Inspiration: Buffy

It's annual rewatch Buffy and Angel time.  Yep, I'm a geek.  I'm currently on the most epic episode of season four, Hush, with the super creepy Gentelmen and our heroine rocking this adorable skirt:

Is it just me or is that a great skirt?  Rocking' wardrobe and superbad vampire slayer.  I wanna be best friends with Buffy.

Trying Times

You guys mind if I unload a little?  I'm beyond stressed right now.  The job is switching from government to contract and at the moment I'm not terribly sure I'll have a job next month and if I do I'll likely be taking a drastic pay cut.  I understand that thems the breaks.  That's just the way things are going with the current economic climate.  That doesn't make this unsure period any easier.  I just want the powers that be to make the call and can me or own my pay check or whatever it is their going to do.

So what's a girl to do when she's feeling glum?

Buy a dress.

Candy Stand Dress via Modcloth

 

 

 

 

 If it doesn't fit I may have a full scale melt down.  Fingers crossed for me k? 

Muse

I'm not really into models.  I'm more into street/blog style.  I like seeing real women wearing things that I could wear myself.   But last night, lounging in the tub with a back issue of Vogue I laid eyes on Arizona Muse and now I have a model crush.

Via Touchpuppet

Via Touchpuppet

I think it's the wild hair and the bold brows. She reminds me of the supermodels of the early 90s.  I dig that kind of fierceness.   And I desperately want a haircut.

Music Monday: I Don't Even Know Why

Generally I find myself admiring soulful lyrics and powerful voices.  I find myself praising those who have the ability to express their thoughts and love and pain via music.  And then there's times when shit just gets stuck in my head.



This would be the latter.  Good lord that's a catchy hook!

Where I've Been

In my living room there's a triangle created by the big screen broadcasting Criminal Minds reruns (my world for MGG), my warm cuddly cat, and my warm cuddly husband and within that triangle lies The Black Hole of Slothfulness. Much like the Bermuda Triangle things tend to disappear here, for instance my will to do anything that involves moving my ass from the couch. But the husband has done something miraculous, he's provided a way to communicate with the outside world from the BHOS. That's right, the the man got me an IPad.  It only took my Kindle suffering an untimely demise. So now we'll get back to the regularly scheduled programming.