
- Necklace: Forever 21
- Pants: Banana Republic (Martin fit)
- Shoes: LOFT
- Top: Twenty One
I started my new job yesterday. I am career woman, hear me roar! I apologize for not posting more often. I actually have many topics in mind to write about, but adjusting to my new schedule (plus a sudden frantic craving to clean and organize the entire condo, including every storage bin… don’t ask, I will post about it soon enough) has left me with a lack of free time to do much else.
I realized just these past two days that I really need to plan my outfits the night before. I planned this outfit (and my kick ass pink outfit) the night before, and look how they turned out. On the other hand, last night I didn’t have any time to pick an outfit, so this morning I tore through my closet only to decide that I didn’t like what I put on the first time around, so I changed everything including jewelry five minutes before I had to leave. I’d prefer not to do that again.
I’ve always thought of this top as a “going out” top. You can’t see it in the photo, but it has faint, glittery diagonal stripes. It’s loose around the sleeves and bust area, then it comes in down the waist, so it’s quite flattering. It worked very well with these work-appropriate pants, adding just the right amount of sparkle.
So, along with planning my outfits the night in advance, I’m trying to start my job on the right foot in other ways. I’m hoping to pack lunch every day, and not just lame Lean Cuisine lunches either because I’m lazy. I’m hoping to prepare my lunches the night before. Lunch is always my least inspired meal. I actually don’t like sandwiches (who doesn’t like sandwiches, right? Of course, I also hate chocolate, so clearly there is something wrong with me) because restaurants usually fill them with too much meat (as Mitch Hedberg would say, “it’s like a cow with a cracker on either side”) and they always fall apart on me. I’m also probably the slowest eater you will ever encounter, and I will sit at a table for an hour just picking at whatever is in front of me until I eventually consume it bit by bit. As long as something is there… I will keep poking. But poking and taking sandwiches apart kind of defeats the purpose of sandwiches. Anyway, that was a really long tangent with too many parentheses. Other types of restaurant food feel too heavy for lunchtime, so basically the one option left is salad. Which is fine, but I can make my own salad better and for cheaper at home. I have always been a breakfast eater, so I have to wake up early enough for that as well.
I also hope to continue making dinner at least four nights per week, taking Sophie on her walk every night, and I’ve changed my kickboxing schedule. So… yeah. We’ll see how much of this I will actually pull off.