Just call me the Fountain of Good News because I have even more stuff to spill. I went out shopping today and actually found some nice stuff, which is odd because the look I want for my new wardrobe is a bit strange. I want weird, but not too weird. Not the kind of weird where people go, “Holy crap, what is she wearing?” Just weird enough where it’s unexpected. Like classic cuts and styles, but with modern, bright fabrics. That sort of thing. I found a few things that are close, so I’m happy.
And, it gets better. When my dad came home from work this evening he was bubbling with good news – he spoke to a Colonel in the Royal Army on the phone today about his upcoming visit to Portsmouth. Guess what? The Royal Army’s holding a black-tie event the week that we’ll be there, and we’re invited. How fun is that? I get to dress up and go play with the Royal Army. I’m rather excited about that, I’m just nervous about where I’ll find a dress. I’m going to the Saks Fifth Avenue outlet tomorrow, and maybe all the way out to Potomac Mills, depending on how my mom feels. This time I don’t want to go for weird, I want to go for a mix of va-va-va-voom and classy. Either a kick butt red dress, or something in a brilliant shade of blue. Dark green might be nice, since it matches my eyes… sigh. I’m still pining for that kick butt red dress. I really want it. I saw one in London last time I was there at a Hugo Boss store, but a kick butt red dress shouldn’t cost $8,000. Nope.
Geeze, this blog got girly real quick, didn’t it? All I did was talk about clothes. Did the Royal Army even that out at all? Let’s talk about something not quite so girly then…
Ummm…
Did I mention my room is decorated with plaids and pictures of sportsmen? Ah, now it’s all evening out.
I’m serious, though. I really do have pictures of sportsmen up on my walls. I started a collection of vintage photographs. I’ve got an Oxford boating team, an Australian cricket team, some weird looking boxer guy, a bicyclist, a swimming team, some guy with funny snow boots on, and even a hunter! Phew, I’ve been saved from that bout of girliness.
I still want that kick butt red dress, though.