Another profitable Valentine's day at the restaurant. As long as we do not get another ice storm. Last year was great, and would have been wonderful, but for a minor natural disaster. This year I hope to kick start my personal economy.
I have to admit, I got real tired of the complements I received on my valentines outfit. I am very lucky that I have a good eye for style, and color. I did not plan the outfit, through it together at the last minute, and you would think I was walking the runways in Milan. Carson would be so proud. It was a pretty simple outfit. A red blazer, a crisp white shit, black tuxedo pants and patent leather shoes.
accessories included a red bow tie, that was tied in a Windsor knot, stuffed through a one inch large pearl ring pin. A Pin that looked like a giant ring, placed where a tie tack would go. The Faux Pearl was the size of a marble. In the pocket I had a yellow flourish scarf, that ended up looking like a flower almost. As I was putting it together, this was the process. Out of shower "I think I have a red blazer...." I did, then got the shirt and pants and shoes together. Looking through my ties, I found the red bow. I then looked in the mirror, and felt I need to take focus away from all the red, the yellow scarf fit the bill perfectly. I then wanted a tie tack. I was in a hurry, I was not sure where my limited collection of tie tacks were. I did know where my box of jewelry I bought wholesale was. Then I saw the giant ring pin - and knew it'd be perfect for my use. Sure I do not want to seem immodest, but I was overwealmed with compliments, as though people were breaking doors down to give me one. I now know what it is like to be a pretty girl, constantly being hit on or complimented. You become numb.
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