The Hubs suggested a weekend at the local Marriott as one last getaway before I go under the knife ONE FRIGGING WEEK FROM TODAY. I was shocked and giddy as a schoolgirl when he suggested it a few weeks ago. He has a friend who is a Marriott employee, so we were able to get a good discount at the one near the Country Club Plaza, and spent the day walking around, shopping, having cocktails, dinner, and oh yeah, seeing one of the SCARIEST EFFING MOVIES I have ever seen. True story. It's in the top three, along with The Exorcist and The Ring. Which one, you ask? Insidious.
See how happy I look in the photo above? That is NOT how I looked when we saw the movie. It was more like this:
Hear me now and believe me later when I tell you I have NEVER seen a movie where more people screamed bloody murder at the screen than this one. Including myself. For the love of Freddie Kruger, it wore. me. OUT. I do not see bloody, graphic movies anymore (just don't have the stomach for them), but I like a good thriller or suspense flick now and then. Even downright scurry (uh, HELLO Paranormal Activity), but Insidious? Took it to another level, for me at least. I sincerely hope I don't spend the next month having trouble falling asleep after seeing it.
Couple that with the fact that I am reading the book Tiger, Tiger, by Margaux Fragoso, the graphic memoir of a women who suffered sexual abuse by a pedophilia from the time she was 7 until she was a teenager, and I have a lot of creepy stuff trawling in my brain at the moment. I know the book on my sidebar is different, but that's the audio book I'm listening to. Tiger, Tiger is an actual book book I'm reading. Now that we got THAT out of the way...sheesh!!
I am not even kidding when I say that last night, in order to keep my mind off that stupid movie and the book, I laid in bed thinking about what this week's clothing theme would be. I came up with the 70s. As if that isn't almost every OTHER week's theme. Today, obviously, is disco.
This dress is as old as the hills, but I love the 70s/40s silhouette of it, and thought it would pair well with my Dany's, some gold bling, and a big ole safety pin, since my bewbies were nearly falling out of it.
For the love of Tiny Tim, I think I need to get some silly back into my life this next week to get all the specters of scary films, horrific memoirs, and surgery out of my brain. Help me out here, people, tell me your favorite joke, or your most embarrassing moment, or something - ANYTHING - to get me in a better frame of mind!!!
Necklace: vintage, mom's
Bracelets, Earrings: F21