ladders

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I'm a day late for whatcha wearin wednesday, but that seems to be my modus operandi (ooh latin. a bit of a nerd eh?) doesn't it. A day late, lagging behind but not far. Ah well, today feels like Friday but it’s not and I’m trying to pretend it’s Wednesday. Yep. Well, yesterday and today I am wearing stockings. With ladders.

I have stocking issues. This is well known at my workplace, where you might wander into the kitchen to make a cup of tea and see me writhing in the corner and hoisting layers of clothing around in an attempt to hitch up my stockings that are sliding woefully down my thigh and pooling around my knees. Stockings are always too short. I have been vertically blessed (read: tall) and my.legs.are.long. You know that pretty graph on the back of stocking packets so you can see which size to purchase? I am not on it. I'm somewhere 3 cms off the packet. Like my legs which seem to be a foot longer than stockings.

Tights are thicker and resist laddering, but are less stretchy, and wearing your crotch low can result in an unattractive waddle, and the aforementioned hoisting process. I have a few pairs that I cut the crotch completely out, and that works well, the tights cover my legs and my skirt covers the missing crotch, but I can’t help but feel a bit naughty and a bit silly, like wearing no undies.

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I like stockings though. I like wearing them to work with heels and feeling professional. I like the way they make my legs shiny or dark, and I like the sound they make when I cross my legs under my desk. So I persevere. Even when the average time before ladders snake up my calf is one and a half days. I duly note brands that stretch the furtherst and last the longest, but draw the line at the thick flesh coloured stockings that nurses wear and give me legs that look the skin off an old custard pudding.
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I will persist. Most days I get out of the house without snagging on a fingernail or ripping down the thigh from yanking. Meanwhile, I collect stocking receipts in the hope that I can claim them on tax, and continue to writhe in the corner of the coffee room.

whatcha' wearin' wednesday

Yesterday I wore this bracelet, that I made from this tutorial.



(It's not as pretty as this one. But I like it anyway.)



Then I went to the library, and the shops, and practiced cello, cooked a giant dinner of sausages in tomato and onion gravy with mushrooms, and mashed potato, sweet potato and carrot and steamed broccolini with herbs, and remembered to take a photo of the bracelet, and my friend came over for dinner, and we talked and watched love my way and I knitted a bit and read my new book and completely forgot to post it for whatcha wearin wednesday.

So here it is.

I'm having an ace day today too. I hope you are.

whatcha wearin wednesday

Today I wore a gray skirt that has superglue stuck on patches (from an incident at a bus stop. trying to fix a ring. long story), a white top and black vest, a fat black rose ring, my favourite wooden bangle and black nailpolish. And a green woollen scarf from a thrift store that is an old school scarf 'cause its got one of those old school name labels like your mum used to write on with a name, school and class number.

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I got changed and went for a run before I remembered to take a photo. I thought I'd show you anyway, rather than my sweaty running clothes. It's for the best.

today I..

Unwrapped beads I ordered last week and wondered what they will become. I particularly like the tiny wings, and tiny fishing squirrel and miss piggy profile. A ring methinks?

Took photos of random things (and turned them into polaroids)

Painted my toe nails black for whatcha wearin wednesday. Makes me feel a bit rebellious. (I know it's not quite wednesday. Let's pretend, m-kay?)

Went for a run. (well, I went for a fast walk slow jog with sporadic running chucked in.) I've been goin every day for over a week now and have discovered muscles in my legs I forgot I had.

I also drank a lot of tea, and started a new stitchin'. Can't wait to show you.

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what did you do today?

ugg boots and pigeons

Today I am sporting very stylish ugg boots with green track pants tucked into the top. I know. Classy. I am working from home today, emailing away and trying to co-ordinate things while my flank (weird word) is paining me in strange ways. (I googled my symptoms and apparently may have a kidney infection or ruptured abdominal aortic aneurysm. But I think that’s a bit dramatic. Never google symptoms.)

Pigeons in the park on the way to work. Not 'the' park, but a green triangle in front of an apartment block. So yeah. Pigeons. Just 'cause.

watcha wearin' and darn work

The park on the way home..

I went to bed cranky last night. I felt like a little girl in a temper, 'cause I DIDN'T WANT to go to bed! So many things I want to do; finish a monster, read that great book, call my sister, sew my skeleton, cut out squares, listen to music, read my favourite blogs, stare at the ceiling and think. *sigh* darn work. I went to bed. (It's just gotten so crazy busy that I worked 9am to 8pm today. Secretly I want to quit and SEW. Not-so-secret.)

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My transfers arrived! yay! Now what to make first.. hrmm. I'm thinking a patchwork cushion with forest friend squares and the deer in the centre, or a pirate tea towel. Just not sure when I'll get to start (see 'darn work', above).

My picture for 'whatcha wearin' wednesday' group, I wore my pink plaid shirt to the office yesterday. Kinda makes me feel like a cowgirl, what with the snap buttons and little pockets. I did break out into a small line-dance, but that was un-shirt related.

I want to write so much more, but my posts may have to wait until weekend time, like sleeping in and wearing thongs. darn work. I know of people who blog and sew. Sew and blog, all day, and live happily with a shop that sells cute things. They also bake. *sigh*. (see fav blogs on the sidebar)

If you're one of them, please tell me what it's like.