Sixty-seventh day of work selfie

I know it’s hot as hell today, but I didn’t feel like shaving so I’m wearing pants.  Besides, I said I didn’t want to let the weather dictate my choice of clothing.  If I’d read the news before I left the house this morning, I probably would’ve worn something rainbow coloured to celebrate marriage equality in the States.  I got this top at a department store called Red Apple in Revelstoke.  I went there with my family a couple years ago because my dad had a reunion with some of his high school buddies.  I don’t think I could ever live in a small town.  Shopping wise, I was like “This is it?”.  Red Apple is kind of like a Winners or a Walmart, but smaller with not as much stuff.  But I managed to pick up few nice things there, this top included.  My mint green cardigan is from Jacob and my black pants are from Winners.  My Swarovski necklace was a Christmas gift from my cousins.  My bracelet is from Sears and my ring is from UBC.  These earrings are new.  I got them at Payless, along with some other BOGO jewellery over the weekend.  I guess maybe I’ll shave tomorrow and start wearing dresses again.  Maybe.

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Fifty-fourth day of work selfie

Its annoying how almost all of my dresses are too short to wear without leggings.  This one is just long enough.  You know how some places make pants in a long or tall size?  Can they make dresses like that as well?  I remember one time in high school, my friend let me borrow her short skirt, but on me it was more like a mini skirt.  I remember saying that a long skirt for her would be a short skirt for me, a short skirt for her would be a mini skirt for me, and a mini skirt for her would basically be a belt for me.

I asked my mom if this dress was too short when I was leaving the house and she was like “Just be careful when you’re sitting down, especially on the bus.”  I told her I probably wouldn’t get a seat anyway, so it would be fine.  The worst thing about wearing a short dress is having your legs directly against the gross bus seats when you sit down.  My friend told me to do the finger length test and put my arms by my side, and if the dress was past my fingers, then it was fine.  Is that an actual thing that people do?  Apparently they used to make employees do that when I worked at Jacob.  I don’t remember though, I guess I mostly wore pants there.

I got this purple dress from Urban Behavior at Metrotown (It always bothers me to write “Behavior” without a “u” in it).  I got the tank top underneath it from Jacob, when I worked at the Richmond Centre location before they went out of business.  The dress is really thin and would possibly be a bit see-through without it.  In which case, the length would no longer matter.  I got the floral jacket from Suzy Shier at Capilano mall.  My mom asked me if it was new. It’s not, but this is only the second time I’ve worn it.  The necklace and bracelet are both from Claires, the ring is from UBC, and the music note earrings are from a booth outside the PNE Marketplace.  My continually chipping nail polish matches my outfit again.  I really like that colour.  But apparently not enough to maintain a proper manicure.

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.

Twenty-fifth day of work selfie

Okay, so this isn’t my favourite outfit and the colours are all kind of dark.  But not everyday can be expected to be bright and colourful.  I got this plaid, button down dress from an Orb warehouse sale at Delta Town and Country Inn a few years ago.  I’m generally not a fan of plaid at all and this is one of the few plaid items I actually own.  It was in a box of stuff that was marked 2 for $10, so how could I not buy it?  The brown sweater is from Bryan’s at Lansdowne Centre.  This olive green scarf is from a three pack I ordered from Avon.  The key and flower necklace is from Claire’s.  Sadly, the chain actually broke at the back, so now instead of fastening it with the clasp, I had to actually tie a knot in the chain to keep it together.  But you can’t tell so it’s fine.  I don’t know if you can tell from the picture, but the green earrings I’m wearing, also from Claire’s, are tiny zippers.  I always get comments on them when I wear them since it’s something different.  I have a love/hate relationship with zippers, and these earrings are symbolic of that. I think my hatred of plaid stems from my having to wear a plaid kilt for five years in high school.

I went to the library

My new library card

Yeah, I know, you’re thinking what?  Me?  Go to the library?  Why would I go and do something like that?  Well the other day, I had some errands to run and there happened to be a library in the area.  I decided to go in, since I had time to kill and nothing important left to do.  Also I really needed to use the bathroom.  That was pretty much the only reason I went in.  But I thought while I was there I would look around a bit.  And I decided I may as well take out a few books.

But I didn’t have a library card.  I don’t know what happened to it.  I must have lost it at some point.  It hadn’t been used in years.  What purpose would I have to use it?  If I needed to do research for school, I could use the UBC libraries.  Or better yet, I could use the internet.  What need did I have for books?  If I did happen to want to read something for fun, my mom was always taking out books from the library, so I could always just borrow one of hers to read if I had the time to do so.

But it’s been a while since I’ve read for fun.  In school, there were far too many readings already.  I had a bunch of books for my classes that I wasn’t reading.  There would be no point taking out library books so they could sit there unread as well.  But I thought maybe I should start again and occasionally read something because I want to read it.  I do that with blogs right now, but I suppose reading a couple novels couldn’t hurt either.

I applied for a new library card upon realizing I no longer had one.  I think there may have been fines on the previous one.  Oh well.  I ended up taking out six books and they are all due in a month.  Yeah, I’m not going to read them all.  But that’s what renewing is for.  In a second year English class I took, I constantly renewed a couple books for the whole term, because that way I saved money and didn’t have to buy them.  And in a second year Political Science class, I renewed some books about Hobbes like 20 times when I had to write a paper.  And I either misplaced them or just didn’t want to bother taking them back.  Clicking the renew button a bunch of times until they were recalled was just easier.

Have I read any of the six books I took out?  No.  No I have not.  But I did start one of them.  It was about finding a career after graduation.  It has yet to be helpful.  I knew it wouldn’t be, but I thought I’d go ahead and give it a try anyway.  I started reading it at the bus stop and on the bus on my way home that day.  Because that was day 1 of my 2.5 days without my cell phone.  I figured I would use a book as a substitute while my phone recovered.  But ever since getting my phone back, I haven’t touched any of the books.  Go figure.

I realized that one of the reasons I don’t like to borrow books from the library is I tend to misplace them.  I mean I find them soon enough, but occasionally end up with a very small fine.  One year in high school, I think it was Grade 9, I couldn’t get my yearbook on the last day because of an unpaid library fine.  So while everyone else was signing each others’ yearbooks, I had to go to the library and wait there for them to let me pay my stupid fine, I think it was like $2 or something.  And by the time that was over and I got my yearbook, people were getting ready to leave and less eager to sign it.  Not that I would’ve gotten a lot of great messages or anything.  But still.

So now I have six books which I may or may not read before they are due.  Who am I kidding, I definitely won’t.  But I may read a couple.  That much I can manage.  And renew the others.  Or renew them all probably, because when the hell am I going to go back to the library?

The 6 books I borrowed from the library

Why do I wear makeup?

I never wore makeup in high school.  We technically weren’t supposed to because it was a private school.  But that rule was never really followed.  It wasn’t as important as the rules against nail polish or big earrings.  Which was unfortunate because I enjoyed wearing both those things.  I thought that wearing makeup in high school would have been pointless anyway.  It was an all girls school.  Who would I be trying to impress?

I never understood it when I would see girls applying their makeup in excess, when I had never even used foundation before and the thought of an eyelash curler kind of scared me.  There was just no need.  But if I suppose if I had the money and the know how at that point in time, I would have used it too.  It wasn’t about trying to impress anyone.  It was about making yourself feel good.  And also impressing the people you would be seeing after school.

It wasn’t until nearing the end of high school that I actually started wearing makeup.  In Grade 12 I figured I should try and make some sort of an effort for grad.  Up until that point it was mainly lip gloss and eye shadow and that was pretty much it.  Eye shadow was fairly easy and I liked trying certain colours.  The first time I actually bought eye shadow was long before that, at the end of Grade 7.  I remember my mom told me not to get it because I didn’t need it and then she got upset when I bought it anyway.

Today, I usually wear makeup whenever I leave the house.  You can’t always tell, since you would rarely see me without and not know the difference.  It’s one of those things, once you start, you need it from then on.  I envy those girls who never have to wear foundation because their skin is flawless and they look better without it.  I soon learned that I was not one of those girls.  I think I developed a bit of a superstition as well, and I feel like bad things happen when I don’t wear makeup.  There have been certain days when I’ve decided to go without it, and they were not good days at all.  It must be a sign.

My mom has always told me that I didn’t need makeup.  She still does.  She tells me that I should just “let my natural beauty shine through”.  This sounds like good advice and a sweet thing to say, but it’s not something that I’m willing to do.  Although I do a pretty crappy job of putting it on anyway, so it’s not like it actually improves upon my “natural beauty” that much anyway.  My mom doesn’t wear makeup, so I was always pretty clueless about it.  And I never really learned how to properly put it on.

I also hate how expensive it is.  My mom made me think of how much money I would save if I were to just go without it.  The other day I spent $31 at the makeup counter.  Which isn’t a lot, since there was a deal.  But my mom thought it was a lot because she felt it was unnecessary.  But it was nothing compared to the lady in front of me who was buying some expensive products that I wasn’t willing or able to splurge on.  I mean I don’t buy the completely crappy stuff, not anymore anyway.  But considering I’m somewhat incompetent at applying it, there seems to be no point in me springing for the best quality stuff.  And since I do such a crappy application job, maybe my “natural beauty” can peak through it just a little.