah, not quite. It all ends when I do. And that is sobering. In a good way. Like the power of negative thinking. If you keep doing it to it's logical end, it becomes laughable in its petty ridiculousness.
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| ~ the Lady Steps Back to Regroup ~ |
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| ~ And the Lady Takes Charge ~ |
...of what she can. Like she's wearing the Petunia Dress made from a Tina Givens pattern, Constellation Knee Socks from Sox Dreams, and very, very old navy suede boots from who knows where.
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| ~ ah, yes you can see them here ~ |
More about Post Minima another time. For now I'm dashing off to Patti's Not Dead Yet Style to meet up with the Visibles! Then to Cherie's Shoe and Tell. And Not Dressed As A Lamb's I will wear what I like extravaganza. So many parties, so little time...
Aha! Do I sense a change in the air?
ReplyDeleteLoving this combination of lace, stars, suede and flowing print!
You always manage to say something...with words and sartorial splendour. xo Jazzy Jack
Yes, yes, it's inevitable so I might as well enjoy the ride.
DeleteWhen we take things to their inevitable, ahem, conclusion, the cares of the day do seem to diminish. That said, aging can be a bitch.
ReplyDeleteLove the print and shape of this cool dress. xo
-Patti
http://notdeadyetstyle.com
Exactly! ...must remember that bit...
DeleteYou are one mighty powerful woman! Ride that backhoe, full throttle. Dig it dig it. Yeeeah. The thought of having having tea with those beautiful people freaks me right out.
ReplyDeleteYeah, aging. Puh. What can we do? We can wear petunia dresses, constellation socks and fab boots, that's what! Yes. Great idea.
Or we can become superheros, just for one day!
Deleteyep
Deletei´m with mel - having tea with barbie&ken is nothing i would like to do - but riding that machine sounds appealing :-)
ReplyDeletefab fabric - the petunia pattern does it really justice!!! and sweet sox again!
xxxxx
barbie&ken, hah! Petunia ain't no pansy, that's for sure.
DeleteYes. What IS going on??? You are once again out and about. Knocking it out of the park both sartorially and philosophically. This getting older business. Bah. Thank goodness for Tina Givens and constellation sox. Is Tina Givens paying you royalties yet?
ReplyDeleteIt seems I am not rowing my boat gently down the stream. Be that as it may, sewing and napping with kitties are a blessing. That, and all you Blogodesses.
DeleteLove what I see of what you do always, I say raise it to a 10. All-in and no whispering fussbudgets in the shadows! You continue to inspire through existential wonderings... wanderings.
ReplyDeleteOh Sighridh, you know just what to say when. Alas, the whispering fussbudgets in the shadows are me. If I don't acknowledge them from time to time, they just take over.
DeleteYes, this getting older business is not for sissies, not way. I too am finding myself just getting used to one thing (Oh, so this is going to feel like this now, hmmm), and then something new happens (WTF? That was fine last week!). But, we continue to go forward and take joy in getting dressed and farking about, and that's a good thing.
ReplyDeleteYes, yes it is. Getting dressed and farking about is the best. Here's to it! Cheers! (clink, clink)
DeleteOh, you! That outfit is killer and those tights are cosmic awesomeness
ReplyDeleteYou are SUCH an inspiration! You always have me coming back for more of your you-ness!
ReplyDeleteJJ
www.dressupnotdown.blogspot.com