I was changing out of my bike clothes in the bathroom when I realized that I had forgotten to bring a shirt. I had a tanktop to wear underneath the shirt I had been planning to bring, but not the shirt itself. D'oh. I would go to H&M or something, but I'm already spending my lunch hour (and probably more) with my brother and my uncle. It's ( Read more... )

I am wearing 3-inch stiletto heels to work because I want to break them in for the wedding on Saturday. Everyone poked their heads out of their cubicles when I came in because Kate was like, "LOOK AT THOSE SHOES!!!" I still haven't made the walk to the kitchen to make my toast and water. Wow, I never realized that I eat like a prisoner at work ( Read more... )

When I was a kid, the Red Sox almost always won when I went to Fenway Park. Jim Rice and Roger Clemens had stellar performances at the first game I ever attended (in 1986), and I remember at least one spectacular extra-innings victory during the late '80s. I was 7 or 8, and I got to stay up past midnight for the second time of my life. The first ( Read more... )

I read an article a few months ago about how vanity sizing is getting out of control. It said that if a woman was a 12 back in the '70s, she'd be a 6 now. Well, it appears that trouser lengths are also increasing. I have a GAP credit card, which means that I get 10% off on the first Tuesday of every month, so I often go to the GAP Outlet near where ( Read more... )

Best opening line of an e-mail ever...

To: wonkywheels
From: Will

first of all, sorry for not looking at your butt the other night. I am sure it looked great.

Hey, I was wearing my new Editor pants. Can you blame me?