May 23, 2007
consider yourself warned
Tomorrow is Charlie’s last day of school; it is also Beach Blanket Day for the little ones, and I’m in charge of basketball, which, according to Charlie’s teacher, will consist mostly of making sure the kids don’t kill each other. I’m good at that. My kids are both still alive, after all.
For now, at least.
Friday is Henry’s last day of school, which means that it’s Field Day, although I don’t know what exactly that means. But today when I picked him up, his teacher came out to the car to ask if I could PLEASE possibly come on Friday to help, and I said, sure but I will have Charlie, and he she said, fine! bring him! he can play! and then have a hot dog for lunch! and Charlie yelled, “I LOVE HOT DOGS!” and that sealed the deal.
So despite the fact that my ass has decided to welcome summer by suddenly acquiring it’s own zip code, I will be going outside! in shorts! two days in a row! Oh sure, they will be LONG shorts, the kind that cover my knees, but still! Prepare yourself, Oklahoma City. This may be ugly.
Tomorrow the forecast is for RAIN (did I mention that Beach Blanket Day is an OUTSIDE activity? why yes!) so I will be pairing my (long) shorts with an REI rain jacket I bought when I was pregnant with Henry. Completing the look: ball cap and running shoes. Oh yeah. THAT is HOTT.
Want to know what makes that whole rain-jacket-and-long-shorts thing even worse? I have a new writing gig! As a fashion blogger! God help us all! The fabulous people at Work It, Mom! have invited me to be their style blogger. Yes, really! I will be dishing about what to wear to work at The Working Closet (get it? working as in going to work AND working as in functioning properly! clever!) on Tuesdays and Fridays. And this seems like a good time to remind you that I’m also at BlogHer on Mondays and Thursdays; for the next couple of weeks, I will be talking about how to flatter every figure. Today: the apple!
And–one more thing!–I have that other blog, the one that started all this style blogging, although mostly what I seem to do there these days is complain about the complete lack of places to shop if you’re over 21 and larger than a size two. Sometimes, though, I still give advice, if I am feeling particularly generous or I have extra questions in my mailbox. Today’s advice: don’t ever leave the house in a men’s small rain jacket from REI. Ever.
Okay then! If you have questions about what to wear to work or how to create a waist or where the fashion industry SHOULD be focusing, shoot me an e-mail. And if you see me in the next two days, do not, for the love of all that is holy, mention my ass. Or the rain jacket. That is all.
Posted by Susan @ 7:59 pm • Uncategorized
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May 24th, 2007 at 9:05 am, M&Co. Says:
And it’s raining!
May 24th, 2007 at 4:27 pm, Amber Says:
I had NO idea a person could get away with such an outfit for Beach Blanket Day. Evidentally, your new role is also TREND SETTER!
May 24th, 2007 at 7:15 pm, Liz Says:
More Susan - yay! Congrats on the new gig, I look forward to reading more style tips. Good luck tomorrow!
May 24th, 2007 at 7:35 pm, Karyn Says:
Susan - you can stand behind me. Nobody will even SEE your ass, because a) it will be obscured and b) they will be busy trying not to get sucked into the orbit of MY ass.
You are too funny - and ROCK ON with your stylin’ self! I can’t wait to check those out…
May 25th, 2007 at 1:16 pm, Anonymous Says:
An ass with gravitational pull. too funny!
May 27th, 2007 at 12:23 am, tAnYeTTa Says:
I’ve noticed many of the fashions are looking very maternityish (is that a word)
the last thing i want to bring attention to is my midsection.
i only wear polo shirts and jeans. i can’t figure out how to dress cuter without looking like i’m 6 months pregnant.
do you have any tips or stores that a sahm like myself can shop and not break the bank and not look like i’m preggo? thanks
May 28th, 2007 at 3:47 pm, Staci Schoff Says:
Cool on the new gig! I could so use your help — Don’t throw anything at me, but I have LOST so much weight recently that everything I own that is nice enough to wear to work looks like a giant potato sack on me! And I can’t shop alone!