Ena: Well today has been pretty crappy; believe me, I’ve got the pictures to prove it. I really only have two things that I’d like to discuss, so this will be a relatively short post. Oops, I lied; there are three things. First, I’d like to thank our readers – turns out we do have more than five – for all of your support, you have no idea how much it means.
I have been doing some research into volunteer opportunities at both the LAUSD and LAPL and so far I have learned one thing: volunteering is hard. I’m having a difficult time even getting someone on the phone – forget about actually getting info on volunteering. It’s kind of sad really. I wonder how many potential volunteers are deterred by the layers of bureaucratic red-tape; it’s hard to say, but I am determined that I will not be one of them.
Finally, I’d like to share with you an epiphanic experience that I had the pleasure of having this morning; it was a real game-changer. I have worn this dress numerous times in the past and when I put it on today it seemed rather boring – and rather like a black trash bag – so I paused for a moment to reevaluate my situation. For some reason, I can’t really say why or how it happened, I went to my closet, grabbed a belt, and strapped it around my waist; really it was quite kismet.
Anyway, I’m not sure if the results are fashionable or stylish necessarily, but I am sure that this is something that I would have never, ever dreamed of doing before beginning this project – alter a piece of clothing from its original as-purchased state, heavens no! Is it possible that style and fashion are seeping into my brain as a result of countless hours of blog-trolling? Or, am I just becoming more in tune with what works and what doesn’t? Oh, who the hell cares, I have learned something new. And look, it only took me 57 days!
Bina: Something amazing happened in my Polynesian dance class last night – I rediscovered my sexuality. I know, I know, that sounds so stupid, but it’s true. I haven’t felt particularly sexy in quite some time but all that hip gyration must have ignited something; it all clicked and I felt myself dancing with so much more confidence and newfound grace. I’m no professional, but I can see that I’m improving, and that is a wonderful thing for me to behold. I’m so glad that I decided to start dancing again and have found a studio that enforces discipline and hard work. It’s what I needed. The two mantras of Nonosina Polynesian Dance Studio are “Seek Mana” and “Do WORK!” In Polynesian culture, mana is a spiritual quality considered to have supernatural origin – a sacred impersonal force existing in the universe. Therefore to have mana is to have influence and authority, and efficacy – the power to perform in a given situation. The other phrase is fairly self-explanatory – they work you and they work you hard! When I left class last night, I was satisfied and sweaty, and the drive home was a peaceful one, instead of my head being cluttered with worry as per usual.
In fact on the drive home, I decided “Yes, I will wear my zebra print dress tomorrow – doin’ it!” And here I am. At work. In a zebra print dress. Although I really prefer white tiger dress actually; zebras aren’t particularly fierce or sexy. And not to worry, I’ve been wearing the blazer all day – although around these hedonistic Hollywood parts, a strapless tube dress would probably be completely acceptable in the workplace too. When I put the dress on this morning, I was shocked to realize it was quite loose. Whereas a year ago, I was having a hard time zipping up the back, now it seemed to be hanging off of me. My solution – a belt! Ena and I shared our epiphanies surrounding belts this morning and laughed at ourselves for never really using them before. I mean, they really can make an otherwise un-wearable outfit work. Yeah. Belts. Who knew?
A lot of people have been asking if I’m ready to start dating again yet. My answer to that question is an emphatic no. I’ll talk more about that another day. For now, I’m spent.