Damn the unending heat. | October 28, 2008 | Comments (0)

When: Tuesday, October 28th, 2008.

What: Black skirt from H&M, silk blouse by Chelsea Flowers (More Chelsea Flowers at Bloomie’s here). Satin t-strap pumps by Nine West.

Confession: Fuck this fucking ridiculous California heat. Thank God they’re predicting rain, even though (of course) it’s expected on Halloween. Having lived nowhere but the Bay Area my entire life, I suppose I should be used to this, but I have no tolerance for it this year. Maybe I’d feel differently if I still lived on the lake, but I’m right on the estuary next to the bloody bay, for chrissakes, and it’s demonic. Demonic and wrong. I know all you folks out there where it’s raining sideways (Brooklyn, holla) or snowing like mad (Bringle, Bowling) HATE me right now, but I envy you more than you can possibly imagine! Let’s trade places. As if anyone can say no to having M all to herself! (B, are you reading this? Hep me!)

PS. I totally wrecked this gorgeous, stupidly expensive shirt after wearing it just once. Instead of obediently taking it to the dry cleaner, I impatiently tossed it into the delicate cycle at home, thinking I’d get away with it. BLEED. Foul, bluish, sad bleeding into the oh-so-fragile silk. I almost tried to fix it with dye at home, but decided to, uh, give it another spin, so to speak. That’s right. Delicate cycle. Take II. IT WORKED! Am genius. Hurrah.

PPS. I realize that I look mighty friendly my confession photo, but really, I’m HELLA stabby right now.


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SBJ @ 7:57 PM

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