panache

This morning, while watching E!’s “The Daily Ten”, I was excited to learn that suspenders are making a comeback.

Suspenders were a fad that I fully embraced when I was in 3rd grade and my mother bought me a pair of Mork from Ork rainbow suspenders.

When I was in 10th grade, and on the cutting edge of fashion, in an aborted effort to start a trend, I bought a pair of red paisley suspenders at the thrift store for 50¢ and wore them with style and panache.

Soon after, the suspenders lost their allure and I went on to wear inside-out sweatpants (never with the legs pushed up though) mismatched socks and a Lebanon Valley College sweatshirt that I took out of the lost and found, worn with either sneakers or penny loafers and panache.

Always with panache.

rein, reign, go away

I was reading a blog earlier today and she said “…. I gave him free reign”.

I always thought it was “free rein” as in giving a horse free rein.

But I see how “reign” could work as well.

So which is it, “free rein” or “free reign”?

And now, after typing repeated drafts, both phrases have lost all meaning.

live from NJ....boobies

Purely for vanity’s sake, I have squished me lovelies in a bra that is:

1) pale pink
2) an underwire
3) ever so slightly padded (not that I really need it)
4) and at the moment excruciatingly tight because it is a size too small

The result of this enforced agony?

The girls are flying high and proud.

Salute them as you pass by.