Maybe When You're a Towering Presence You Have Less Fear.

I just had to post another photo of Me & the 'Spinelli' dress that references Krystle Carrington & maybe a block of honeycomb or a large bumble bee without the black bits.

I'm quite fascinated by it. And I may wear it to school every day for the rest of the week. But I can't because I want to have another go at wearing a jacket a different way so I can win Mervat's jacket challenge on her blog Isthatnew. If I haven't already missed the deadline.

In case you're wondering, I'm reasonably short but certainly Not An Elf. It's just that I'm photographed next to Robyn, an Exceedingly Tall Woman who is lovely. Back in the early eighties, I briefly stayed at her v. interesting apartment in Hell's Kitchen in New York where every stick of furniture she'd dragged in from the street.  And it All Matched.

Robyn is such a goer, something I yearn to be. Maybe when you are a Towering Presence you have Less Fear. 

Anyway, I hadn't seen Robyn for ages so I rabbited on about having my outfits photographed daily & then posting them on the blog & flickr. She had never heard of such a thing. It was Entirely Alien Territory to her. Of course, I went into immediate Self-Justification Mode, wheeling out my usual line about 'Enlightenment Through Wardrobe'. It sounded a little lame.