Rain & Mink

Some rainy days are wonderful; the kind you dream about, or at least I do. I flash myself back to the early 1960's where I would most certainly be wearing a plastic raincoat, preferably clear, with bright red rainboots and the perfect floral dress. Just jumping in the puddles, in the middle of the afternoon, only my most-loved, loves around. That's rain to me. Rain is also a damp, green island. Wet sand beach. Hut over the water. Thunder over the hut.

But today's rain...is just shitty. It's miserable outside, 30-something degrees and raining. Now raining harder. Rain doesn't make me want to do anything, i don't even want to watch it. So what can you do if you don't happen to have Mary Poppins' number and the Cat in the Hat is out of town?

I've come up with a few of these solutions:

1) Study for end of semester finals tomorrow. Watch Scrubs!

2) Clean living quaters. Update blog.

3) Clean out bathroom cabinets. Come up with new make-up looks!

4) Organize magazine rack and toss the oldies. Flip through said magazines and reminise about wonderful article on holiday cocktails.

5) Catch up with relatives. Watch history of philosophy video on youtube.

OR
1) Build unique fortress of fun to surprise Andrew with when he comes home

2) Make smoothies

3) Set up area to began our home-made ornament project for our little tree

4) Work on my jewelry collection...test on Andrew

5) Listen to Cat Power and shop for wedding gowns online

6) Do a shot of vodka with mother, wear Russian furry hat, and organize the New Year's Party...that or we'll just get some champagne and a hotel downtown


What do you do when you're plagued by rain?

Tell me, what do you all think of an antique mink coat being worn on a night out in times like today? Sure it's glamorous, but I've always been anti-fur. My grandmother gave it to me (it was her's back in her days of uber-glam NYC party hopping, aka the 1930-40's). I'm still mourning the death a possum that ran out in front of my car last week. I don't know what to do. I mean, the thing is stunning. I personally would never buy a fur coat, but the fact that it was a gift, from my grandmother, and it's warm as anything...of fuck it, I'll wear it for New Year's. Now I just need to get silver pumps, a little black dress and sparklers.

Does anyone have plans yet for New Year's Eve?!? Give me some ideas, dahlings!

xoxo
Rai