It's Beginning to Look Like a Trend

Get excited because tomorrow is going to be a countdown of the 10 best and worst outfits to wear to an audition!

However, today is a whole different story.  I didn’t eat, didn’t sleep, did pee, lost a few friends I’m sure, and traveled the education mountain of work I had yesterday, uphill both ways in the snow, barefoot and pregnant*, my intestines falling out and slowly being eaten by the rabid wild hogs that were following me. Every single professor had something due. And I’m not talking about some little worksheet. I am talking about a problem set, a 20-minute presentation on Medea, a summary of the ancient world from creation through the final judgment, and an ekphrasis (a summary of a piece of art) and a quiz. The whining will now end.

*I am not actually pregnant. This is a saying. Do not run and tell my parents.

Last night, Lovers & Madmen, the ultimate theatre board of nerdiness, had a publicity photo shoot. We are trying this year to go for a more neutral approach. While we do focus on the classics and Shakespeare and other ancient dorks, we would like to try and attract some normalish people to join this year. The theme of our shoot was “Keeping the Classics Classy”. In my head I was thinking a very James Bond, classic family portraits, clean lines and shapes in sharp formal wear. It turned into a nothing less than a lovely experience of the complete opposite. We had people dueling over women, licking swords and not to mention my nipples were everywhere. I was wearing this American Apparel dress:

Actually impossible to wear.

It is backless and hence I was braless thinking it would be a quick photo shoot and we are outta there. False. It turns out that the film building keeps its studios colder than a Texan in Antarctica due to the heat of the lights. I’m sure this would have been appreciated had I been wearing real clothes. Unfortunately my mind was on seducing the young and not on keeping myself protected from the elements. The photographer said he would photoshop out what ever seemed inappropriate. I will be sure to show y’all some of those photos soon.

I am going to try to appeal to my public and make at least a part of this blog about something I am slowly feeling more strongly about: fashion. Really what this means is I will tell you what I am wearing each day and how I feel about it. I have made a pact with myself that I will at least try and look presentable every day of fall quarter. I would say the whole year but sweatpants in winter are the best and I am not quite strong enough to give up the security of my worn in Theta butt pants, the ones that degrade the sisterhood because my letters are splattered across my buttocks.  I wear them probably 2-3 times a week in private and they can be brought out to view by all the north-campus frat stars about once a week. The point is, I spend way too much time now, the night before, piecing together ensembles I find appropriate enough to don outside of my lair. It is not something that comes naturally to me. I can do the matchy-matchy concept but when it comes to mixing colors and patterns I pee myself a little. So I am starting slowly. Today I decided on the ever neutral denim shirt. Why these were stashed away so long I am not sure. They are great. I will always keep mine. It is pieced with an Urban Outfitters skirt with birds on it. I like birds. I like Urban. I like things on sale. This skirt was all three and therefore is now covering my rumpus. Paired with some white keds, a brown wide belt and a bullet necklace, I feel pretty confident today. Of course I forgot my sunglasses and I have been squinting at everyone which is probably not adding to my appearance but no one needs to look at my face if everything else is in fair condition. 

There. I have appealed to people who don't care about my personal life. Now maybe I should look back up at the board. Logic is not actually that logical... 

Picture of Daily Emotion. Today: overwhelmed.