My my let's take a look at these vintage vixens. The word on the street kiddies is that the forties are back... don't fret by Fall they'll be on their way out (in with the fifties silhouette and Celine's New Minimalism? Contradictory but that seems to the way the wind blows). Before they fly the way the Dodo walked, have some fun with this charming demonstration. Isn't it nice that there was a time that mass fashions appreciated quality over the inexpensive mass sweat shop garmentry that is the modern American mall? Swell stuff.
In other news, my loves, I studied on the bus for my final this morning. I'll let you know if that's an advisable academic strategy. Two essays and an extra credit assignment tonight... I have a feeling I'll be on here more than once today, which might be irritating to your news feed, but its keeping me afloat amidst the detritus of 'real' responsibility.
If you yourself are hungering for something to do and famished for random and potentially ineffective home athletics, I recommend trying this one:
http://pilates.about.com/od/pilatesmat/ht/ThighLift.htm
If that's not fun enough, try speaking in another language to someone who doesn't understand it. Or frying bacon. I have done both to nice effect this morning. Also, if you google 'Dirty Dancing Velociraptor' nothing promising appears. Damn.
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