"I want to be my own design" Clive Barker - Imajica

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Underthings, part 2

Brassieres have come a long way since Aunt Nellie was an adolescent and they bound her flat with a straight, tight bra which eventually broke down her muscles and, in her otherwise attractive forties,made her droopy. For young people brassiere not necessary except perhaps for active sports, unless support of abnormally heavy breasts is actually needed. For problem figures the various types of new brassieres may be carefully fitted with wire, but never pressing on the soft tissues. No woman need look droopy today, either in a dress or a bathing suite, or flat-chested either. Ready-made clothes fit better if the bust line is something like the ideal - even if this approach to perfection in considerably helped along by uplifts or falsies or both.

I love that she mentions that it is perfectly acceptable to wear falsies! But I can't help but wonder what she would think/say about some of the ridiculous looking breast enlargements that people have gotten.   I realize that I'm... blessed naturally and therefore cannot really understand the desire to have a surgery to change my breasts at all. 

I did have a doctor try to talk me into a reduction once to which I said "NO WAY!  These suckers get me drinks!" *laugh* 
Behold the power of a good brassiere! 

Saturday, March 28, 2015


The most comfortable girdle is the two-way stretch, which allows body movement and which is made at least party of lastex. Its loose weave permits evaporation of perspiration. Any girdle that pulls you in unnaturally, into some semblance of the currently fashionable figure, is likely to make you so uncomfortable and irritable that any striking effect your new clothes can make is nullified by your tense expression. If you are conscious of your girdle, it's the wrong one for you. The most you should ask of a girdle, anyhow, is that it hold in your stomach somewhat, give a smooth line to your hips, and support your stockings. If it does more than that it is merely displacing fat - pushing it from one spot, say your abdomen, to another, to your thighs or your diaphragm. And don't think the new bulges don't show.

PS - Lastex - an elastic yarn consisting of a core of latex thread wound with threads of cotton, rayon, nylon, or silk and used to give a one-way or two-way stretch to fabrics and garments —formerly a U.S. registered trademark

PPS - you may know that I LOVE my girdles, the ones I own are comfy, looks great and do exactly what I want them to. Here is my review of my favorite girdle from RAGO

Friday, March 27, 2015

"Attitude Toward Other Women"

It has been said many times that women have difficulty as executives because they treat other women business associates as implacable rivals, as if they were competing on a sexual rather than an intellectual level. This does seem to be true, that there is little real solidarity among women. I believe that with woman's increasing sense of security a more generous attitude toward women co-workers will come too. At any rate, it helps to be conscious of the competitive feeling and thus make an effort to modify it.

Thursday, March 26, 2015


earlier on the social networks I was playing a game of "Guess the Monkey" where we were trying to identify a specific type of monkey from a photo. While looking for information I came across the below photos that are too freaking adorable not to share. 

dis is mine 

Dubious Monkey is Dubious 

It wasn't me! 

Hi there! 

This is what I look like after too much coffee 

The Precious... 

Hello ladies! 

This is bullshit... 

I'm ready for my close up Mr. DeMille 

I do not think that word means what you think it means...

Starting with my favorite topic - The Well-Dressed Woman

While fashion, if you can afford it, is fun, it is no fun to feel you must discard an expensive dress you have worn only a few times because it's no longer "high style." Unless you can really afford it, or because your position must afford it, it is better to avoid all the expensive aspects of radically new fashion ideas until they have been sifted enough for the sound ones to emerge and have a fair existence. .

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

"For we must all learn the socially acceptable ways of living with others in no matter what society we move."

So the BFF and I frequently have talks about manners, etiquette, courtesy and how it seems to be a disappearing art in the modern world. She even wrote a recent blog entry about her super awesome find of a 1937 version of Emily Post's Etiquette at an estate sale.

Flash forward to this evening and I noticed, sitting on my bookshelf my grandmothers copy of "Amy Vanderbilt's Complete Book of Etiquette"  from 1952.

Etiquette is important to me,learning how to be a better, more courteous person (plus the outdated entries are pretty darn amusing) so I decided I'm going to start posting regular excerpts with various etiquette tips.

I'm looking forward to learning new things, getting reminders of old tips and getting a chuckle at some of the outdated entries.

Thanks Ms. Vanderbilt!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

What's cooking?

As most of you already know, I love cooking and I try to cook my own food as frequently as possible. I am an intuitive cook in that I don't really measure anything and I am pretty decent at making improvisational meals which makes it really hard for me to write accurate recipes for my other blog Bitch Can Cook

It definitely wasn't something I was taught, as my mom is not the worlds greatest or most creative cook.  I grew up eating things like beans and rice or fish sticks and mac and cheese, nothing too complicated. When she tried to be experimental with her cooking, it generally didn't end well. I remember one time when she tried to make a version of Shepard's Pie that was so bad, it took me almost a decade to try eating the dish again. (One dish that she excels at is Arroz con Pollo and no matter what I do it's never as good as hers). One thing that I always have a hard time with though, is wasting food. I buy stuff that goes bad in the fridge due to laziness, I buy things like veggies and cut too much off of them and then just throw the bits and bobs out instead of finding a way to utilize them. 

Today on a  foodie group page that I belong to on the facepage, someone posted this interesting article called "Starve a Landfill" from the New York Times  about efficiency in the kitchen and reducing the amount of crap that we throw out every day. It was really interesting and it brought up an excellent point. My generation is the generation of convenience food, frozen dinners, frozen breakfasts, pre-packaged lunches, you all know the drill. 

When you are used to having all the work done for you, how do you learn to do it for yourself? Where do you get the knowledge about what parts to use and how to use them? Where do you get information on what to do with all of those bits and bobs? What about composting? What is that even? Why would I do that in an apartment or if I don't have a garden? Does anyone even teach this stuff anymore? I mean I took Home Economics in high school that taught me some basic skills but I've heard that they don't even have that class anymore. 

I know Mr. S's roommate, aka the squirrel that lives on our roof, will be disappointed, but I definitely want to learn more about being less wasteful and being more budget conscious.  I think it's time to start doing some more reading, do some fact finding, maybe check out the books mentioned in that article. 

What do you do to reduce kitchen waste? Or is this something that you even think about? Inquiring minds want to know... 

Sunday, March 1, 2015

Cleaning house

There is something so satisfying to me about having a clean and tidy house. It's so nice to be able to not have to worry about tripping over anything, trying to find something because it's out of place, wiping dust off of something I want to use, grossing out over the hair or cat litter on my floors, or searching for something I want to wear only to find it's in the laundry.

It drives me insane and yet, I let my house get really icky sometimes. I know why. Laziness and depression are the two biggest culprits to my untidy home. While I don't let a lot of stuff accumulate on the floor, there is stuff on almost every single surface, papers, random ephemera, bobby pins, etc. Add it together and it makes an untidy mess that is actually really easy to prevent.

Yesterday, I spent about 8 hours cleaning my house, moving furniture, dusting, vacuuming, laundry (even my comforter got washed!), and steam cleaning spots on the carpet. At the end of the night, I took a nice hot shower to help relax after a hard days work and there was such a sense of satisfaction in having a clean, tidy home.

I really need to stay on top of this because damn it feels good to have a clean home and if I just clean up a little bit every day it won't take me 8 hours to clean the damn place, the reward is greater than the cost.

Addendum - I went to my mom's house today and now all becomes clear to me. I love my mother but she is a borderline hoarder and she suffers from clinical depression. As anyone who suffers from clinical depression knows, sometimes it's just too much to expend the effort to clean yourself, let alone your house. You let shit slide, you spend too much money, you are disorganized, frustrated, apathetic. Add that to the borderline hoarding tendencies and I'm sure you can imagine what kind of mess her home is. And then it reminds me of what I grew up in.

Until I hit the age of 10 or 11, my mom was an active lady who worked, took care of the house and me. After the age of 10/11 when she was diagnosed with a myriad of illnesses and her depression got worse, she more or less gave up. Not completely, there would be the manic phases where the house would get "Spring Cleaned" but the manic phases became more and more infrequent and the house would get messier and messier. From the age of 7 I was responsible for cleaning my room and doing all of the laundry but as I got older I became largely responsible for most of the cleaning and the laundry and whatnot but I definitely did not keep up with it. When I first moved out at 19, she did a decent job of keeping the house tidy but as the years have passed, it feels like it's been sliding more and more frequently.

Today when I was there, I saw things that made me very sad. It was dirty, unkempt, and heartbreaking. To be clear though, it wasn't like there were dead cats under piles of magazines, there was no dog shit on the floor, nothing that gross. It was just... dishes with old food in them that made the kitchen smell terrible. Fruit that was so rotted and desiccated it was barely recognizable.

So I cleaned her kitchen for her while I was there, I moved everything around, cleaned the counters, threw out any bad food, cleaned the stove top, put away all of the dishes and took her trash out. And all of a sudden my childhood came back to me, then the pieces in my head clicked about why I get so cranky when my house is gross, about why I get so angry at myself for letting shit slide, for letting my house get to the point where I embarrassed to even let a delivery person see the inside. I know logically that my house isn't THAT bad, after all Mr. S would have said or done something if it had gotten that bad but it's how I perceive it, it's how I feel about it that is what triggers my annoyance and irritation.

What today did was further enforce the fact that I really need to take control over myself and my surroundings, that I need to spend that 15-20 minutes a day tidying up, that I need to keep up with it. It's for my sanity, my mood, my love and my friends. I want to be able to have friends drop by whenever they want. I want to be able to feel proud of my home. I can do this. I will do this. I will maintain it.

A clean home is a happy home.