The LF stores twice-yearly sale, at a warehouse within walking distance of my place. A lot, if not most, of the stuff still doesn't fit me. A lot, if not most, of it is pretty inappropriate for a 41-year-old. That said, I was in no way the oldest or the fattest woman in the big community dressing room. And, heck, I'm in SoCal, where everyone behaves/dresses inappropriately. So bring it on.
My favorite fellow customers are the ones who are bigger than me trying to cram themselves into Size Smalls.
I have all kinds of excuses now for buying new clothes, although I'm trying to be restrained. My sizes are starting to drop more quickly. But, realistically, shirts probably will keep on fitting me for a long time. I like the LF sale, where a T-shirt marked $72 is selling for $8 or the hair elastic tagged $42 with the giant plastic rhinestone sells for $5. I'm sure the shirts are still overpriced, but they're cut a little better and from higher quality materials than the $8 Target T-shirt.
"Everybody Knows" by Ryan Adams
Slacker radio played this one for me yesterday. Wow. What an incredible song. Here's the link on YouTube.
I'm not -- thank God -- in a relationship like the song talks about, as I got darn lucky when Paul and I got together 15 years ago this month. Paul credits divine intervention that neither of us managed to mess things up very early on, as my typical pattern was to be less-than-encouraging or even hostile to suitors who were actually appropriate and his typical pattern was to have a very quick thumb when the slightest female imperfection became apparent.
But I've been there in the past -- who hasn't? -- and Adams is amazing. I've been resisting listening to him as all I heard were the stories about a) how brilliant and b) what a jerk he is. I see now that a) is right and who cares about b)?
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