I just do not know what my deal is today. Well, I know part of why I'm so grumpy but the rest of it, who knows? Part of it is the heat, which I hate being out in, and the coughing at the end of this cold (it's the end, yay!). A lot of it is because I wasted a bunch of time this morning attempting to shop and finding nothing.
Understand that I was born in 1967. I came of age in the 80's but I vividly remember the 70's. They weren't that great the first time around and I certainly don't admire the way that they've come back, particularly in clothing and male hairstyles.
Young people, we killed the polyesters 25 years ago for your benefit...why have you brought them back? Natural fibers are our friends. Polyester is nasty. Plus it breeds and spawns more and more polyesters which means that it's impossible for me to find the cottons that I like to wear.
What's with all the warm colors in vogue these days? I'm happy for the people who've obviously been waiting for this palette for a while (teal, warm brown, peach, terra cotta) but save a few of the oldies (black, navy, red) for those of us who can't wear warm colors without looking like we've got hepatitis. And I just can't stand the styles. While I like the cute froofy skirts a lot, they make me look even more enormous than I already am so I can't wear them (bummer, they're really cute). But even if I were a skinny little thing, I wouldn't be wearing the spaghetti straps or the Cross-Your-Heart Bra type of dresses. Especially in polyester. Yick.
So that made me extremely cranky this morning. I pulled myself together and got what I'd come to the mall to get (birthday gift for my mil) and left, to go sit with Friend Diane at the farmer's market and shoot the breeze. Man, it was hot. And I have a ginormous headache and want to go to bed. But it's Saturday, which means that I can't waste a single minute of planning or playing time. At least I'll sleep well tonight. And I got to the heel flap of the second of my Whitby socks, so I might actually get them finished for my SAM knit-a-long.
And this has to be one of my more boring posts in life. My apologies. Carry on.