How could I forget, mama said "Think before speaking," no filter in my head, oh what's a girl to do?

[deep_red_bells]

So I'm too stupid to live. Simple fact. That's all I'm gonna say.

I'm completely engaging in shopping therapy and decided to move away from shoes (I KNOW, RIGHT?). Tati brought in this stupid New Age catalog, which of course immediately made me roll my eyes and go "Oh please" until I realized, it had CLOTHES in it. And jewelry. Jewelry that actually wasn't totally new age and lame.

I kind of already bought this cause I think it's adorable. And this is the coolest cross I've ever seen. Not buying it cause I have enough crosses already, but it's pretty.

I'm also wondering, if I bought this coat, if it'd be too cliché? The whole skull motif and the cut? I'm a little in love with it, but I don't wanna be mistaken for the things I'm killing, thanks. I kinda want this too, even though part of me's staring at it going "...Where's the rest of it?" I mean, that's a dress? Really? I like my legs and all, but really?

Also, someone that could actually pull off the "Wholesome and Sweet" look should get this. I couldn't wear it. People would laugh at me, it'd look totally hideous, but Tati could so pull it off. So could Karina.

Comments

[and-twosyllable.livejournal.com]

Come out of your room! Visit me!

OH! Spar with me! We can talk about tall, quiet and bookish!

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

But I'm hiding in shame, Ford! SHAME I TELL YOU!

...Oh ho HO. Now you've got me insanely curious.

[and-twosyllable.livejournal.com]

Why, you're fashionable. Even I, your gay Will cannot deny that!

...About what?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Well thank you for that! I try, I really do!

About you and Mr. Tall, Quiet and Bookish. ;)

[and-twosyllable.livejournal.com]

You're welcome! Well, your trying pays off!

...Sandwiches. That's about it. It's not like I can read minds!

Oh.

Well, I didn't - read his mind.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

You can't see it, but I'm smirking.

I think he liiiiiikes yoooooou!

[campjesus]

THERE ARE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW BADLY I NEED THAT COAT

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

You? Could SO work that coat. *Nod*

[campjesus]

I KNOW. 140 fucking dollars? why do you hate me, internets?!

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah, though I'm used to paying a lot for a good coat, so really it isn't QUITE so bad...I just wonder if I could pull it off and I'm afraid I can't. Having a darker skin tone sucks sometimes.

[campjesus]

I dunno, I think you could own it. It's all about attitude. With some pointy-toed stilettos and skinny pants.

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

Oooo love the angel's wings, totally adorable. The cross is gorgeous but I'm with you. I have dozens. I don't need anymore. It's kind of a sickness and I justify it as work related. It's like weapons. You can't have too many.

The coat is cool but I could never pull it off. The dress, so pretty but it's like a nightie!! and I don't have enough hips to pull it off.

I should send the wholesome and sweet to Will. She can totally pull off that kind of dress.

And now I may be indulging in retail therapy

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

To be fair I had a lot of crosses even before I became a slayer. Small side effect of being Catholic? But the wings are just PRECIOUS, and they weren't too expensive, I had to have them.

I'm thinking I might not be able to pull the coat off either. Just, my complexion might be all kinds of wrong for it. I swear, I'm slathering on the sunscreen every day yet I still have an insane tan, this desert sun is killing me.

Retail therapy is nice, I already feel better. :D

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

They have some really cool things. I'm buying this (http://pyramidcollection.com/itemdy00.asp?c=j&T1=P11690+6&GEN1=All%20Jewelry&SKW=+jewelry&PageNo=13) in my size. Did you ever see the movie Constantine? Where he had the brass knuckles with the crosses on them? I kinda want those. I figure the ring is a girly and prettier substitute.

They've got a lot of Irish stuff.

Good :)

[if-she-could.livejournal.com]

That stuff's really cute...sorry to interrupt, honey, but I have to talk to you. It's money stuff.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Huh? What the...okay, I know I shop a lot, but I'm spending my own money. What's the deal?

[if-she-could.livejournal.com]

I told you I had a business manager handling the house accounts...Council fella.

Well, I also have him monitoring stuff with all our accounts...personal. That's the paperwork I had you sign last month, remember?

Bee...he just called me. He was notified by a local attorney about a trust fund that defaulted a couple of years ago. It's been renewed...and it's been placed in your name.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I remember.

...Wait, what? Spell that out in nice plain English for me.

[if-she-could.livejournal.com]

Let me see if I can try.

The original trust was five hundred grand...but the original owner never touched the money.

After eight years, it's grown to five million.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

...No way. There's gotta be some kind of mistake.

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

If you were too stupid to live, I wouldn't be talking to you. What's the matter?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

It's nothing. I just took something TOTALLY the wrong way and went off on a very unnecessary and very embarrassing tangent. I do that more often than I'd like to admit.

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

Want to talk about it?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

*Sigh* I don't know. Talking about it hasn't done anything to make me feel less like an idiot.

[hornrimmed.livejournal.com]

I promise to be sympathetic.