Ninety-third day of work selfie

Cold and rainy weather doesn’t have to mean pants.  For me, it just mean a slightly longer dress.  I got this dress at the Caribbean Days festival at Waterfront Park in North Vancouver a few weeks ago.  I love blue and I love leopard print.  They also had green, pink, and purple versions of this dress, but blue was the best.  My denim jacket is from Old Navy.  My bracelet is from Suzy Shier and my ring is from the Blim Market festival downtown.  My necklace is from Payless and my earrings are from Claire’s.  Maybe I will just continue to wear blue until my nail polish comes off. 

Eighty-fourth day of work selfie 

It was cold this morning so I wore darker colours.  The black dress is from Stitches, the purple tank top is from Smart Set, and the purple jacket is from a Plenty warehouse sale.  My purple necklace is new, I got it from the Blim Market festival downtown on Sunday.  My purple earrings are also new, I got them from Claire’s on Sunday.  My black bracelet is also from Claire’s.  I still need to find a purple one.  My purple ring is from Greek Day on Broadway.  And my #SELFIE iPhone case is from Aldo.

Seventy-seventh day of work selfie 

It was kind of cold this morning so I actually wore pants.  I got them from La Vie En Rose Aqua at Richmond Centre.  My purple top is from the Plenty warehouse sale that took place at the Vancouver Convention Centre during Easter long weekend.  My black sweater is from the Sears that used to be at Richmond Centre.  I got my necklace from a vendor at Greek Day on Broadway a few weeks ago.  That same vendor is at literally every street festival I go to.  And I always end up buying stuff from there.  I got this new black ring from them yesterday at Carnaval del Sol at Concord Pacific Place.  I got my dangly purple earrings from a vendor at Car Free Day on Main Street last month.  My black bracelet is from Claire’s at Richmond Centre and my purple ring is from Boca Raton Designs at Greek Day.  I feel like maybe a should keep a thicker sweater in my office because it’s colder inside than it is outside.  Or maybe a blanket?

Seventy-sixth day of work selfie 

I probably should have worn pants since it was actually kind of cold this morning but oh well.  Like I said, I’m just going to continue wearing dresses because I can.  Unless someone can direct me to a store where I can buy a pair of pants that are comfortable and look good and fit well.  As far as I’m aware, none exist.  I got this dress at Suzy Shier.  It’s not new, I just haven’t worn it to work before.  It came with a belt, but I don’t know what the hell happened to that belt.  One of the belt loops on the side of the dress is broken.  I think it may have been torn when I bought it, so I got like 10% off or something.  I figured it would tear eventually and I’m not a belt person anyway.  This navy blue cardigan is new, I got it at La Vie En Rose.  So maybe it’s technically lounge wear, but can you even tell?  My green leaf necklace is from UBC, my green zipper earrings are from Claire’s, and my green ring is from Greek Day.

Sixty-second day of work selfie

It’s usually cold in the morning, but I thought it would get too hot later in the day for a jean jacket.  But then I decided that I didn’t care because I really wanted to wear it.  I love my denim jackets.  I got this one from Old Navy.  I usually like my denim in the darkest wash possible, but I like this one too.  I shaved my legs a bit better this morning so I could wear a shorter dress.  I made the mistake of shaving my underarms and then putting on deodorant.  It burned.  I won’t be making that mistake again.  Except that I most likely, probably, definitely will.  This black dress is from Stitches.  I used to wear it a lot when I worked at Jacob Lingerie, because of our all black dress code.  I had to wear a tank top under it today since I don’t quite fill it out enough.  I think I made it work without one at Jacob Lingerie, since I invested in a lot of good pushup bras during my time there.  And when you work at a lingerie store, plunging necklines aren’t a problem.  This red necklace was a gift from my grandma.  My bracelet is from Suzy Shier and my ring is from UBC.  I don’t know if you can see my metal earrings, but one is the shape of a toothbrush, and the other is the shape of a tube of toothpaste.  Because why not?  I bought them at a Christmas craft fair at South Arm Community Centre last year.  I wore them to my last dentist appointment because I could.  That was a horrible appointment though, because I had to get a wisdom tooth removed, and I was awake, T3s don’t work for me so I had no painkillers, they had to cut away a lot of gums, and it was painful.  I hate dentists.  So I don’t know why I’d want a reminder of them in the form of jewellery.  It seemed like a good idea at the time.  

Sixty-first day of work selfie

So you can’t really tell from the photo, but this dress is long and almost goes down to my ankles.  Well not quite, but it would if I were shorter.  I don’t tend to wear a lot of long dresses, because I always find they look weird for some reason, but maybe that’s just because I’m not used to wearing them.  I got this one from Ross Dress For Less in the States and this is my first time wearing it.  I’ve decided I like long dresses now.  I heard it was going to be cold and rainy today.  It wasn’t this morning, but it is now.  I didn’t want to wear pants, and I didn’t want to re-shave my legs, so this dress worked out well.  You might not be able to see in the picture, but the dress has black and grey stripes across it.  I wore grey in honour of the new Fifty Shades of Grey book that was released today.  No, I’m kidding, I totally didn’t, it was just a coincidence.  Why would I want to celebrate such a gross insult to literature?  I heard that this new version is even worse than the original and I have no idea how that’s even possible.  I tried to read the first book and couldn’t because I was just so shocked and disgusted by the horrible grammar and writing style.  Anyway, since I knew it would get cooler today, I paired this dress with my purple jacket that I got at the Plenty warehouse sale and the Vancouver Convention Centre during Easter weekend this year.  I love it for its unique zippers and pockets.  My necklace is from Her Story Lockets and I got it when they had a booth at the PNE Marketplace last summer, and my lock earrings are from another booth that was also at the PNE during that time.  And my ring, of course, is from UBC.  

I wish the lighting was better so you could actually see the dress properly.  And I wish I had a full length mirror.  Oh well.

Fiftieth day of work selfie

Since Wednesday was supposed to be another cold and possibly rainy day, I reluctantly decided to wear pants, despite the fact that I had shaved my legs just a few days earlier.  These black pants are from Target and are a bit lighter than my Marshalls ones.  I got this top at Sears at Richmond Centre not too long before they closed.  My dad put it on his Sears card so it would be cheaper.  Thanks Dad!  Since the weather was cooler, I decided on my red Vero Moda blazer from The Bay.  This worked well, since these pants lack pockets, but this blazer has quite spacious ones.  My black scarf is from an Orb warehouse sale, my red video game heart necklace is from Fan Expo Vancouver, my red earrings are from a kiosk at Lansdowne Centre, my ring is from UBC, and my bracelet is from Dollarama.  It had also been five days since I’d washed my hair, and I didn’t plan on doing so anytime soon.  Whenever I happen to take the time to straighten my hair, I like to wait as long as I possibly can in order to prolong the effects.

Forty-ninth day of work selfie

So I wore a dress with no leggings on Tuesday, not realizing how cold it actually was.  What a fail.  If there was ever a day when I should have worn pants, that was probably it.  But my leg hair was growing back fast, and I wanted to go bare legged while I still could without having to shave again.  I’m stubborn that way.  I don’t dress based on the weather.  I dress based on whether or not I’ve shaved, and based on what clean clothes I can find that sort of match.  I knew it might be cold and rainy that day, but I didn’t care.

This dress is slightly longer than my other dresses, so somehow I thought that would make it more weather appropriate.  I got it at an Orb warehouse sale at the River Rock Casino.  I feel like I should be wearing a cowboy hat or something, just because I’m wearing denim.  When I was in high school, at an all girls school, they had an idea one year that they would make Valentine’s Day fun by making it a “couples day”, where you could find a partner and dress as some sort of famous couple.  My friend and I did Brokeback Mountain.  I was Heath Ledger.  And I was amazing.  But we unfortunately didn’t win a prize for our awesome efforts.  Probably because it was also a Catholic school and they weren’t ready to accept our same sex love story.

Anyway, I love jean jackets.  I got this one at Old Navy on Robson Street downtown when I had leftover super cash to spend.  I didn’t want to wear an actual rain jacket or anything even though it was cold, because it’s June and I’ve set aside the boots and the jackets.  But this jean jacket seemed acceptable.  It looks as though I haven’t quite set aside the scarves just as yet.  At least not for cold days.  I got this one from a vendor at the UBC Sub.  I got the red necklace as a Christmas gift from my grandma.  The Supernatural wing earrings are from Fan Expo Vancouver, my ring is from UBC, and my bracelet is from Suzy Shier.  I thought about touching up my nails, but I think they’re too far gone now so I’ll just let them keep chipping away until there’s nothing left to see.

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.

That time I almost blinded myself: The most epic staring contest of all time

Don’t you hate it when there’s something in your eye and it stings and itches and you can’t seem to get it out and your eyes begin to water?  That happened to me at work the other day and I was pretty much almost crying in my office.  I know you’re not supposed to rub your eyes, but sometimes I can’t help it because they get really itchy.  Damn allergies.  Also for a long while, my eyes would water every morning as I waited for the bus because the air and the weather were so cold that they had that effect, so it would look like I was just crying when really my eyes would just end up physically watering as a reaction to the cold.  Apparently this happened to my sister recently and some guy went up to her and asked if she was okay, because it looked like she was crying.

Anyway, this all made me think of the time when I went to the Bloggers in Sin City conference in Las Vegas a couple years ago.  It was less of a conference, and more of a get together where I got to do a lot of fun Vegas things and meet an awesome bunch of people who love social media as much as I do.  It was the second day of the conference, and we had our own private party welcome mixer at Serendipity 3, across from the Flamingo.  There were lots of appies and drinks.  And also games.  Because of course with a group of strangers, you’re going to have some sort of ice breaker type thing.  I remember we had to pair up and give our partners 8 second hugs.  I’m not a hugger, but the hugs were good.  The hugs are not what almost destroyed me.  What happened after the hugs was.

Serendipity 3

Serendipity 3

We had a staring contest.  I’m sure most of you have had staring contests at some point in your life.  Because it’s a stupid thing that we do because we can.  Mostly as children, but why not as adults?  But this wasn’t just your average staring contest.  It was literally the most intense staring contest, or possibly contest of any kind, that I’ve endured.  There were prizes at stake.  And good prizes too.  There were 68 of us, and with the exception of the organizers, we were all assigned a competitor to begin with.  Each group would have a stare off, and the winner of that pair would then move on to face another worthy opponent, and so on and so forth until one of us would emerge victorious.

Now, I’m not very good at a lot of things, competitively speaking.  I am terrible at sports.  And pretty terrible at video games too.  I can do decently at a few boardgames.  What sucks is that despite my lack of skill, I’m still a fairly competitive person.  I love winning.  Because who doesn’t?  Don’t we all want to be winners?  Since I have zero athletic ability, maybe this was my time to shine.  Staring?  I was good at that.  Hell, I stare all the time.  Sometimes I space out and don’t even realize I’m staring.  And blinking is so overrated.  I could totally do this, no problem.

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I fared quite well against my first few opponents.  My eyes were open far longer than theirs.  Finally, something I was good at.  I kept on going, beating every competitor who dared to stare into my eyes, for I stared back into theirs even harder.  They were simply no match for my supreme staring ability.  And then, there was Larissa.

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I didn’t really peg her for someone who was so competitive.  Nor did I peg her for someone who could or would make me cry.  But she was, and she did.  Maybe I had gotten a little too cocky by this point and had just instilled myself with a false sense of confidence?  Maybe I had strained my eyes a little at this point from all the previous stare offs?  Maybe Larissa was just a superhuman who doesn’t blink like a normal human being?    All these things would eventually lead to my downfall.

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We stared at each other like no one has ever stared before, our eyes piercing into one another’s as if seeing deep into our souls.  Perhaps she enacted some sort of gaze mind control trick, I can’t be too sure.  Minutes passed by and neither of us showed signs of blinking.  We had our game faces on and would not give in without a fight, no matter how painful.  And it was, indeed, painful.  As the minutes added up, my eyes eventually began to sting.  They were not meant to remain open for this long without blinking.  But no pain, no gain, right?  I could push through this.

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And then came the water works.  Tears began to stream down my face.  No, more like pour.  Rivers just pouring out of my eyes.  But still, I did not blink.  People watched in horror at this spectacle.  Larissa yelled at me to blink, partly because she wanted to win, and partly because I think she was genuinely concerned and slightly horrified that I was literally crying right in front of her.  I was a mess.  And so was my face.  I’m pretty sure I lost more tears that day than on any other day of my life.  At one point, I thought I saw Larissa blink but I was mistaken.  I’m pretty sure I couldn’t see clearly at that point anyhow.  But still I stared on, doing everything in my power to keep my eyes open, despite every fibre of my being telling me I needed to blink.  But as more time passed, I just couldn’t take it anymore, and I offered up a single blink.  It looked like I was crying because I lost, but really my tear ducts were just still messed up from my lack of blinking.  Larissa went on to the final round, beating out Kitty and winning the whole damn competition.  I can’t remember what it was exactly that she won.  I think it was a gift card and some cell phone stuff.  Like good tech stuff.  I tried to forget, since I was clearly envious.  The whole ordeal had been a lot harder for me than it had been for her, and yet she reaped the rewards.

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After my defeat, I had to sit for a while.  I know, it wasn’t like it was physically draining activity in terms of strength, but I was still a bit out of it.  And I couldn’t see properly.  Like my vision was really blurred.  I pride myself on having perfect vision and I was worried I may have jeopardized this all for a silly contest.  I made my way to try and find the bathroom, and the staff clearly though I was drunk, because I was out of it and stumbling and my makeup was all messed up.  Little did they know that this was because I couldn’t see properly.  I did my best to wipe away the last of the tears and to salvage my makeup and to gain my vision back.  Luckily, I managed to do so.

I don’t know if it’s possible to permanently damage your vision from excessive eye strain or lack of blinking, but I was so paranoid afterwards, especially when time had passed and my vision was still blurred.  Thankfully, it all went back to normal eventually and I vowed never to jeopardize my eyes like that ever again.  But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t secretly dream of a rematch in which I vowed revenge took back the glory that should have been mine…