Move over, Traveling Pants(suits)...a new Sisterhood is taking over! Because every woman needs to do a little sexy something for themselves. After all, who says you need a man as an excuse to wear sexy lingerie?
As per our agreement on this most auspicious day, I will keep a little log of the happenings on our very first Sexy Undies Day.
6:30am
Woke up from a pretty nasty dream involving me, a school building, and hiding in the bathroom stalls from Nazis with a bunch of little kids.
7:00am
Selected a pair of lacy burgundy thongs for Sexy Undies Day. Commenced to shower, get dressed for work. Feeling rather subversive, to be wearing sexy underwear under plain khakis and a demure black sweater.
8:30am
Finally arrived at work. Damn traffic. Did a rather perfect parking job though, if I may say so myself. I took yesterday off, so there was a rather alarming amount of messages in my inbox. Sigh. At least today will be a busy day with catch-up.
9:30am
Eating pumpkin pie for breakfast. Heart rate jumping somewhat from the sugaryness, I think...I am weaksauce...
10:45am
Inspired by sexy underwear, did a bit of prancing in the bathroom. Then composed self professionally, and came out of the bathroom looking ready to do professional work-type things. Like post ads.
11:10am
Received the following message from Jess: "jess missed class because she was too busy trying to look hot today". Hahaha. Actually she didn't, but was a little late.
12:00pm
Was a little hungry, so began eating lunch. Today, it was chicken salad (I think...it may have been tuna...for some reason, I really couldn't tell) between two halves of the biggest bagel I have ever seen.
2:20pm
Finished eating chicken salad bagel sandwich. (Later, it would turn out it was tuna fish. Clearly, taste buds have been felicitously tricked into thinking the tuna was chicken! This was miracle could have only occurred through the intervening powers of the thong. Obviously).
5:00pm
Yay! Time to go home! Work actually passed by quite quickly today.
6:00pm
I get home just as my mom is setting the table for dinner. Perfect timing, yo!
6:30pm
We leave to go to my brother's Holiday concert at Mercer Middle School. He is in the band, and practices his mallet work in the car. It was odd.
6:45pm
My parents and I gossip with abandon from our seats in the auditorium. Damn it, I forgot my camera! Oh well, not like I could see Eddie anyway...percussion is always in the very very back of the stage.
7:10pm
A young girl, looking about 14 or 15, threads through the seats a few rows ahead and to the side of us. She is wearing blue jeans, a snug white shirt, and that perennial expression of teenagers that says "Ugh, I am totally too cool for this little holiday whatever." Her image of perfect pouty adolescence was marred by the fact that she, apparently, was celebrating Slutty Underwear Day--due to her shirt riding up in the back, the entire audience was treated the bright red thong strap that blazed across her lower back like a declaration of trampiness. A mom-aged woman (not sure if Red Thong girl and this woman knew each other) pulled down on the girl's shirt as she passed in by her. The girl did a backward glance, an eye roll, and continued down the row without saying a word.
7:30pm
The guy sitting in front of me (with his WIFE) keeps turning around and giving us slightly startled glances. Is he concerned that we are babbling about him in Chinese? Or...is he just confused by the sexy that has apparently permeated through the atmosphere of the room? I'm going to go with the latter.
8:40pm
I return "High School Musical" to Blockbuster. Ahem. Not that um, I watched it with uh, Jess or anything, over Thanksgiving. AHEM.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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