100th post

no, i wasn't saving the best for this entry. it's not strictly the one-hundredth one anyway, as i've taken down a coupla posts.

i made a fool of myself today. makes for a sensational 100th post? sigh. can't believe i was still capable of it at this ripe old age. here it goes...

i finally plucked up the courage to wear mint julep today. i had in my mind to wear it with a vest, so as to tone down the vintage-ness of it. my fave vest was in the wash so i tried on a cap-sleeved cardi, but it didn't look quite right, due to the puffy sleeves. i really should alter the sleeves but i also don't wish to spend more than i should already. i'd thought of giving it up, that's why. cos it's really not very me.

anyways. this is mint julep with the sleeves rolled up. my colleagues loved it. as i said, it's not very me. and i shoulda known. of all people, i shoulda be the first to know...

that i needed to wear a slip underneath. no wonder i felt many pairs of eyes on me (but i always feel so, not cos i think i look good but more the opposite). how long did it take me to realise so? not after i saw my reflection in the mirror at home. not after i walked from home to the bus stop to get to work. not after i got down the bus and walked to the office. not even after i saw my reflection in the mirror at the office.

what made me realise it finally? i heard my colleagues' (another group of older colleagues and whom i don't know very well) conversation die down abruptly as i walked out of the office during lunch hour. they'd have full view of my derriere as i walked that path out of the office.

anyway, i didn't give it much thought as i took the lift down to get lunch. then i suddenly and finally noticed that my entire dress was unlined. i thought it's unlined at the chest area but i was confident the skirt part's fully lined. don't ask me how i coulda missed that. i'm so sick of myself for being such a numbskull.

thank goodness i brought with me a long jacket. you want a cheap bf blazer? easy - just fold the sleeves of a 80s or 90s jacket (think one that comes in a matching suit that OL aunties wear). this one comes with shoulder pads within. that's why i never believed in paying too much to designers for reinventing old things.

but i digressed. who wants the opinion of a dowdy old maid when it concerns fashion. while i wore thongs, i didn't make sure they're plain. should i be thankful it's not a pair of "monday" panties? i hope you're suitably entertained.