A New Take on the Color Wheel

Don't try this at home.

Office kitchen, 7am. (Big project to get in the can by 10am - that would be why I'm blogging, of course.)

yogurt, bowl, bag of granola. fresh cup of coffee. long trek back to desk.

I don't even make it 6 inches.

Coffee dumps, makes a special yogurt latte in the bowl as it sprays all over floor, cabinets, and lovely blue dress. (Note that I said the coffee dumped, not that I dumped the coffee. It had a mind of its own.)

It's a darn good thing browns and blues work together.

Procrastination Tool: post.com Oscar Dress Quiz

If you're procrastinating til the final bell like me (even though I have a whole list of prioritized things I should be doing), use up 5 minutes with a fun (but mildly easy) Oscar dress quiz on post.com.

Ok, so I only got 11 of 12, but...that one was pretty difficult, unlike the others, which are relativley iconic.

And Then There Was Sight

It's all about finally doing things, this week, apparently.

Babsie D & I were lamenting too-old glasses & holey sweaters not too long ago. You see, I haven't gotten new glasses in at least 2 years. Maybe 3. Contacts, yes. Glasses, no. (We won't go into my annoyance over vision plans that say you can have one or the other, forcing you to spend your hard-earned flexible spending account money on exhorbitant lens costs.) I had an eye exam a couple of years ago to upgrade my contacts - I ran out (amazing. go figure. I procrastinated). And I walked right through the door in the wall to the LensCrafters to get new glasses, too.

But apparently one can't just replace lenses in the type of glasses I had at the time - those rimless ones? - the ones reminiscent of Ben Franklin? Loved them, but there was a whole hullaballoo about them not having the right size and not special-ordering, blah, blah, blah...

So for two years (at least) I've been mostly contacts, only wearing my glasses at night. Who cares if I can barely see the TV at the foot of my bed?

Finally, finally, finally (that's a familiar refrain, isn't it?), H and I trapse into the Hour Eyes (new vision plan) next door to the Chipotle (terrible temptation). Quick eye exam. Pick out frames. Little bit of a hassle, as I'm looking for "something funky." Harder than you'd think.

My theory is that, since I do wear contacts most of the time, my glasses should jump out a little - why not have a little fun with them? My inspiration is my Dutch-Austrian host mother, who wore these fantastic multi-color tortise shell frames. Naturally, can't find anything even remotely like that here. I gravitate towards the old-skool cat eyes...terrible on me. Just horrendous. Then I go for the totally ueber-schoolmarmish black Buddy Holly-esque. Even worse on this fair-haired, never even remotely tan vixen.

Finally, I find these, in soft brown tortise shell. With rhinestones. What could be more fun & glam than a little bit of sparkle with your schoolmarm? Naturally, since I had to be at work at least an hour before the crack of dawn and my eyes aren't even open yet, I just had to wear them (eye-friendly, of course).

If I do say so myself, I look faaaaaaaaaaaaahbulous.