Thursday, December 01, 2011

I have no words.

Remember remember the first of Dressember

I am speechless. Bereft of words. Exhausted and ineloquent. I have been under an intense amount of work-related stress. Which I do not talk about on the internet.

I realised last night that the last time I can pinpoint feeling wholly well was sometime around my birthday. Oh the joys that stress brings. Joy and hairloss and a weakened immune system.

Suffice it to say that I'm currently unemployed.
I'm sure I will be employed soon enough, but in the mean time I will enjoy my redundancy payments for a few days at least.

Also! I am taking part in Dressember.

I think I was somewhat drunk when Amy suggested it on Twitter. We had missed "Frocktober" and ... it kind of grew from there.

So. For the 31 days of December I will be wearing skirts or dresses or ... anything that is not trousers.
There is one dress I adore which is a smidgeon too short and will need shortshorts to be worn underneath but aside from that, it will be all dresses, all the time.

Why? I have no earthly idea. BUT I AM DOING IT ANYWAY. There is little I like more than ridiculous challenges. You will probably see terrible grainy instagram photos every day as well. Because I also like to share my ridiculous challenges.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

365 in 2011

Oh Darling 365

Sunday: dinner at the parents'
Just the usual Sunday night dinner at the parents'. Photo party on their side table.

Monday: another addition to my Meadowlark obsession
Another addition to my Meadowlark obsession collection.

Tuesday: tree outside the supreme court
A tree and the supreme court.

Wednesday: occupy wellington.
Checking out the bridge for sign waving and I spotted the Occupy Wellington crew.

Thursday: open day at the Hikitia
Some kind of open day on the Hikitia. It was sunny but oh so very windy.

Friday: pink and red
I quite like the clash of pink and red.

Saturday: exercising my democratic right
I voted. And went to my first ever election night party.


Haircut. Pretty sure I hate it.
Haircut. Pretty sure I hate it.