Sunday Best

I was to wear my Sunday best, even though I had serious issues with a few of my garments and other items I might refer to today as accessories. The black buckled boots for rainy mornings and the little English riding cap that the parents thought was so cute and beneficial, were banes of my existence on that 7th day at church. I always wore a tie, but that was no problem. After all, in a few short years, I'd spend four years wearing them in high school. And then there was the winter coat. Where or where did they find that? It was a puky brown color with some type of fur collar. I drove them crazy by demanding to wear it collar up to try to disguise it. Hey Mom, Dad, I'm trying to get girls here! Yes, even at church. Some nights, I still wake up in a cold sweat thinking I've got to find that black footwear. Fast forward to today... why oh why I'm I fixated on Project Runway, that fashion design show? Ok, take Heidi Klum out of the equation, and why, why, why?

Guilty Pleasures

Guilty pleasures. We all have them. For some of us, it's stashing chocolate, stopping for ice cream or maybe ordering fried food when we know it's a no no. Me? I'm sort of hooked on late night 'reality tv'. It's like rubber necking at the scene of a bad car accident. I know I should say "look away, it's hideous", but I just can't. I might watch a season and never again, but will move on to the next. Hey, I'm not afraid to admit it, "The Deadliest Catch" "Ice Road Truckers", "American Pickers", "The Housewives of NYC"(all bitches!), "Storage Wars", "The Millionaire Matchmaker" and more. I've sampled them all. But the creme de la creme has to be "Project Runway" with Heidi Klum(ooh la la!) and her buddy Tim Gunn('make it work!'). Trace it to going to a Jesuit high school and wearing a tie each day, or often hearing the words of a school principal, who I heard say often to his staff,"Men look great in ties", I can't help it; I like ties. I have hundreds. I enjoy watching fashion trends, the stranger the better. And I'm often simply amazed at what the would be designers on the show create, from seemingly nothing sometimes. Ya, I'm guilty! I stand charged! Take me away! Put me in a cell! Hopefully with Heidi Klum!

Got a guilty pleasure you'd like to admit? Don't be a fraidy cat...

Boot Fashion

"Wear your boots, dear!" That was the refrain I often heard on days like yesterday. In the down pouring, drenching rain, on my daily walks to high school in the snow or our Sunday jaunts to church, I heard it from Mom. And those boots were? Ya, you guessed it, the eight inch high, black, 5 buckled variety, that you wore right over your shoes. A fashion item, if I ever saw one. Not! I hated them. I told her they made me look stupid! In front of all my friends, they were embarrassing! I told her the kids would laugh at me. She countered with, "Please, they'll keep the colds away." These days, thanks to wellies; you're stylin'. These boots are very much in vogue. But alas no, I would have never worn a pair of these either! Well, I must admit. If the price was right, I might have. You see. I sometimes live in a danger zone.