Nov 02 2001
Babar, the little elephant
So I wore an outfit today which I haven’t worn for a while. I really like it, but I find that since I wore it last, I have gotten so much thinner that the outfit (black velvet top and black pants with 4 inches of embroidery and beading at the hem) is no longer cute on me. I feel like Babar in his giant green suit, or possibly Celeste, though she always wore a dress (and the same one, too, like Wilma and Betty. Cartoon girls are often sartorially underprivileged). I wore it on purpose because we’re finally going to see “From Hell” after work today and then going out to dinner, and I wanted to look cute. I guess it would helped if I noticed this before I left the house this morning, but trust me, you don’t notice much at 5 am. Getting dressed at all should be enough of an achievement at that hour. Not to mention contact lenses.
I seem to be congenitally incapable of working today, possibly due to clothing trauma but probably due to terminal laziness. Shopping always makes me feel better, so I went in my Babar suit to Victoria’s Secret, where I got a see-through purple bra with silver sequins, and then I got “The House of Mirth” on DVD. But I still feel like Babar.
PS I realize I shouldn’t bitch about being thinner, but it just goes to show that I can find the black lining to any silver cloud. And it makes absolutely no sense, because ever since I got deprived of dessert last Friday, I have been eating Baci every day.
One Response to “Babar, the little elephant”
LOL! This entry made me laugh. Shopping always makes me feel better too, by the way.
P.S. Love your new weblog duds, Suzy 🙂