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Some odds and ends that I forgot about:
D. and I went to see the Great Britons exhibit last weekend. I wanted to go particularly for the Elizabeth I "Ditchley" portrait and was not disappointed. My mind's eye always thinks that the famous portraits I see in books are going to be about the same size as a rock star poster (~2'x3'); it's some sort of hangover from my childhood. In reality, the Ditchley portrait is nearly life size and full of pearls, puffs and other rich detail that just isn't captured in a book. Indeed, all of the paintings (including several others that I knew of but had never seen in person) gave more than anything on a printed piece of paper.
D. enjoyed it as well - he knows little of art history but when put in an exhibit he readily identifies what he likes and why. So that was a nice little outing.
I finally broke down and admitted the truth: footwear has a huge impact on fencing style, so I got a pair of fencing sneakers. The difference is remarkable - crosstrainer soles felt like I was dragging wedges of foam by comparison, and I feel noticeably more surefooted. I didn't get the Super Expensive Olympic Quality(TM) shoe but I'm still taking care of these - they only come out at club.
Now I'm looking at getting a pair cheapie leather soled shoes (ballet slippers, most likely) as some of those rapier pivoting movements just won't work in rubber soles (many thoughts re: historic movement and the effect of clothing thereon, but that will be another time).
D. got me some pretty jewelry for our anniversary, which he did not need to do but that I am grateful for just the same. Over the past few years my style has become increasingly "wash and wear" but I still lurve a little shiny, feminine thing here and there. One of these is a peridot bracelet - not a color I'd have chosen for myself, but the fresh light green ... my eye likes.
Indeed, I've started looking a bit shabby, IMHO, because I'm so reluctant to throw out what still fits (even if I don't like it anymore) and even more reluctant to buy new clothes - I'm such a snob about fit and it seems like such an extravagance, and most summer fashions aren't appropriate for my needs anyway, and... maybe I'm just rationalizing. I'm debating whether to go out (budget) shopping tomorrow.
Found (astoundingly) a local street style blog and the good news that black denim is back in style, though the ex-pseudo-goth in me wonders if it ever really went out....
D. and I went to see the Great Britons exhibit last weekend. I wanted to go particularly for the Elizabeth I "Ditchley" portrait and was not disappointed. My mind's eye always thinks that the famous portraits I see in books are going to be about the same size as a rock star poster (~2'x3'); it's some sort of hangover from my childhood. In reality, the Ditchley portrait is nearly life size and full of pearls, puffs and other rich detail that just isn't captured in a book. Indeed, all of the paintings (including several others that I knew of but had never seen in person) gave more than anything on a printed piece of paper.
D. enjoyed it as well - he knows little of art history but when put in an exhibit he readily identifies what he likes and why. So that was a nice little outing.
I finally broke down and admitted the truth: footwear has a huge impact on fencing style, so I got a pair of fencing sneakers. The difference is remarkable - crosstrainer soles felt like I was dragging wedges of foam by comparison, and I feel noticeably more surefooted. I didn't get the Super Expensive Olympic Quality(TM) shoe but I'm still taking care of these - they only come out at club.
Now I'm looking at getting a pair cheapie leather soled shoes (ballet slippers, most likely) as some of those rapier pivoting movements just won't work in rubber soles (many thoughts re: historic movement and the effect of clothing thereon, but that will be another time).
D. got me some pretty jewelry for our anniversary, which he did not need to do but that I am grateful for just the same. Over the past few years my style has become increasingly "wash and wear" but I still lurve a little shiny, feminine thing here and there. One of these is a peridot bracelet - not a color I'd have chosen for myself, but the fresh light green ... my eye likes.
Indeed, I've started looking a bit shabby, IMHO, because I'm so reluctant to throw out what still fits (even if I don't like it anymore) and even more reluctant to buy new clothes - I'm such a snob about fit and it seems like such an extravagance, and most summer fashions aren't appropriate for my needs anyway, and... maybe I'm just rationalizing. I'm debating whether to go out (budget) shopping tomorrow.
Found (astoundingly) a local street style blog and the good news that black denim is back in style, though the ex-pseudo-goth in me wonders if it ever really went out....
