The hell with classic and jazz and swing – *NSYNC reunited for 110 lovely seconds at the VMAs this week and I am still giddy.
My new jam is Some Dreams, which is such an early song it was never released on a CD. It’s upbeat and sweet, though. And I’ve realized that somehow, despite have many dozen live performances and unreleased songs in my iTunes, I am missing their first album. How did that happen? I’ll have to dig out my CD at some point.
Saturday I went for date #2 with the guy from a few weeks back – who ended up being cuter and more charming than I remembered. We had fun at the museum and I entirely geeked out at all the fun sciencey things. So that was a yay – even if that was it with him, it was time well spent.
Anthropologie Espaliared Tunic, Gap camisole, Old Navy flirt capris, Forever 21 phone booth necklace, Converse
I was waiting in the sun for a little bit Saturday, and inexplicably have a sunburned patch the size and width of my index finger on my shoulder. WTF? Seriously.
Gap top, Bebe waistcoat, Old Navy flirt skirt, vintage choker, Sketchers wedges
When I got to my friend’s for the VMAs last night, she eyed me and said I looked like I was from the 90s, but pulling it off. Score! That’s exactly what I was aiming for. I like to try new and slightly risky things when I work Sundays – it’s only an afternoon, and fewer people see me. I tried out my shorts/tights combo on a Sunday last year, too. I don’t think I’ll go back to this outfit idea any time soon, but it was super fun to try.
What’s not super fun: the hundreds of hits on my blog this weekend resulting from google searches about people trying to find my phone number, email, contact, etc. Don’t be creepy, searchers! Seriously. And if you stumble on this blog and realize you know me, just TELL me. I have my photograph in 99% of the posts on here, it’s not like I am hiding.
Don’t be creepy should be the cardinal rule of the internet.