I have big things to talk about (always, right?) and exciting things to talk about, but they all take more time and attention than I have at present.
So yay, it’s shallow, girly things!
Like these shoes.
OMG, these shoes. They are on their way to my house right now, and if UPS is to be believed, they should arrive in a matter of hours. I’m actually like, dancing around in excitement.
I love shoes so much it’s a little scary, and even though I currently own entirely too many pairs, these were on super ridiculous sale and, yknow, look at them! Sigh…
Also on their way…
Swoon. I may truly have lost my mind.
(I know, right??? Didn’t I promise this would be shallow?)
On this last trip to Italy, a Russian guy told me they have a word to describe my hair color. It roughly translates to “not really blonde.” I thought he was teasing, but he insisted that my hair really isn’t blonde, it’s more a light brown or a reddish blonde at best. I know he’s right, as my hair has been getting progressively darker each year since childhood, but damn.
My friend / labmate Daria snapped this cell phone photo of me mesmerized in front of one of my favorite paintings in the world at the Met on Friday, and it underscored to me how “not really blonde” I’m looking lately (also how badly I need a haircut, yikes).
I decided I’m going to lighten my hair, just a little. I don’t plan to go anywhere near platinum or your typical fake shades of blonde, just a leeeeettle bit lighter. Maybe in the neighborhood of January Jones.
I read a description of her recently as a “Hitchcock blonde,” a term I’d never heard before but instantly understood. I think, without having a word for it, that is what I’ve subconsciously aimed for here and there over the years.
You could do a lot worse than Grace Kelly, yknow?