Wednesday

Tough day. Up very late, until early morning due to a friend issue. Got up, showered (though couldn't wash the hair due to new highlights) and realized I felt like complete crap. Emailed work that I would be a bit late and took a 2 hour nap on the couch. Got up, got dressed and drove straight to Starbucks for a much needed caffiene fix. I felt as though I looked like complete crap, I was wearing my "safety outfit" which is polished but takes little thought or care. A guy whistled at me int he Starbucks parking lot so I felt far better. Isn't it funny how a skeeve can whistle at you on most days and you want to tell them to jerk off, but when you feel less than pretty it is the most wonderful sound in the world?

Black stretch v-neck from Banana Republic. Black trousers with seam down the front of the leg, from Ann Taylor. Black pumps from B.P./Nordstrom. Short pearl necklace from Monet, longer one from Limited.

Hair is dirty, pulled back with an accordion headband so I don't look like a bag lady.

Makeup is Bare Minerals foundation and Warmth, two coats of L'oreal Voluminous mascara on Shu Eumura curled lashes. I think a hint of Nars Orgasm ont he apples of the cheeks so I don't look like death warmed over. And my lips? the Body Shop's Beech lip liner with Goldie's Blossom lipgloss over it. Not too fancy, but enough to make me not look utterly craptastic in public. Oh, and large black plastic sunglasses when outside to cover the bags under my eyes.