I mean, the Patriots are fine. But really, Detroit has the best uniforms. That blue and silver is superb. I’m just not much of a football fan.
Oh. This isn’t about football, is it? Huh.
Have a great day, everyone.
Tag: dailyprompt
The Dress Code
Several times, in fact. Having inherited my maternal family’s fashion instincts, I’m a rebel. But I must warn you, only the first time was unintentional. All of the rest were intentional.
I’m sure it all started when I was a toddler and my mom made me dresses that made all the other toddlers envious.
And it continued from there. In high school, I had all the latest fashions. I regularly wore crop tops with leggings and high boots. I created my own signature style. I remember distinctly one day I wore a crocheted white crop top sweater over a crop top tank with jeans. I was sent to the principal’s office by a teacher. She wasn’t even my teacher. She was a teacher standing in the hall, looking me up and down disapprovingly. She told me I should go into my classroom and get my things and go immediately to the principal‘s office. I walked into my classroom and I told everyone what just happened.
I ended up in the vice principal‘s office. I sat in the chair across from her desk, and she asked me if I knew what I had done wrong. I said no. She said my outfit was inappropriate. I asked why. She said my stomach is showing. I have a 23-inch waist, and the styles were meant to show off your waist. Just like they are now. Fashion always comes back around again. Remember that. (I didn’t say that but that’s what I was thinking.) She said she was going to call my mother at work. She asked me what her phone number was. First of all, they should have that on file. Secondly, I started to giggle. She didn’t like that. I told her to call my mom, but my mom had bought the outfit. for me, so… She didn’t like that either. I told her the number and I waited for her to call my mother.
“Yes, ma’am, do you know what your daughter is wearing to school today?
Yes, it is a white sweater that is cropped and showing her belly.
I see. Well, she can’t wear this. She has to go home and change.”
She hung up the phone. “Your mother said she bought that for you and she thought you looked very nice in it this morning when you left the house.”
I smirked.
“You can’t wear that. You have to go home and change, and then you have to come right back.”
I went back to my classroom pissed off. I got there and I told everyone what happened. “She says I have to go home and change and then come back.” My peers thought that was ridiculous. Some of them were hiding crop tops underneath their jean jackets.
I walked home, which was pretty far considering I took the bus to school. I don’t know what I put on, but it wasn’t as nice as what I had on when I left the first time. I did end up walking back to school. I didn’t cut class.
That was the first documented occasion of a dress code offense.
I’ve had several more at work places. I do not apologize for it. If they want me to change my clothes, I will. But I will always try to be fashionable first.
One time, I had a cute plaid jumper short set. I wish I would’ve kept that outfit. But anyway, I wore that to the job that I had while I was in college. All the ladies in the kitchen design department were up in arms. I was violating the code, my boss and owner of the store at the time told me. I said, “I can’t help it, I have to be fashionable.” He didn’t make me go home and change, but I dressed slightly more boring after that.
A couple years later, I graduated with a major in fashion and a minor in theater/costuming. No one is going to take away my fashion. My mother encouraged me to dress uniquely and fashionably while living on a budget. She set the example, I’m just following. It’s a form of art expression. And I’ll never give it up.
There is a famous saying by Coco Chanel: “I don’t do fashion, I am fashion.” One year for my birthday, my former manager at my current job bought me a journal with that saying on the cover. I’ve used up the entire journal, but I saved the hard-bound part with the saying on it. I have it on display in my house.
This how I break the law (un)intentionally and I am not about to stop.
©️2024, itsamyisaid.com
”And Though She Be But Little…”
she is fierce.”
We Are Closed
What were your parents doing at your age?
What kind of question is this? Some people don’t have parents. I mean, they were born, and they don’t know who their parents are. This question assumes a great deal: that people have “normal” familial ties.
One of my parents was raising me, the other was not.
And that concludes my answer to today’s prompt.
Gravity
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
Because cats.
Our House
Write about your dream home.
I close my eyes at night and I see it: the house of my dreams. I open my eyes in the morning, and I see it: the house of my dreams.
This prompt didn’t invoke my writing reflex, rather a reflective state of mind. A punctuation in time where a song and a photo have collided.
The song:
Our House
Song by David Crosby, Graham Nash, and Stephen Stills
I’ll light the fire, you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today
Staring at the fire for hours and hours
While I listen to you play your love songs
All night long for me, only for me
Come to me now, and rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is done
Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you, only for you
Our house, is a very, very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And now…
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And now…
I’ll light the fire, while you place the flowers
In the vase that you bought today
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Graham Nash
Our House lyrics © Nash Notes
The Call
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do?
Euphoria
The feeling so full
It can’t be contained
I have to tell Mom
. . .
Inconsolable
Dating
Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time?
Am I being serious? Yes and no.
I’m at a point in my life where I wear my bathrobe to get the mail. I answer to no one but myself. I’m sorry, that’s incorrect: I answer to the cat.
After a lifetime of not making the best decisions, I’ve backed off. What I learned in childhood taught me how to choose the absolute worst partners. Thanks, dad!
After a recent relationship ended, I decided that I would no longer be actively taking applications. It’s not that the job was filled, it’s that we’ve pulled the job off the market due to a poor candidate pool. Time to go within and heal what is wrong so I stop making bad choices.
Besides all that, casual dating is not fun for me. I don’t like it. I would rather get to know one person very well, not know a bunch of people not so well.
I’m thinking of a phrase here. I think it’s a meme. There are several iterations of it. It goes something like, “I like to be alone, but I want someone that I can be alone with who also likes to be alone.”
Yeah, that. And they have to be OK with me wearing my bathrobe to the mailbox. Because I’m not going to stop doing that.
I’ve asked the universe/God to stop sending me the wrong things. I am done with the tests. I get it. I know where I went wrong. Or if I don’t know, I’m working on it. Stop sending me somebody’s dusty ass son, universe. Please and thank you.
Oh, one last thing: I will never give up my writing again for anyone or anything.
The two songs I thought of when I was answering this prompt are: Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri, and The Chain by Fleetwood Mac. Both of these songs are my jams.
Jar of Hearts
I know I can’t take one more step towards you
‘Cause all that’s waiting is regret
Don’t you know I’m not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the mostI learned to live half alive
Now you want me one more timeWho do you think you are?
Runnin’ ’round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apartYou’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don’t come back for me
Who do you think you are?I hear you’re asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your armsI’ve learned to live half alive
Now you want me one more timeWho do you think you are?
Runnin’ ’round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apartYou’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don’t come back for me
Who do you think you are?It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
‘Cause you broke all your promises
And now you’re back
You don’t get to get me backWho do you think you are?
Runnin’ ’round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apartYou’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don’t come back for me
Don’t come back at allWho do you think you are?
Runnin’ ’round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
Tearing love apartYou’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don’t come back for me
Don’t come back at allWho do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Barrett Yeretsian / Christina Perri / Drew Lawrence
Jar of Hearts lyrics © Wb Music Corp., Bmg Gold Songs, Philosophy Of Sound Publishing, Piggy Dog Music, Hipgnosis Sfh I Limited
🎶
The Chain
Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your liesAnd if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)And if you don’t love me now (you don’t love me now)
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying (still hear you saying)
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the lightAnd if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)And if you don’t love me now (you don’t love me now)
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying (still hear you saying)
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)And if you don’t love me now (you don’t love me now)
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying (still hear you saying)
You would never break the chain (never break the chain)Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
ChainSource: LyricFind
Songwriters: Christine McVie / John McVie / Lindsey Buckingham / Mick Fleetwood / Stephanie Nicks
The Chain lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reach Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Chocolat
What’s your favorite candy?
Milk chocolate
Is this your favorite?
No
too sweet
White chocolate
Is this your favorite?
No
It is imposter chocolate
Dark chocolate
Is this your favorite?
* in the film Chocolat, Johnny Depp’s character’s favorite chocolate is hot chocolate. But that is a film, and although hot chocolate is delicious, it is not my favorite, and it is not candy. Give me a high-quality 70% or higher dark chocolate, and I am a happy girl. Nothing against Hershey’s, but Special Dark is not special. There’s too much sugar, and it is not smooth. Belgian chocolate is the absolute best.
And as a reminder, cacao pods grow from the trunk of the Theobroma cacao tree, and cocoa comes from the seed inside the pod. Seems that no one can agree if it’s a fruit, vegetable or a nut. Just remember this: it is health food.
Two songs came to mind while I was thinking of a response to this prompt. One was Candy Girl by New Edition – a the happy little bop that I know by heart.
The second song was Under the Milky Way by The Church. This is one of my favorite songs, and it has been since it was released. I am not sure why, but I can get lost in the smoothness of that song. See what I did there? Smoothness? Milky Way?
Have a sweet day, everyone.
Sometimes when this place gets kind of empty,
Sound of their breath fades with the light.
I think about the loveless fascination,
Under the milky way tonight.
Lower the curtain down in Memphis,
Lower the curtain down all right.
I got no time for private consultation,
Under the milky way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
And it’s something quite peculiar,
Something shimmering and white.
It leads you here despite your destination,
Under the Milky Way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
And it’s something quite peculiar,
Something shimmering and white.
Leads you here despite your destination,
Under the Milky Way tonight.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Wish I knew what you were looking for.
Might’ve known what you would find.
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under the Milky Way tonight…
Under The Milky WayThe Church
Album Starfish
Year 1988
More Or Less
Do you need a break? From what?
Less losing everything
More gaining something
Less hurting people
Less getting hurt
More helping people
More being helped
More
Not
Less
