Loyal readers, this is a (stunning if I may say so) photo of your BloomingtonGirl in her favorite hat. I know that you might be mortified to learn that I have been wearing it just about everywhere lately. It isn't, as you might suspect, for the fashion statement that I don this fine chapeau. No, no. It is for the cozy warm feeling it gives my head. As you know, I don't have all that much hair on my noggin and it has been pretty darn chilly here lately. This hat warms me up and just plain makes my head happy. What more can a girl want?
I can't remember whether I announced my only New Year's Resolution here but if not, here it is: I resolve to be shallow in 2007. So, wearing a hat and thinking about how it looks and feels is right up the shallow alley. Other topics of shallow importance include: 1. Should I get laser anti aging treatments? 2. What outfits make my stomach look the flattest? 3. Is it worth the extra money to buy the face cream that the facial lady recommends or will I get the same results using Oil of Olay products? You get the idea.
In other shallow news, I wore a fabulous new pair of tights tonight when I went out to dinner with a fun pal. The tights were a fish-net-ey/sheer stocking-ey combination and were just lovely. I wore them with a black satin A-line skirt, a black merino wool fitted turtleneck sweater and my olive green (almost) patent leather wedge heel boots. To finish the outfit, I sported a new chartreuse glass wide bracelet and some hand-made red bird shaped earrings. And, the topper was my mother's vintage Persian Lamb jacket with a fur collar from (Herkimerites will know this place) Mungers. I may be shallow but I know how to put together a look.
We were supposed to go to the Opera but we lingered too long over our delicious dinner and delightful wines. We ended up skipping the performance and going home early. This was fine with your tired BloomingtonGirl as I am now in bed, resting and writing to my loyal readers.
And now, it is time to read more of the tragic Clarissa. I took some time out from my busy day today to read it and I cannot stand the angst of it all. It is remarkable to me that something written over 250 years ago can read so current. The human condition is the same as it ever was.