Thursday already! Time is alternately zipping by and dragging along. It zips by when I’ve got ten things to take care of and about 10 minutes in which to take of them. It drags when I unstrap my boot for the first, third, and fifth set of deep knees bends I’ve got to do every day for twenty minutes at a clip. Without fail, every time I sneak a peek at the timer, I’ve got seven minutes still to go. You can find a lot of fun things on the web in 20 minutes, five times a day, though. Here are the odds and ends that piqued my interest.
1. This necklace.
I have had SUCH terrible customer service experiences every time I go into the Anthropologie at Stony Point that I just avoid it. I was, however, out of town and decided to check out the Anthropologie at the mall close to where I was staying. I saw that sweet dress on a mannequin and decided to try it on. Have you ever had a shopping experience where you just get totally giddy and giggly because something fits, looks cute on you and the price is right? Me, in this dress, hit all the marks. Too bad the salesperson couldn’t be bothered to do her job when I asked for an alternate size. Her eye roll was so epic, another clerk had to hit on the back to get her eyes back where they belonged. In any event, I got the dress, but didn’t notice the necklace until I was checking out the website later on. Definitely going back for that — with my expectations for decent customer service down around my ankles.
2. You know who does have great customer service? Nordstrom. The Hubs and I had a black tie affair this past week-end that left me scrambling for an appropriate dress to not only make me look glam-tastic, but cover up the boot. Nordstrom delivered and they hooked me up with a rush job on the tailoring. When I brought the dress in, I made sure I had my shoe (really, just one) and whatever foundation garments I was going to wear. Yes, that means Spanx. I’m pretty sure I’ve blown out the pair of Power Panties that I scooped up from the hosiery department, so I went up to the lingerie department and put myself at the mercy of the clerk. I told her what I needed: maximum streamlining, no VPL, lift the can and flatten the tummy. She handed me these:
Cue the hallelujah chorus. These things are AMAZING! And I totally get why there is a difference between location and price point. Not all Spanx are created equal. If you want that maximum sucking in effect, you’re gonna pay for it. I totally get that now. Oh, and evidently this pair has razor cut legs (as opposed to non-razor cut legs on the others?) officially making me a total bad-ass.
3. While things were firing on all cylinders as far as my shapewear and dress were concerned, there was a bit of tense moment when it came to make-up application. I’m usually good with mascara, concealer and a little pop of lippie. For special occasions, like the one we had, I have to dip into my bag of tricks and pull out my eyeliner and a steady hand. I’m eyeliner application deficient. I was absent the day that lesson was shared. But, like a good proper prior planner that I am, I had a heart to heart with Pinterest and tried to figure out some goof-proof applications.
So, about this. . . not so much. I ended up free-handing it with moderate success. I did learn that you should do your non-dominant side first so that you can match the dominant side with more precision! The more you know!
4. This whole Rachel Dolezal thing makes my hair hurt. I’m happy to discuss (face to face) why I think her actions are completely and thoroughly unacceptable. What I won’t do, however, is tolerate rude, close-minded comments that call into question my ethnic background. Don’t ask me for my receipt or cock your head at me as if doing so will spell out who sits on the branches of my family tree.
5. And in other news, this happened.
