And, I totally recognize that I am on the rebound. I went back to my old flame, Red Lipstick. Although I know in the past Lipstick has treated me wrong, it claims to have reformed. And, I believe it--although I recognize that I may just be taken in by its obvious charms. Only time will tell. And my Scramble 2 scores.
When we're going out together, I feel like I can be myself--more monochromatic--just because lipstick is with me. (That makes Purple my BFF, the third wheel, who will be waiting for me patiently and comfortingly when Lipstick and I are on the rocks again.) So, today's outfit revolved around a black and white striped t-shirt. And that made me think of France, and then I had to know why. So I Googled. And lo! It's because of their naval uniforms.
And that made me think of all of the other great things the French have given us. Herewith, a list of my top five favorite French things.
1. Striped shirts.
(Even better with red lipstick, which is not French.)
2. Mayonnaise. Great with fries, burgers, Sapporo rolls, and turkey sandwiches. Really, great with just about everything.
4. Jacques Lacan. Because without the Symbolic Order, I wouldn't have a BFA. And if I hadn't gotten that degree, I wouldn't have met James or Kevin, and CRD and I wouldn't have half the jokes we have now. And I wouldn't have really utilized these over-active mirror neurons.
Merci beaucoup, les grenouilles.










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... my blue wool coat (pictured with a purple scarf I made which a kitten peed on)...
