Final Scarf

So on Friday I wore the same outfit I were just about every Friday. Jeans, orange shirt, black cardigan and a smile of impending weekend-hood. 

But this week, I added a scarf! It is just jauntily resting atop my shoulders. 

I didn't wear it for the whole day, but I managed to keep it on until my portrait was taken. 

My friend Sue took the pictures on Wednesday and Thursday whilst mildly mocking my "challenge" but on Friday she came into my office saying, "Are you ready for you picture?" She was totally into it by the end of the week. 

The scarf challenge gets everyone all excited!

Tomorrow I will be thinking of another challenge. Vocabulary? Random act of literacy? Hmmmmm... What to do...

Cheese Rodeo Update

 So these finely dressed gentlemen enjoyed their cheese rodeo. Here are the 5 stages of cheese rodeo.

1. Anticipation - Start planning two months ahead. Anytime you are worried or sad, simply remember the cheese rodeo is going to happen and then you won't feel so bad.

2. Lust -It is going to happen soon. Oh my goodness, it is almost here. I can smell the cheese rodeo from here. 

3. Cheese Rodeo - IT IS HAPPENING NOW!!!

4. Regret - Why did we eat three cartons of Boursin in 5 minutes? What kind of animals are we? I will never poop again. Oh the humanity.

5. Repeat.

(And yes, that Jawa wants to make America great again. Jawas is so stoopid!)

And the best part was I was, briefly, allowed to wear the cheese crown!

Cheese Rodeo

My teenaged son is taking part in a cheese rodeo tonight. That is an event where teenagers gather together to eat cheese.

Yes, they are just that weird.

So as a kindness, I offered to make a recipe of Boursin cheese. I learned how to do this over the summer when I was visiting my pal L.L. Lizbeth on Cape Cod. Her parents had us over for dinner and frankly, I have never had better cheese and cocktails in my life!



Anyhoo... you can find recipes all over the internet. Try it! It's delicious.

So here is the funny thing. This morning I told my son that I would make a vat of Boursin for the rodeo.

He said: No thanks.

I said: Why not?

He said: We're going to buy it.

I said: I already bought the ingredients and I can make it so you don't have to pay for it.

He said: It's not the same.

I said: It's exactly the same.

He said: You don't understand. You don't get to open the homemade stuff.

I said:...

He said: It's very gratifying to open the little foil thing.

I said:...

[Now the shouting commences.]

He said: YOU DON'T EVEN LOVE CHEESE!! YOU'RE A POSEUR!!

I was amused by his passion and frankly, I do kind of understand the lure of opening the packaging. I kind of feel like sending a letter to the Boursin company telling them how very powerful their design is for teenage boys.

I am still going to make that vat of Boursin, though. And I am going to eat it my damn self!

Fairest of them all...

I think this is the prettiest of the outfits. I am still wearing an over-sized sweater and black shoes, BUT I am wearing tights. Which almost never happens. AND look at that scarf! I very nearly matches the skirt. And I tied it beautifully.  I am really quite pleased with the outfit. And I sat up straight all day because those were control top tights. They are very unforgiving...
Yes, I made the picture EXTRA LARGE today because that is how pleased I was with the outfit. (As I sit here in today's outfit which is exactly what I wear every Friday with the addition of a scarf. Alas...)

Today's Glamour Shot

Here I am in all my sartorial splendor! The scarf is barely noticeable because I knotted it up. I really like it and I think that I might wear it again. It was comfy, like a necklace made of soft shiny cloth! The rest of the outfit is pretty much the sort of thing I wear all the time - cords and a cardie - but my red shoes are pretty skippy. AND in other news, I am wearing makeup! True it is just a tiny bit of eye shadow, bronzer and lipstick. But I felt like a shockingly painted lady all day.

Above the makeup, the red shoes and the scarf, my finest fashion detail is the addition of my Godzilla Attacking London socks. These are obviously not socks that attack Godzilla in London, but socks that depict me riding Godzilla to London. There is no picture of London, but the colors and such make me think of London. So since there appears to be a volcano in the distance I can only assume Godzilla and I are going from Pompeii to London. As you do...

Tomorrow is the fanciest of all the outfits. I am so excited! Just you wait and see...

The Gaa's Scarf Challenge Continues!

So yesterday (okay, it was like five minutes ago, but I was pretending it was still Monday when I wrote it...) I posted the outfit of the day. I did not suspect that today's outfit would make me look like the bad guy from Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame. But you never know when you are going to end up looking like the bad guy from Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Sometimes it just creeps up on you...

Surprise!!

We shall see how it goes tomorrow. I am thinking it might be pants! How very modern and exotic.

Introducing the Gaa's Scarf Challange!

I was looking at an old post from a now defunct blog and was reminded that my plan for my fifth decade was to get pretty. Well, I am into the sixth now, having forgotten that lofty, lofty goal. I did purchase some makeup by accident a few weeks ago. And I will probably wear it at some point. But I haven't done much with my style or, well, appearance.

This isn't the best quality picture I have of Grampy and Gaa, but I love the way they are looking at each other.  They did that a LOT! Best in-laws ever!

 

 

On Sunday, I was visiting my father-in-law, my favorite gentleman over 50 who has never been married to my mother, and he gave me a little pile of scarves that had belonged to my mother-in-law, the kindest mother-in-law in the history of mothers-in-law. She was very stylish and I can only assume that he had offered them to other members of the family and they said, "You know, we're fine, but Barb could really use a little styling-up. Let her have them." So, even though I don't know how to scarves, I took them.

Sunday evening is my night to put out all my outfits for the week so that I only have to think of clothes every seven days. It save both me and my clothing significant stress. I had brought up the little packet of scarves and decided that rather than choose my outfits based on which comfy socks were clean, I would use the scarves as fashion building blocks!

And so I present ' Gaa's Scarf Challenge. (Gaa is the name that my mother-in-law went by with her grandchildren. And as you can imagine, it came about because my niece Yvonne said, as an infant, "GAA!" and so Gaa yelped, "Did you hear that? She said my name!" And since her actual name was Lillian, which sounds very little like Gaa, she changed it to Gaa.)

The challenge is quite simple, I have to wear clothes this week that kind of match each other and theoretically match the scarf of the day. For most people, this wouldn't even be a challenge. But there you have it.

 

The scarf for today is this lovely maroon number with a fleecy brown undercarriage that does, in fact, match my skirt. Take that life-long fashion impairment!