Brought back from a near mid-thirties crisis I decided to evoke the powers from within and I did a little soul searching (and some shopping) and I must say, I am feeling much better. Maybe it was the evening I spent alone letting my wine glass fill with tears or maybe it was the four hours I spent trying on sexy lingerie and other little bits...whatever it was I think it was cathartic. I lived in France for two years in college. I not only managed to master the language but, I learned a few things about being seductive. Women in France are huge believers in truly sexy undergarments. Lace and silk are a must. What surprised me most though was that even in the plainest outfits these women were sexy. What was it? Well, they had a secret under their shapeless smocks...
It's amazing what a good bra and lacy panties will do for you! I swear I feel like all eyes are on me again and the thing is, no one knows what I'm wearing underneath all my clothes except me and well, maybe that Intern from the 15th floor :)
So, bringing sexy back tip number one is: Go buy a sexy new bra and panties!
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Bringing it back
After picking Margo up from her father's apartment she starts telling me that she met his new moose. I was incredibly confused and said, "Daddy has a pet moose?" Margo continues, very excited, "Well YES!! Her name is Vicky and she's not as pretty as you mommy." Hmm...a moose that wasn't as pretty as me.
I called my ex husband while Margo was occupied with Dora the Explorer. Ivan and I have had a very tumultuous relationship but, for Margo's sake we are on friendly terms. He sounded extremely surprised when I told him of my confusion over the moose. Actually, he sounded almost embarrassed when he explained that Vicky was his new girlfriend and that he "may" have called her his MUSE in front of our daughter. Alright, so my blood was boiling. It seems like every time Margo has an overnight visit with her father some new woman is also included. I guess his starving artist, brooding nature was a successful pick up. When I look back on our relationship, I think to myself that I was once his muse. Happily in fact. I guess after having Margo I realized that I needed a more stable partner. Our differences weren't something that worked anymore. I've managed to have a string of relationships in the 3 years since our divorce but, nothing as intense as my relationship was with Ivan.
Karen said that I've become incredibly guarded and that I shouldn't be angry with Ivan for moving on. I guess maybe it is my own fault. I just expect a lot for myself. I do still believe I'm a princess, in my mid thirties with a 4 year old. Can I still meet my prince charming? It will be my mission to find out. It's time to bring sexy back.
I called my ex husband while Margo was occupied with Dora the Explorer. Ivan and I have had a very tumultuous relationship but, for Margo's sake we are on friendly terms. He sounded extremely surprised when I told him of my confusion over the moose. Actually, he sounded almost embarrassed when he explained that Vicky was his new girlfriend and that he "may" have called her his MUSE in front of our daughter. Alright, so my blood was boiling. It seems like every time Margo has an overnight visit with her father some new woman is also included. I guess his starving artist, brooding nature was a successful pick up. When I look back on our relationship, I think to myself that I was once his muse. Happily in fact. I guess after having Margo I realized that I needed a more stable partner. Our differences weren't something that worked anymore. I've managed to have a string of relationships in the 3 years since our divorce but, nothing as intense as my relationship was with Ivan.
Karen said that I've become incredibly guarded and that I shouldn't be angry with Ivan for moving on. I guess maybe it is my own fault. I just expect a lot for myself. I do still believe I'm a princess, in my mid thirties with a 4 year old. Can I still meet my prince charming? It will be my mission to find out. It's time to bring sexy back.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Wine and cheese
My darling little daughter went to her father's house for the weekend. This gives me some much needed "me" time. I'll be heading off to Karen and Jade's for a night of laughs and bottomless drinks. I decided to go to Chelsea Market this morning and went on a cheese buying binge. I will have to have a wine and cheese party for 20 people everyday for a week in order to eat everything I bought. Thank goodness Karen throws so many parties, she'll appreciate my excessiveness. So, I'm out for the evening...
Thursday, August 12, 2010
The wonder of shoes
So, I have decided to ditch my old blog through LiveJournal and start over. Isn't that what life's all about? When you're tired of something throw it out and get something new. Well, in theory that sounds nice. Although, I'm really glad I'm kept that Chanel purse my mother bought me in high school. Today at work I was in charge of laying out some of, what could be, falls new trends. Fall obviously isn't here yet but, fashion is one step ahead, actually we started working on winter trends. I have to say, I can't wait to "officially" start shopping for colder weather. Nothing beats a blazer and tights. In preparation for the up coming season I splurged on a exquisite HermesVictoria II Tote Bag in Orange Taurillon Clemence leather. I am waiting patiently for it to be delivered.
I have also decided to reorganize my shoe closet. My fabulous closet organizer, Nathaniel, came over last weekend to make room for future purchases. He's working on more shelving, I am afraid I'm running out of space.
For those of you who think it's outlandish to own so many shoes, I look at it as an investment and trust me a good pair of heels can go a long way.
And for those of you who feel a slight tinge of jealously, these have cost me many months of salary. In my early 20's before I landed a "grown-up" job I would go without food just to buy a pair of Manolo Blahnik's. Oh, the sacrifices I've made and with that, I'll leave you to dream.
I have also decided to reorganize my shoe closet. My fabulous closet organizer, Nathaniel, came over last weekend to make room for future purchases. He's working on more shelving, I am afraid I'm running out of space.
For those of you who think it's outlandish to own so many shoes, I look at it as an investment and trust me a good pair of heels can go a long way.
And for those of you who feel a slight tinge of jealously, these have cost me many months of salary. In my early 20's before I landed a "grown-up" job I would go without food just to buy a pair of Manolo Blahnik's. Oh, the sacrifices I've made and with that, I'll leave you to dream.
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