i'll most likely just rant, stupidly, and inform my absent readers of inconsequential things, but i need to start forming words again. my brain has grown sloppy.
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inconsequential business #1: m. butterfly
Would seriously consider relocating, on an international scale, for the ability to shop here regularly. Their dresses are beautiful -- and they don't ship to the US. I miss Cambridge/I miss Cambridge/I miss Cambridge.
I love the typical British casual dress -- incredibly short, modest in the cleavage, generally floral, feminine, and ultimately classy (all whilst being unbearably adorable). It's a certain aesthetic Americans haven't quite grasped, and frankly, I hope they don't. It would sully it all somehow.
I've stored "Decidedly British Dresses" in the same parts of my mind as Strongbow cider and jacket potatoes. I don't wish to see them drug out into my everyday culture. They're part of a fantasy of sorts, my summer abroad, etc...
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inconsequential business #2: tanning
or, rather, toasting. burning. bronzing. whatever. i rely upon silly things to keep me distracted from reality. to the depressed over-thinkers out there, get yourself a really silly hobby. the more the merrier. when mindlessly shopping (but rarely buying) wasn't enough to keep me distracted from a rather bleak reality, i took up tanning. it's a good distraction hobby because it makes you prettier, at least for now. don't give me skin cancer and wrinkle lectures, because i'm well-educated and disinclined to give a shit. and yes, i encourage you to find activities full of meaning and purpose. those help you feel better too. but, damnit, sometimes you just need to be silly.
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