I'm always looking for new ideas. Concepts to develop into fun projects. I find the challenge of creating something new to be fulfilling. That hard part is coming up with a good idea.
I just had one. It occurred to me while watching a video this morning posted by one of my favorite bloggers, Thera.
This idea is this -- to create outfits inspired by different animals. The outfits will be fairly-normal (in that you could wear them in public) but they will possess a distinctive animalism. The outfits won't be costumes, but my makeup may be more extreme than one might wear to work.
An underlying genesis of this idea is my grave dissatisfaction with being limited to photographing myself indoors. I want to go outside! I want to pose in front of trees! I want my skirt to flow on a swing!
My nosy neighbors make posing in my backyard troublesome, so I've asked a friend who has a beautiful backyard garden if she'd let me pose there. She said yes, so that started me thinking about what I could wear in a garden. Which morphed into what I could be in a garden.
My first idea is a butterfly. Their multiple colors, their flitting beauty. You may be surprised to learn I already own butterfly wings, which I've worn on the blog before. Time to pull them out of the closet and strap them to a quasi-butterfly outfit.
A second idea is a cat. Who doesn't like cats? I can just picture myself painting whiskers on my face.
What do you think? Would this work as a project? Have you ever done anything similar?
Friday, January 10, 2014
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Icy Blue
I found a new top and skirt at a thrift-store for pennies. Literally pennies. The pieces appeal to me because of their color. A pleasing blue with complimentary hues.
I hope you're staying warm; it's cold around the country.
I hope you're staying warm; it's cold around the country.
Monday, January 6, 2014
Legs
I believe a woman's legs are the pinnacle of female beauty. Their shapely contours, their smooth surface... they are a delight to behold. Nature made women pretty and everyone can appreciate that.
Fortunately, our legs are the last thing to go. With a paucity of attractive assets, my legs are my best feature. That's why I display them so often. Go with your strength, I believe.
I just bought a pair of shoes specifically to NOT be looked at. I bought nude pumps hoping they'd disappear when people look at me. I want them to function as extensions of my legs without calling attention to themselves.
The pumps are an inexpensive purchase from Payless. Occasionally that store has size-12 shoes, so I pop in every so often with the hope of finding something.
I wore these shoes today with an outfit that isn't shown in the pictures. To avoid posting too many photos, I'll show you the clothes tomorrow. In the meantime, here are my legs.
Do you like your legs? How do you present them? In heels? With colored or patterned tights?
Fortunately, our legs are the last thing to go. With a paucity of attractive assets, my legs are my best feature. That's why I display them so often. Go with your strength, I believe.
I just bought a pair of shoes specifically to NOT be looked at. I bought nude pumps hoping they'd disappear when people look at me. I want them to function as extensions of my legs without calling attention to themselves.
The pumps are an inexpensive purchase from Payless. Occasionally that store has size-12 shoes, so I pop in every so often with the hope of finding something.
I wore these shoes today with an outfit that isn't shown in the pictures. To avoid posting too many photos, I'll show you the clothes tomorrow. In the meantime, here are my legs.
Do you like your legs? How do you present them? In heels? With colored or patterned tights?
Saturday, January 4, 2014
First Outfit Of The Year
Happy New Year!
Considering my first outfit-post of 2014, I decided to make it special. I broke out a stylish new piece from Rachel Roy that I picked up in a thrift-store for $8. Eight dollars! It's brand-new and fits me like a... well, you'll learn.
This "dress" is actually a romper. Yes! I've been searched for rompers since they popped up on blogs last year. I like their femininity and ease. The shorts underneath the skirt obviate anxiety about hem-length -- and you know I prefer short. Of course, going to the Ladies Room is a complicated dance but that's the price you pay for fashion.
I like how the romper drapes. I like its color. I like its epaulets.
What do you think?
Friday, January 3, 2014
Things I Saw Today
After sunset tonight, I went walking around the neighborhood. Despite the frigid cold, the world was awash with vibrant visual imagery. I had a point-and-shoot camera which, despite its low tech, captured these photos.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Starting It Off Right
My New Year's resolution is to work less and restore balance to my life. So when I felt the urge to go into the office today, I fought it. There must be a special circle in Hell for people who break their resolutions on the first day of the year. (Checking Dante's "Inferno"...)
Few activities please me more than riding a motorcycle. It's inherently fun. Especially on a fast bike like my Yamaha FZ-1. This motorcycle is a thrill machine. Super-fast, accelerates like a bullet, and handles like a racing bike.
So when expected snow didn't arrive, I knew what my first choice for fun was. I took the Yamaha out for a spirited ride. Stretched both its and my legs. It's good to ride in Winter; the bracing cold wind reminds you of nature's powerful force.
What did you do on the first day of the year?
Life On The Periphery
We tend to get caught up in our lives and lose sight of the bigger picture. That happens to me, particularly when my work gets demanding, causing my perspective to narrow.
It also happens when, as recently, I get wrapped in a warm cocoon. The past two months (my birthday and the holidays) were a shower of love, gifts and well-wishes. What a welcome wave of affection.
Today, a thought suddenly popped into my head about how inexplicable this is. How odd that people visit my blog. And like what I post. I mean, I'm a person of confusing gender, older by decades than most readers, and I talk about strange things like motorcycles, Bitcoin and sociology. According to prevailing norms, I shouldn't be followed by anyone, let alone sweet bloggers with benevolent spirits.
Despite being unable to explain this reality, I savor it. I gratefully wallow in it. After a lifetime of isolation due to my gender-deviance, I embrace that quirk and accept any good that comes from being honest about it. I celebrate who I am -- because who else can I be? This is my only authentic self.
Thank you. Thank you for reading. Thank you for being nice to me.
It also happens when, as recently, I get wrapped in a warm cocoon. The past two months (my birthday and the holidays) were a shower of love, gifts and well-wishes. What a welcome wave of affection.
Today, a thought suddenly popped into my head about how inexplicable this is. How odd that people visit my blog. And like what I post. I mean, I'm a person of confusing gender, older by decades than most readers, and I talk about strange things like motorcycles, Bitcoin and sociology. According to prevailing norms, I shouldn't be followed by anyone, let alone sweet bloggers with benevolent spirits.
Despite being unable to explain this reality, I savor it. I gratefully wallow in it. After a lifetime of isolation due to my gender-deviance, I embrace that quirk and accept any good that comes from being honest about it. I celebrate who I am -- because who else can I be? This is my only authentic self.
Thank you. Thank you for reading. Thank you for being nice to me.
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