Five Things: 7 April 2019

It’s been a minute, but here you go.

  1.  Unpopular Opinion. This created quite a stir on Twitter, especially among New Yorkers – even NY Democrat and Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer chimed in. I am totally down with this. More surface area to put more cream cheese on. If you like a denser bite, then put two slices together, but you still have more cream cheese. I like the control this slicing affords you.

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7 Style Rules: Clashy, Baggy, and Ugly

Warning: Read no further if (A) you are unable to withstand confused looks and unsolicited comments such as “WTF?” and/or (B) you are a single woman hoping to attract men. Forreal. Much of my style sense can be summed up in two words: jarring and man-repellant. Maybe two more: Not Pretty. If Not Pretty is your steaze, then keep reading.

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Miles Go Down, Miles Go Up

My little calf injury last month left me with enough time on my hands to get into a some spending trouble. Meaning, as my running miles decreased, the airline miles on my credit card went north. I’m not one to usually buy this much in a short period of time, but since I did, here’s my loot!

Ash is a favorite brand of mine, and so it turns out also for a certain human rights barrister/celebrity wife. Love these sneakers that are dressed up with the slight heel. Amal’s are a higher heel, but I dig comfort. Hmmm, let me get this straight. So we’re both married to silver foxes, both social justice activists, and now we both have the same shoes? Stop copying my life, Amal Clooney!

We're both married to silver foxes, both social justice activists, and now we both have the same shoes. Stop copying my life, Amal Clooney!
Seriously, if she starts running marathons, I’m taking out a restraining order.

I’m going on vacation a few days after the marathon, and I wanted some holiday shoes. Something that was comfortable but stylish, traditional but edgy; I think these updated espadrilles are spot-on. I mean, look at the mix in textures, from the classic roped heel to the black leather upper finished with a thoroughly modern studded detailing. I mean, come ON. They’re Ash, again — I have four pairs.


As a follow-up to my mantra post, I went and bought japa beads from the Krishna Store. The beads are handcrafted in Vrindavana, India, and I went ahead and bought a little bag to keep them in. Because miles. Anyway, isn’t the bag adorable? I mean, spiritual?


Back to materialism. Well, I didn’t purchase these myself. Husband gifted them to me to mark a particular milestone, but since they added to his airline miles and California is a community property state, I’ll sneak them in here. Besides, these Warby Parker’s are gorgeous. Linwood style. Luxe.


Of course, any spending splurge is not complete without a book purchase (or three or five). This time it wasn’t for pleasure, unless you enjoy studying logic problems and test-taking, as I bought the LSAT prep book. Now I’m not saying that I’m taking the LSAT, but I’ve been thinking about what’s next for me, and I can’t believe I’m thinking of doing the whole law thing, but I might. I might! I at least bought the prep book and have it marked on my calendar to begin studying in June. Eeks. Again, Amal’s and my life, so intertwined.


These additions took the sting out of being injured a little bit; at the very least, it kept me occupied. I’m very much enjoying my latest purchases, but between you and me, these weren’t the miles I had hoped to rack up.

Running Uniformity

In searching for a photo for a previous post, I noticed something while skimming through my running pictures. Do you see it too?

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Like seriously, do I own just one pair of running shorts? I mean, I’d understand if they were all race photos because people sometimes have a particular (lucky) race outfit they like to wear, but even during training, every photo has me in the same brand, same style, same color shorts. Well, it’s for good reason. See…


Yeah, that’s five of the exact same pair of old school puffy Nike Tempo shorts (slightly ill-fitting and baggy because that’s how I roll), five black short-sleeved Nike Dri-Fit shirts, and for those super hot days, three of the exact same navy blue tanks from Target (don’t know the brand).

In a world of infinite options for running wear, I’ve managed to impose a running uniform upon myself.

I come by it naturally. See, I’m a Catholic/private school girl, so I wore uniforms from ages 6-17. I LOVE uniforms. While educators and parents cite lower clothing costs and reduced peer pressure, I just liked them because I didn’t have to think about what to wear. As I see it, it’s a physics issue. As in I have limited brain space and time. There’s only so much room up there to care about a finite amount of things, and I don’t want “figuring out what to wear” to take up too much of that pie chart.

It’s not that I don’t like or care about fashion. I actually have a healthy style interest and have carefully cultivated a particular aesthetic for myself. However, one of the advantages of being 47 years old, is that I’ve had a lot of time to figure out what I like and what suits me. I’m fairly particular and difficult to fit (not too many hobbit departments) and, add that to the fact that I hate shopping, well, once I find something that works, I’ll usually buy it in a couple different colors. Or three. Or, well…it’s 2014 Anthropologie.


In the morning, when I’m scrambling to get my pre-run, run, and post-run workout in before work, I don’t want to have to think about what I’m wearing and having this Nike Tempo short/black t-shirt pseudo-uniform addresses that need. I know it’s not Stella McCartney and it’s for sure not Galliano, but maybe Armani – a little boring but respectable? While wearing the same running outfit over and over again might be a snooze, I find that the brain space and time I save not thinking about it and not having to go shopping means I have a little more room for fun in another part of my life.

However, I’m also not immune to the fact that, um, BO-ring. So…voila! My latest purchase. And I only bought one.

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