Tuesday, September 19, 2006
NOT to say that I'm a colossal label whore or anything, but I sorta am. So sue me. Nothing gets rid of the bitter tang of tragic highway-induced doggie deaths than a goodly dose of Chanel. Am I right? Of course I'm right.
I've been scouring the entire house since Friday trying to find the last ungodly expensive pair of sunglasses I had, also Chanel. I won't lie - I hated that I'd lost the expensive things, but holy crap, I've got a road trip coming up this weekend and I won't be on the road for 4 or 5 days without sunglasses - it's simply not to be endured.
Now, I think having an innate sense of style gives one a great deal of leeway when it comes to dressing and accessorizing. If you're the tiniest bit savvy and very sassy, you can pull off a very smart look with a small amount of dinero and a lot of ingenuity. However, there are a few tiny things I would never chintz out on, and they all fall under the purview of "things worn on or about the face and/or on the feet." Everything else is negotiable.
But I'm chasing rabbits, aren't I?
Anyway, the last I really remembered my sunglasses was at Mama's Daughters' Diner on Friday, and I was thinking I left them on the table, maybe. I drove down there today just to ask, and nope, they hadn't seen them.
I called the office, and Lisa told me nope, I didn't leave them there.
The only thing I could imagine was I'd left them on the table at M'sDs' and someone other patron picked them up. Oh well, back to square one.
So I went to the Lenscrafters (the one by Neiman's at Northpark) which has a superb selection of Chanel. All the little glasses were in lockdown with little handcuffies holding them in bondage. It was never meant to be that way!
Anyway, I chose this pair shown in pink, but in the mostly black version with a bit of pink trim - aren't they the cutest?
So there's a curvature to the lenses that means they had to send them off to a central location to have the prescription lenses put in, so I'll get them in about a week.
I came home and sat in back with the doglet for a while with a good book and dozed.
I came back in and started picking up some things, and I started picking up laundry from the table and guess what was lurking underneath?
Yup. Now I'll have another pair to alternate with my old sunglasses which I didn't lose after all, and it's a good thing they turned up, since my new ones won't be ready in time for the road trip. After all, we are within a month of my 41st birthday, and I strive to make a habit of celebrating birth month. I guess in that sense, I'm running behind. Hmmm, what ELSE do I need???