Ninety-ninth day of work selfie

I told you I’ve been wearing more pink this summer.  My sister gave me this dress for my birthday last year.  She has good taste.  I mean, of course she has good taste, she borrows my clothes sometimes.  She got it at Bryan’s.  I think she actually bought it for herself and then didn’t like the way it looked on her and then decided to gift it to me.  But whatever.  She’s really into rainbow designs.  I wore this dress to the Vancouver Pride Parade last year because it’s so rainbow like.

My pink cardigan is from the Plenty warehouse sale at the Vancouver Convention Centre during Easter long weekend.  My necklace and earrings are both from Payless.  My bracelet is from Sears and my ring is from the Blim Market street festival downtown last month.  I’m kind of liking my hair being dirty and messy.  It kind of works.  Or maybe it doesn’t.  But whatever. 

Eighty-ninth day of work selfie 

I had some wardrobe malfunctions this morning right before I left the house.  It’s a good thing it didn’t happen after I’d already left.  But I didn’t have time to change my outfit.  Nor did I want to.  I got this dress from a vendor at the Caribbean Days Festival at Waterfront Park in North Vancouver on the weekend.  The guy actually had a small fitting room, so I didn’t have to try on dresses over my clothes like I normally do at street festivals.  This was one of the three dresses I bought, and I think the nicest of them.  I really like the blues and the greens and the different lengths at the bottom of the dress.

But this morning, the left strap broke completely off.  I have no idea how it tore in two places, but somehow it did.  All I had at my disposal was a large safety pin and a small bobby pin.  I somehow managed to reattach the strap and secure it in place with these two items.  I’m resourceful, like Macgyver.  I obviously did a bad job of it, because you can still see the bobby pin and the safety pin.  But I mean it’s just for now, so that I could wear the dress today.  Eventually I will have to attempt to sew the strap back on.  Or get someone else with better sewing skills to do it for me.

For now, you can’t tell anything is wrong because I’ve covered it with my green Jacob cardigan.  I got one of my bracelets at Sears and the other one at Suzy Shier.  My green ring is from Greek Day on Broadway and my blue ring is from the Blim Market Festival on Granville.  My necklace is from Payless and my earrings are from Greek Day.  My hair is definitely becoming less and less straight, but I’d like to think it still looks good.  I tried to touch up my nails again so that they can look good while matching my outfit.  I’m wearing makeup because it’s my birthday week and I can.

Fifty-ninth day of work selfie

I decided to wear this wonderfully colourful dress to work for the second time.  I think it’s probably the best thing I’ve ever purchased at Reitmans.  Although I did but a pair of tall person pants several years ago that lasted me quite a while.  But this dress is definitely the most fashionable item I’ve found there.   This time I paired it with another colourful sweater, a purchase from Sears before they closed.  While a vibrant, royal blue is my favourite type of blue, I still like this aqua type of blue a whole lot.  I also like the fact that I have the jewellery to match it, with my blue flower necklace and my ring, both from UBC, and my blue bracelet from Suzy Shier.  My blue flip flop earrings are from Claire’s.  I got them a while ago, but decided that I wouldn’t wear flip flop jewellery until the weather was nice enough to wear actual flip flops as well.  It just wouldn’t feel right wearing flip flop jewellery during the winter.  I am wearing a bit of makeup for a change, because I have a hot date tonight.  And by hot date, I mean I’m going out for dinner with my friend so she can redeem one of her free birthday meal coupons.  And if that’s not cause for celebration, then I don’t know what is.

Fifty-first day of work

Since Thursday was supposed to be warmer than Wednesday, I thought I would wear a dress again.  This Old Navy dress is a little thicker than my other dresses so I thought I should wear it while the weather wasn’t too hot.  This sweater is from H&M.  It actually matches my nail polish.  Or what’s left of my nail polish, anyway.  My scarf is from an Orb warehouse sale, and my ring is from UBC.  My necklace, bracelet, and earrings are from Claire’s.  And I still hadn’t washed my hair yet because I wanted to keep it straight, or straight-ish for a little while longer.  I ended up wearing sandals with this outfit, because my sister needed the one pair of flats I could find for her college graduation ceremony that day.  It was also her birthday, so I let her have them.  I have so many pairs of flats by I can’t seem to find any of them.  My toes were kind of cold in sandals and my toenails were badly painted but oh well. 

Forty-eighth day of work selfie

So I finally shaved my legs.  After, well, let’s just say a while.  I went out for a friend’s birthday on Saturday and the weather was nice over the weekend, so I figured it was finally time.  It’s always such an ordeal.  I got this Remington electric razor from Walmart because I go through so many disposable ones and always manage to cut myself.  Unfortunately it turned out not to be that great.  I feel like maybe I should’ve gotten waxed instead because I waited so long but oh well.  Throughout my teen years, I tried literally every hair removal product you can imagine, and it turns out I’m allergic to all of them.  Nair, Neet, Veet, you name it.  My skin has such a bad reaction that it ends up looking worse than if I’d just left the hair on it.  I’ve considered laser hair removal, but it’s crazy expensive, and I’ve also been told that it can cause discolouration because my skin is darker.  As for waxing, for the amount of wax that I would need for my legs, it’s just not cost effective.  So yeah.  Razors.

Of course, it turns out, now that my legs were finally hair-free (or somewhat, I missed a few spots, and it’s growing back already), the weather would be cold and rainy.  But that won’t stop me from wearing dressing and exposing my legs because I can.  When I went to work on Monday, my dad was like “Isn’t it too cold for your outfit?” but I didn’t care.  I got this dress at Ross Dress for Less in the States and this red sweater from Sears at Richmond Centre before it closed down.  My necklace and ring are from UBC, my earrings are from Claire’s, and my bracelet is from Dollarama.  I also painted my nails (badly) on the weekend, but alas, they are already chipping.  I also straightened my hair on the weekend for the first time in a while.  I used that as my excuse for not going to yoga on Sunday, because I didn’t want to have to wash my hair after and ruin the straightness.  Even though it’s no longer as straight now as it was on Saturday, it’s still better than the natural frizz that’s usually present.

Blogging on my birthday

This is probably the saddest blog post ever written. I mean who blogs on their birthday? I should be celebrating instead. Well in my defense, I’m on a bus right now and there’s not much I can do to celebrate at the moment. I mean I suppose I could have worn a party hat or a birthday tiara and a sash or something and then told random people around me that it was my birthday. And then have a birthday cake in my lap, complete with candles. And maybe a balloon. And request that they all sing for me? But alas, I’ve missed my chance. But this does sound like a good plan for next year… Because then I’ll be a quarter of a century and that seems like the appropriate way to deal with a mid-mid-life crisis.

I suppose I shouldn’t even be on a bus on my birthday. I should have someone to drive me around instead. There’s often this sense of entitlement that people have on their birthday. There are some that go all out and want it to be the best day ever and then there are others that prefer to treat it like any other day. Because why is it such a big deal that you were born? That was completely out of your control. Everyone around you was born too. It’s really not a major accomplishment.

But birthdays are still special, even for those who choose to ignore them. If you want them to be. It’s not just a celebration of the day you were born, it’s a celebration of you and of your life. But the sense of entitlement isn’t necessary. This is the first year that I’ve worked on my birthday. Because the past few years, it has fallen on the long weekend or I’ve requested it off. And before that I was unemployed. But I don’t mind anymore. A summer birthday is nice because I never had to go to school on my birthday like so many other people. But at the same time, the day was always depressing, because it meant that summer vacation was already half over.

I wasn’t going to blog today but a few people actually asked if I was writing a birthday blog post. Granted, they were probably joking. But I figured I may as well. I’m actually behind on my blogging at the moment. There are posts I would like to write but I haven’t had the time. So stay tuned for posts better than this one about night markets, dancing, and of course, birthdays. Because there’s only so much I can say in a blog post while commuting. But I liked the alliteration of “blogging on my birthday” and decided that a random post just had to be written. I apologize if it is lacking. But hey, it’s my birthday, so even if you don’t like this post, I’m entitled to your praise and acceptance.