Random mumblings of an Art History-type person.
I specialize in Buddhist and Contemporary Japanese Art. Though, I have to say I'm also rather skilled in Western art 1900 on :q mostly because of intersections with Japanese artist ^^
I cry almost every day when I walk home from work due to survivor’s guilt.
Fun fact: I’m fine right now, because I’m drunk on free wine from my job! Hell yeah Holiday Parties! Wash away all that depression with free Chardonnay! Also LOLs from the internets. Good combo.
Thanksgiving has too many memories… Thanksgiving hurts.
And I’m not sure if I care… sure, I might have to dip into my emergency savings, but hey.. I’ll most likely only get married once…
So the day before there’s the cut… color… extensions put in… so roughly about $250-$350 I’m guessing (I’m lucking as my stylist does this on the cheap for me…it usually costs $100 for my cut/color and derek’s cut… that’s all o_o)
The day of… there’s the “bridal updo” even though there may be no updo - $85 cha-ching… I opted for the airbrushed make-up… $65 cha-ching… and a manicure for my baby nails… $no idea… cha-ching. Oh yeah, and I’m doing a trial for the make-up.. an additional $65 (but hey, I’ll look fabulous on New Year’s eve!)
My aunt offered to pay for some, but I feel weird having people pay for things for me even though it’s my wedding O_o
My mood has been fantastic… not really manic at all or depressive! Thanks drugs and working out!
So, when I went and tried on my wedding dress September 7th, they never told me they ordered it a size down. I had told them I’d been losing weight and was usually a size 4… but I didn’t mean “order it a size down, please”… So i tried it on when it arrived mid October… and guess what?! They couldn’t really get it on me too great. I hadn’t been grief eating too badly, but I mean who the fuck can blame me?! One of the worst possible things EVER that could EVAR happen happened and there I was… The alterations manager said they could take it out a bit and it would fit… so I had been freaking out about how much that was going to cost.
My fitting was yesterday. It went right on. Fit like a mother fucking glove. I looked so fucking fabulous it wasn’t even funny. I have a fucking awesome hourglass figure and am proud as hell now. I am wearing 6” heels, so they didn’t have to take the hem up too much either. I am going to wear those heels as long as possible - I know you know I can do it.
So, I can’t gain a single pound over the holiday season. No over indulging in delicious cookies… and cakes… om nom nom all the things. No. I work out pretty much every weekday - 45 minutes cardio for 320 calories lost a pop. I eat diet cereal. I have a slimfast and an apple for lunch. I do whatever the fuck I want for dinner (except gorging myself), because I saved so many calories from my other meals.
I think everything is going to be okay. The scale number isn’t really going down, but probably because I am gaining more muscle.
My boobs grew this entire weight loss process this past year, so hopefully they will stay at their most lovely DD status and not shrink (I will fucking kill someone if I have to buy another, new fucking bra). And I doubt I will lose enough weight for the dress to not fit, since it is corseted and can be adjusted to fit better.
Also, I should be fit enough to cosplay plug suit Asuka and New 52 Batgirl this year! HUZZAH!
Everyone: Waaa snow!!!
Me: FUCK YEAH SNOW!!!
I love snow. This may be because I don’t own a car or house… so I don’t have to do any of the work… though last year I had a blast shoveling my parents’ driveway and front porch during a massive manic episode. I love shoveling. Great arm workout.