OVFF swag, part one: things that are warm.
I have a new robe.
My new robe is gray and patterned with red and purple diamonds; there's a term for this sort of pattern, but I can't remember what it is. It's amazingly thick and warm, and has an attached tie that fastens snugly around my waist. It fits perfectly. It clashes horribly with my Halloween pajamas (which are currently my default cold weather jammies), but since I wear it when I'm in, y'know, my pajamas, I really don't think that matters.
My new robe smells faintly of cigarette smoke and autumn, and all other sorts of good things. My new robe is Spider's old robe, and I adore it, and Lilly thinks she fits in the pocket, even though she's very, very wrong.
I also have two new scarves. The first of them is red, red, ruby red, and came in the mail the day before the convention, and I forgot to say anything in the hurry-hurry-hurry of getting up and out the door. It was knit by the amazing Cindi, and it fits around my neck and keeps the cold out.
The second scarf is pink and orange and purple and sparkly and fluffy, and fits twice around my neck with the tails dangling down. It was knit for me by Beckett, who sent it with a note and signed it with love, and Paul gave it to me the night the convention began, and it keeps me warm as anything. I have the best scarves in the world.
Also, I have new camo pants, from Target, which I wore for a dismaying amount of the weekend, because they so totally rock.
And that is all.
My new robe is gray and patterned with red and purple diamonds; there's a term for this sort of pattern, but I can't remember what it is. It's amazingly thick and warm, and has an attached tie that fastens snugly around my waist. It fits perfectly. It clashes horribly with my Halloween pajamas (which are currently my default cold weather jammies), but since I wear it when I'm in, y'know, my pajamas, I really don't think that matters.
My new robe smells faintly of cigarette smoke and autumn, and all other sorts of good things. My new robe is Spider's old robe, and I adore it, and Lilly thinks she fits in the pocket, even though she's very, very wrong.
I also have two new scarves. The first of them is red, red, ruby red, and came in the mail the day before the convention, and I forgot to say anything in the hurry-hurry-hurry of getting up and out the door. It was knit by the amazing Cindi, and it fits around my neck and keeps the cold out.
The second scarf is pink and orange and purple and sparkly and fluffy, and fits twice around my neck with the tails dangling down. It was knit for me by Beckett, who sent it with a note and signed it with love, and Paul gave it to me the night the convention began, and it keeps me warm as anything. I have the best scarves in the world.
Also, I have new camo pants, from Target, which I wore for a dismaying amount of the weekend, because they so totally rock.
And that is all.