Fighting the Blahs

Lately I’ve been feeling pretty blah.  Unemployed, living at home, boyfriend 700 miles away instead of the usual 200… you do the math.

So what’s a girl to do? Go shopping!

Just so we’re clear–this is not my usual m.o.  If I don’t have something to buy, I don’t browse.  Period.  But I did have to pick up a new strapless bra (can I say that on the internet?) before my upcoming trip to Bermuda, so off to Target I went.

After trying on a million things and returning them to their spot on the floor, I was beginning to feel pretty bummed.  I couldn’t only be getting the thing I came for… I mean, no one even gets to see it.  It’s not fun.  So I picked up fun accessories, toyed with the idea, and put them back.  I probably did this five thousand times.  The sales people definitely thought I was either shoplifting or crazy.  The problem is that it’s hard to shop “for fun” when: 1) you don’t really enjoy shopping and 2) you are on a fixed income.  Fixed at zero.  Luckily I managed to frame two scarves as “Bermuda purchases” (vary up a limited wardrobe! take up no room in the luggage!) Plus I’ve meaning to get scarves for a while, but spending money on a strip of cloth held little interest.

One other item of import: black crackle nail polish.  I’ve been lusting after this for a while as well.  Target didn’t stock OPI, but I settled for Sally Hansen.  A choice I’ll probably regret, oh well.

As for my evening… I watched a hair tutorial here on how to get vintage curls without heat, and am now rocking the ridiculous curls in an elastic look.  I sent a photo to my boyfriend (currently in Indianapolis) to remind him why he should totally miss me.  I’ll share it with you (aka my boyfriend again, because I don’t think anyone else reads this) so, you too, can see what it’s like to date me.  Fabulous.

If you squint real hard, you can see the new nail polish in action!

With that, I bid my adieu.  Good night blogosphere!

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