Dress Code, Part 1

With the exception of a minor few that have an acute shoulder deformity, what purpose to shoulder pads really serve? What kind of illusion are you trying to pull off? You want us to believe that you are more proper because your clothing contains these falsifiers? Now way. . . I'm on to you sister and you're not fooling anyone!

News Article of the Week

Tell me that this opening line doesn't completely intrigue you:

"LARAMIE, Wyo. — An anonymous tipster on horseback led authorities to the remote hideout of a former military sniper accused of fatally shooting his wife while she sang in a band. . ."

What the random? Here's the link, just in case you are interested:

http://deseretnews.com/dn/view/0,1249,695193014,00.html

How cool is this?

Enough said. . .

When tucking. . .

When tucking a shirt in (not that it happens all that often unless necessary), do you tuck into the pants or all the way down into the underwear? Now I'm pretty sure I know the socially correct answer to this (nobody is going to admit to the underwear), but I want to know the real, honest truth because I just saw something that would lead me to believe that this underwear tucking may happen on a regular basis. And if you DO admit to the underwear tucking, is it the added security of the elastic band that entices you so? Does it stay tucked better that way or something because I can't get over the 'sick' factor.

Thanks. . . but no thanks.

I discovered a phenomenon in the social networking world that I need a little help solving. It's what I can only deem as the 'Thanks, but no thanks rule'. (Copyright may be pending on this so proceed with caution.) Here's the shake down:

Say you are on a professional networking site where people can look up your resume and job history and all of that good stuff. In addition to these already obvious benefits (wink, wink), they can also 'link-up' and say that they know you just by being a member of the site. Well, maybe I'm the only one with this issue but just because I know you doesn't necessarily mean I want everyone to know that I know you. . . especially in the business sense. Is this making sense? Could I use the word 'sense' just one more time?

So here's the dilemma: I get an email request from a person that I work with that is inviting me to connect with them through this professional networking site and I don't want to. Here's my thought: "I know your work ethic and I know that it's not good and just in case other people know that about you as well, I don't want them to know that I am tied to you which may give off the impression that 'Yes, I am proud to have worked with ______.'" I'm just not ready to commit to this.

So, the question comes - what do I do now? They had to purposely invite me to connect so they know that they did it and that their email is just sitting in my inbox begging "Read me. . . open me. . . accept me". (Can you hear the little 'inbox voice' I'm trying to convey?) If I don't connect, they'll know that I really have no interest and it may offend them. Do I send a response saying "As soon as you're smart, I'll consider it"? Do I pretend like I never got it? The ideal situation would be if they sent this heathen request to a long list of people and they won't remember me. . . but odds of that are not good. Knowing my luck, there are two people on their list - me and their mom, and mom was really quick to accept.

WHAT NOW?

Excellent Question. . .

So in my previous post, I linked up to one of my new favorite shows - Kathy Griffin. . . so I, myself followed the link and started reading her blog (empirical proof that everyone has a blog!) and she had a really fun Q&A on there that I thought I would still and answer myself. . . just to give you all a little insight into the 'World O' Carlee'. . . so here we go:

What's in your iPod?
A little of everything, and I'm not kidding. Country to Broadway baby, it's all there. Let's be honest, we should be proud that I can even answer this question since I've only had an iPod for a week (thanks again for the encouragement Steph!)

What do you TIVO?
The Office, Grey's Anatomy, Rob and Big and cheesy 80s movies to watch just once

What are your best dating tips?
I wish I had some. . . whatever I'm doing must not be working for me! That's it! My best dating tip is to not act like me!

What animals do you have?
None. . . I want a dog really badly though.

What do you read on airplanes?
I like looking at magazines or reading autobiographies/motivational books. Let's be honest, I like watching movies on a plane! Reading on a plane makes me sleepy. . .

Who's your favorite fashion designer. . . . changes to be applicable to poor folk. . . what's your favorite article of clothing?
Either my Bermuda shorts or my plaid ones. It's so hot. . . the temperature, not in a Paris Hilton sense.

Who makes your favorite pair of jeans?
Dickies

Who are your icons?
Geez. . . I don't know about this. Kathy Griffin?

What's your favorite restaurant?
Maybe. . . Patricia's Mexican food. So good.

What's your favorite comfort food?
Ice cream, no question.

Feel free to answer one of these. . . or all of them if you're bored like me. . .

Hey. . . Paula?

Ok, so last weekend I experience a slight moment of shame. I was flipping through the channels and just as one of my favorite Bravo shows was ending - Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D List (shameless plug: could be one of the funniest shows on television right now. She has a pretty foul mouth but don't worry, it's bleeped. So really, it's Kathy and her assistants and her dogs and her family and a lot, lot, lot of bleeping. But, it makes me laugh pretty hard.), a new "hit" reality show was coming on. . . drum roll please. . . . . Hey Paula. If you haven't heard about it, it's a reality show where cameras follow the diva herself around and document the life and times of Paula Abdul. Straight up, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Sidenote: only Bravo could actually air this show. it could be the most random television network ever. Their ad on Google says "comedy, celebrity, fashion, poker, fitness, real estate and cook TV shows". . . uh, mildly weird combo? Anyway, back to Paula. . . .

You know how you pass by a train wreck (or any kind of wreck really because how often do you see an actual train wreck?) and you know that the moral and decent think to do would be to look away out of the respect for the horror that lies in front of you? But instead, you can't help but gawk, mouth wide open, and stare at the misery that lay hopelessly right in front of your face. That's Hey Paula. I should have turned the channel, I know that now. But that fateful Saturday afternoon filled with mind-numbing boredom caused me to gawk, mouth wide open and watch this show. It's been a long time since I've been able to describe any television as "a complete disaster", but this takes it, no question.

May I present to you a little clip of this tragedy in motion. . . This is a business meeting between Paula and one of the world's top perfume companies that has decided to help her come up with her own line. I would like to present this as actual evidence that Paula may spend her days drunk as a skunk. She says in the next episode that she's never been drunk. . . I ask the jury to reconsider.




Hey Paula! What were you thinking?

Welcome to 2007. . .

Thanks to Steph, this is my week-long motto. I encourage you all to look around and see some of the things that might make you question what year you're in (clothing styles, electronics, hairstyles are all good starting points) and then simply say to yourself 'Welcome to 2007'. It's a pretty fun game and it gets addicting. Here's my list for this week, to start:

I bought an iPod. . . the day the iPhone came out. Accident? Nope. Ironic? Yes. Welcome to 2007.

Birkernstocks + socks does not a cool outfit make. Welcome to 2007.

Birkenstocks + socks + Spandex leggings with stirrups do not a cool outfit make. Welcome to 2007. (in case you are wondering, the previous two lines are two separate violations on two separate people in one single day- I wasn't just making the situation worse.)

Watching several episodes of Saved by the Bell and realizing that maybe Kelly Kapowski isn't quite as cool as you originally thought, is a life-altering moment. Welcome to 2007.

Paula Abdul has a reality show? (more to come on this little gem). Welcome to 2007.

That ought to do for now. If you see anything that takes you back. . . way back, feel free to add it!