Do you ever find yourself strangely drawn to what is possibly the ugliest stuff when shopping? I found myself in this situation today. When at Target horrendously striped turtlenecks and bizarre jumpers called out to me. Luckily, I had a grand total of $8.50 to spend, and these items were surprisingly out of my price range. Is it desperation to spend some cash, or is there something truly appealing about these items? Maybe it's something on the subconscious level, though I'd be willing to bet it's just boredom manifesting itself in the form of careless spending. Yeah, I've totally run out of things to do today.

Yesterday, between flight delays and actual flights, I realized something: Lucky magazine kind of sucks. Actually, it really does. The December issue was over 300 pages in length, but only held about 50 pages of substance (if you even want to call it that). Basically, it's one enormous advertisement occasionally surrounded by words. And not one article. Really. No articles. The one "interesting" thing about Lucky is the page of stickers for marking things you've just got to have. But after marking, oh i don't know, three items the stickers lost the allure that led me to purchase the publication in the first place. It's kind of like Lucky is the catalog for people who don't actually like catalogs. Seriously. There is even a section with discounted products especially for Lucky readers. Ugh. Never again.

Sometimes I really wish I had TiVo. I keep missing the season premiere of "Project Runway" like everyday that it comes on, so I'm kind of becoming more and more obsessed with trying to catch it. Unfortunately, I'm at work during most of the reshowings, and for some reason I seriously doubt my boss would be cool with handing over the remote so I could watch a gaggle of designers and a bitchy Heidi Klum.

In other news (and I use this term very loosely), I'm off to Florida tomorrow to visit my mother and the rest of the gang. Even my grandmother is going to be there, so it's guaranteed to be a nonstop nagfest. It'll be good to have a break from the sudden cold thats taking over N.C., though. I totally understand those retirees people call snowbirds. They know where its at.

I recently ordered some items from American Apparel, despite the fact that ads for the store generally piss me off. And even though the company is all "Oh, well, our stuff is made in America and is sweatshop-free," its still pretty gross that they use such sexist images just to sell a pair of underwear. Congratulations, you aren't exploiting people in third world countries, so its totally okay to treat women as disembodied sex objects in "evocative" ads. Very cutting edge, American Apparel.

I suppose the ad here is quite effective, in that it catches the eye and all that crap ads are supposed to do. But it is still completely disturbing, at least to me.
But all this being said, I am still pretty stoked about the sweater dress I ordered. Ah, hypocrisy.

Is there anything more tedious than waiting for people to make plans? I would venture to say no. Maybe I'm just super-uptight or something, but few things agitate me as much as the hours spent just waiting for friends to make a decision. "Why don't you make these plans then?" you may ask. Well, because not only am I easily annoyed, I am also supremely lazy.