Friday, May 2nd, 2008
apricot’s closet: a friday stroll.
These pictures didn’t turn out well. Something with the flash, I think. I obviously don’t quite know how to work this high tech camera.
The dress is from a store in my old hometown, which was bought a year ago; the vest-dress thing is from Angl, which I adore. This will certainly be seen most often here; the shoes are thrifted from over 3 years ago & the jewelry is from Forever21 & a gift from Lover.
I had so much fun in this outfit. Matter of fact, I am still wearing it. The stretchiness of the material makes me feel snug & cozy, as though nothing is about to pop out of place. & it won’t, unless I bend far over. I felt very spring-like, very scantily-clad in this dress, while still maintaining to be a decent looking lady. This dress is a bit short for my taste, but I am just now learning how to wear baby doll dresses without feeling so exposed. Actually, this dress was originally worn with a wife beater & jeans underneath. Little Miss Modest, I am. Lately, though, I have been feeling much more brave & I wanted to try something a tad different. I am now hooked on baby doll dresses with nothing underneath but my most intimate underthings.
This afternoon, I met Lover in Old Town & we strolled around a bit, window shopping & checking out sex books in Barnes & Noble (always a favorite of mine). We didn’t spend too much time strolling — less than an hour & a half, which means we didn’t have to pay for parking, thank goodness! — but it was still fun just to get out & explore a little. I couldn’t help but notice the stares he & I got as we were walking nonchalantly downtown. People seem to gawk at us like we are either terribly ugly, or so interesting looking that they feel compelled to gaze at us; I hope it’s the latter, for the sake of my pride. I really wish I could hear people’s thoughts during those moments. I’m so curious to know just what are they staring at! I joke with Lover that they’re staring at him, mostly, since he’s so devilishly handsome. But he shakes his head & insists that it’s ME they’re staring at. I refuse to believe that. I may be decent looking, but my husband is gorgeous. & I am saying that with not one ounce of predilection… alright, perhaps just a little.
Trying to get back into the swing of things (pertaining to my diary, I mean) is certainly not easy for me. I feel like I am jumping straightaway into cold water, rather than dipping each toe in, then the other set of toes, then my calves, then my legs & so one, to get used to the discomfort & the foreignness as it comes along. Lover has always been the jump on in before you say go, balls out type of a guy. [truthfully, I don't know if that pun was intended. Naughty, naughty me.] I can only say that I am learning to be more daring, more trusting & more fearless. But telling Fear to go away is hard for someone like me, who feels like taking baby steps until she feels more comfortable with doing something different, even if it takes a few years. I’m a bit lackadaisical when it comes to trying new things. For fear of the unknown & for the sake of protecting my own ego. Around & around we go. Where I stop… it’ll probably be safe in my comfy bed.
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 6:23 am:
Oh, I completely relate to the whole being lackadaisical about trying new things, being afraid of the unknown, and protecting my ego! It’s nice to know I’m not the only one who feels that way, although it really isn’t something I wish for other people to experience, either.
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 8:52 am:
LOVE the outfit!
And darling, they’re staring at you because you’re both gorgeous. (And y’all aren’t stereotypically LA - i.e. more blonde, blue-eyed things!)
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 9:20 am:
love the outfit! and I promise, they weren’t staring because you guys are terribly ugly =)
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 9:48 am:
@ kim: I’m glad I could offer some companionship of sorts. =] I know that in time, we can both move past the fear… God willing. Oh & thanks for stopping by! I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.
@ Traci: Thank you! ;] Not being the stereotypical blonde has its pros & cons. It can be a blessing & a curse at the same time. When you come to LA you’ll know what I mean.
@ sandy: Aw, well thank you… but you never know! ;]
@ sandy:
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 1:02 pm:
You guys are BOTH beautiful! If I saw you two walking down the street, I’d stare too. Not ’cause I’m creepy, but ’cause I like looking at pretty things.
on Saturday, May 3rd, 2008 at 8:20 pm:
@ Natalie: Aww, shucks. :]
on Sunday, May 4th, 2008 at 9:39 am:
That’s such a cute summer outfit, adorable!
on Sunday, May 4th, 2008 at 4:29 pm:
@ jen: thank you very much! ;D
on Monday, May 5th, 2008 at 7:35 am:
oh yeah, sometimes I get annoyed when someone stares at me for like a couple of minutes. lol. but sometimes when no one is staring, i hate that too.
anyway, i love your outfit and your color. :)
on Monday, May 5th, 2008 at 9:15 am:
@ Laarni: yeah, that’s precisely it. Being stared at for a bit too long. You know the “take a picture, it’ll last longer” type of stares. I loathe that! Ugly, beautiful, celebrity or not; no one deserves to be gawked at like a zoo animal. Sigh.