Hiii guys! What's up?! Guess where I am?! MAINE! Pretty cool stuff, huh? I posted this from my cellular phone because I am a hip millennial. I know what's up. JK I don't have a clue. But it's OK because I'm turning 30 in TWO DAYS so I don't need to worry anymore about technology and apps and twerking and any of that young people stuff. I'm officially and oldster and THANK GOD. I've been patiently awaiting the day when I could start unironically wearing holiday themed sweater sets and listening to Joni Mitchell all day and my time is almost here. BOOM. But enough about my impending old age for the moment...I have some deeper thoughts to share on that next week.
Do try not to die of anticipation in the meantime.
Ok enough jibberbabber, these lobster rolls aren't going to eat themselves. Let us all gather round, join hands and take a look at what was keeping it awkward this week.
This Chocolate Fountain:
We went to a wedding last weekend (and are attending another tomorrow!) and they had so much amazing food, I honestly think I gained 14 lbs before the day was through. hashtag worth it. hashtag bigtime.
One of the highlights of the evening was the chocolate fountain and then another highlight was watching me try to scrub chocolate out of my dress.
Oh did I mention the dress was borrowed?!
Sorry, Mary! I love you!
Don't worry, I took it to get dry-cleaned.
The cleaner was super impressed with my spillage skillz. In addition to the obvious chocolate stain, there was another lighter blob running down the front of the skirt.
"What's this?" He asked. "Water stain?"
"WATER?!" I chortled. "OH that, good sir, is wine."
You literally can not take me anywhere.
Guys, I went to get an iced coffee yesterday morning and when I tried to put my straw in the lid it had no straw hole!! WHAT! So I went to the counter to ask for another lid and she exasperatedly told me those were the only lids they had.
Like I was the obnoxious moron asking for a lid with a straw hole.
Am I living in an alternate reality? Are we no longer doing straw holes? Out of trend for Fall 2014?
Good news is the knife set we received as a wedding gift is S-H-A-R-P!
Bad news is I'm a spaz and now missing a large chunk out of the top of my finger.
I was rushing around to get dinner on the table because despite my protestations to the contrary last week, I do NOT know how to go with the flow and was having a light about how it was Sunday night and I needed to eat a healthy dinner and it was already 8 PM and I need to go to bed at 9 PM and there's so much to DOOO and slice: right into my fingie. It hurt so much! And bled all over the place.
Lesson learned: CHILL OUT.
JK but I'm working on it.
Also thank GAWD this happened after the wedding, seeing as how it's my ring finger. Would have looked real cute.
Some women like to draw further attention to their engagement/wedding ring fingers by adding a little gems or designs to that finger nail (I like to judge these women because come on, girls, you already have a ring...we get it) but I'm taking it a fun, sassy step further by accessorizing with a gaping wound and huge bandage.
Now THAT is what's Hot for Fall 2014.
Photo taken on a different day...same week...as the photo above. I think I need to spice up my wardrobe.
This shirt unbuttons really easily around the booble region. It's not a huge deal, it is barely noticeable and usually I catch it but apparently not always. The other morning I came up out of the subway lugging my big bag, walked a few feet and caught the eye of a woman and thought she was smiling at me so I smiled back and then I realized she was actually silently mouthing something at me.
"Youuurrrrr braaaaa" her mouth said, soundlessly.
I looked down and sure enough, my entire left boob was hanging out. And I mean all of it. OUT.
The shirt had not only unbuttoned but fallen fully open and the whole thing was out there for the world to see.
Luckily the actual boob itself was still covered...but by THE most sensible nude bra imaginable so...maybe worse?
Oy yoy yoy! Happy Morning, New York.
This Hot Look:
OH YES the laundry backpack still lives! I decided to multitask the other night by getting happy hour beers with a pal whilst simultaneously doing laundry at the laundromat across the street, which resulted in this SEXXXXYYYY look of me sipping IPA's with my laundry backpack strapped high and proud.
And that was my week! If you would like to read more about awkwardness, someone wrote a hella long, boring, overly introspective article about it for the New Yorker this week. Apparently people enjoy awkward humor because we live in a post 9-11 world and something about our parents never teaching us about sex? Or something? I don't know. I couldn't get through it. A little too intellectual for my taste but maybe you'll enjoy it?
Just kidding. Have a fabbo weekend, my chicklets. Any fun plans?!
xoxoox 29 YEAR OLD LIZ LIVE FROM MAINE!!!