Monday, October 19, 2009

Not so fancy pants

The other day at the Pilates thing i felt like such a dork in my bright red 80's track pants and colorful arms.
The instructor even made a comment about my first name (Flora) and how it suited me well with my tattoos and clothes or something like that.
She was just making conversation, but it made me feel like a little kid somehow.
I don't mind standing out, of course, but i'm pretty shy and a huge social spazz when i meet new people, so sometimes i too just want to blend in a bit.
So today i'm making some black sweatpants.

I kind of got sidetracked by cooking dinner, painting my nails and watching Castle, so maybe i won't finish them until tomorrow
Lucifer has had a rough day (there was a visit to the V-E-T involved) so he's relaxing

Allan went to a show with Eckel, but as soon as he comes back we're watching Return of the King.
I love three day movie marathons.

5 comments:

  1. I know what you mean, about the blending in part, I feel that way myself at least once a week. Cute dog btw .)

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  2. Sådan en bisj. Bare fordi man stikker lidt ud, er der jo ikke ens betydende med, at man kan li at få spot på..

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  3. Ak ja, minder mig om at være højgravid - nej, du behøver ikke kommentere den, jeg ved godt, den fylder det hele. Så god løsning med sort buks. Nogle gange er der ikke andet at gøre end at gemme sig i en stor frakke og stille sig hen i et hjørne, so to speak. The black pants chronicles!

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  4. I know how you feel. Eventhough it's great to be unique sometimes we all just want to blend in.
    I'm very shy and hate when people make comments about my tattoos so I usually cover them when I'm around strangers. I know it's silly...

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  5. Øj, det var strengt. Hun er sikkert bare misundelig, fordi du står ud som en tallerken med sushi blandt 1000 skåle med havregrød. (Haha, sikke en allegori, jeg lige fandt på dér.)

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