I was starting to fall out of love with fashion, well fashion as an art form. I've already discarded shopping as a past-time. The Spring/Summer 06 collections have been incredibly BOOOOOOOORING. And then Christopher Bailey revived my passion. Burberry Porsum is drop dead. I want to fill a room with all of it and roll around in the satin like Scrooge McDuck swimming in his money. I think rather than giving it all up, I will just focus on Milan/Paris. New York is no friend of mine. Not that I can afford any of it but that doesn't stop me from getting hard over an Alexander McQueen sexbomb dress or mod YSL smoking jacket. Oooo baby.
http://www.style.com/fashionshows/collections/S2006RTW/review/BURBERRY Blah blah blah, I don't talk about anything important on livejournal. I'm not as self-absorbed as most people think; I care about what's going on. I know that Roberts was confirmed. I know that people are still without anything, living day by day, struggling through every moment. But this is just a blog, sillies.
The mother came for a visit last week. It was fantastic. I think I sprang from her forehead, my father had no part in my creation. Best friend, best family.
Nervous about the new neurologist. Will be in Chicago/Indiana for 4-6 weeks with that. Eeep! Will miss mein herr and the kittens much too much. They are going to hospitalize me for up to a week for observation and tests and then I have to come in for a follow up appointment 2-4 weeks later. It is going to be intense and my life will most likely change into something unrecognizable, which is fine as long as it helps.
I got a promotion at work. Bossing people around/running the store by yourself is the raddest. Plus a raise. And I'm not getting fired for going away!