Leggings-as-pants Part 457

After Anne's rehearsal dinner a week ago, a couple of us, including Anne, went out to have a drink. While at the lovely outside bar on Bardstown Road in Louisville, Amanda told us all that she had something to tell us.

I seriously thought that she was going to announce that she and her husband were going to have a baby.

The truth was, she said, even better than her having a baby.

She gloriously whipped out a magazine clipping and handed it to me. One one side was Queen Latifah. I looked at Amanda with questions in my eyes.

"Not that side!" she said.

I turned it over.

There was Lindsay Lohan wearing, you guessed it: Leggings-as-pants. The clip reads, and I quote, "Myth: Leggings can sub for pants" as the title! It was a magazine clipping validating all that I know is true and holy in the fashion world.

Leggings do not equal pants. It says: "Gunn insists that they must be worn under an article of clothing that stops somewhere between an inch above your knee and the middle of your thigh (think a casual skirt, long tunic or shirtdress). In other words: Keep your rear covered. 'If it's shorter, then the look is vulgar,' he says." WHOO-HOO!!!!!

Amanda said she opened the magazine right to that page, like it wanted to be seen! And she had to give it to me!

Because this leggings-as-pants as the new inside joke is getting totally out of hand in a good way, I had to do what I did last night.

Last night I cleaned out my closet. A couple of days ago I found my proofs from my senior pictures, taken in August of 1999. Hal looked through them, paused, looked closer at one picture and said, "You still have this shirt."

Indeed. I still wear it all the time. The shirt is almost a decade old and is in constant rotation still.

Because of this, I am going shopping tonight for some new shirts. And to do so, I started gathering some clothing to give away.

During this purge I found something fabulous.

Yes, I found leggings.

The origin of the leggings are not for fashion purposes of any kind. Amanda and I took a modern dance class in college (I should write a whole post about that, probably) and for our recital (HA!) we needed all black dance costumes, which meant a leotard thingy and leggings. Mysteriously, the leggings have survived the move from Lexington to Erlanger to Independence to Bloomington.

So I took this picture to email to my friends:
There I am, in leggings-as-pants splendor, collar popped and all. (Ignore that I'm standing on our bed in order to get a picture, and, of course, ignore the thunder thighs! Sigh.)

Megan emailed me immediately saying, among other things: "I think I'm now terribly afraid of what might come out of that closet!"

Amanda has yet to respond.

I fear she has passed out in terror or glee. I'm not sure which.

Hmmmm

Please tell me it's not just me that thinks there is something wrong with the title of this book:

"The Complete Idiot's Guide to Homeschooling."

Anne's rings

Anne was crazy and let me take some pictures of her wedding rings while she slept on Friday night. The light was a table lamp (awful) and the red thing was actually my skirt.

YAY!

(pictures by Tine Hoffman)

Today is, again, a very special day.

Army brother, brother Donnie, turns 24 today.

Although Donnie is currently spending some time in Alaska, we were able to chat last night at midnight my time, so the beginning of his birthday here! It was 8 p.m. his time and he was headed out to dinner with friends.

Brother is a man of few words, but when he opens his mouth, gems come out. And by gems, I mean funny, witty things (not like that princess who actually had gems come out of her mouth). Hilarity ensues when stories are told by or about him. Example: Dad asked him 30 questions on the way home from soccer practice back in high school. Donnie gave 30 one-word answers. Dad, frustrated, said, "Donnie, I asked you 30 questions and you gave me 30 one-word answers. What's the deal?!" Donnie replied, "They weren't hard questions."

Knowing that next year his birthday probably won't be spent on American soil, it was nice to talk with him last night. I hope that he had a wonderful birthday up there in the great north, where it's finally starting to warm up again.

I'm looking forward to seeing him in August!

Happy Birthday, D.

Coming up...

Tomorrow I will travel to Louisville to help Anne prepare for her fabulous wedding on Saturday!

Things to come:

1.pictures from Anne's wedding (and some with the new lens!)
2. report of my thesis topic -- hammered out on Monday.
3. sunny Florida!

(Summer is supposed to be less busy, right?)

Welcome to Summer

I feel like summer is finally here.

I was finished on Wednesday, but summer began today because I have all my grades and so I can stop worrying (I'm a worrier about grades). Good news, I did well in all my classes!

There are several things on my to-do list for this summer. The most daunting is my thesis, which I will begin in the next week or so with a meeting with my adviser.

I am also picking up several odd jobs to make some extra cash, because gas prices continue to rise, making our frequent treks home more and more expensive. I am going to be doing some transcription work for two different doctoral students and am also working on a coding project for my adviser.

Other than those things, summer will be spent going to Florida, going to a ton of weddings, and catching up on reading stuff for fun!