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Today I'm wearing a mini-skirt--it's in this squarish mod pattern, with tonal shades of red and orange. It's mid-thigh. I'm also wearing a sleeveless coral-red turtleneck, and fuck-me-red patent leather shoes (my Life-Saving shoes--I got them for free after doing the Heimlich maneuver in the shoe department at Hecht's) and of course matching coral-red lipstick, with a bluish-red gloss on top. If anyone kissed me their mouth would be quite red. I'm just sayin'.

Oh yes, and a cherry-red satin bra. It's all about the red (and complementary shades of orange) today.

(After putting on this outfit this morning, I suffered a Dark Night of the Soul wherein I struggled about whether to wear pantyhose. All sorts of parameters to consider--the length of the skirt, the lack of sleeves in the shirt, the fact that I didn't tan last night. I gave in and put on the hose--can't look too hoochy-mama at work.)
From: [identity profile] ceebeegee.livejournal.com
So you saved a little girls' life.....and all you got were a pair of shoes?!?!?

Well, they were Bandolinos.

Sounds like you're a good chick to have around in a sticky spot.

What are you trying to say...? ;)

When I did my ship contract, I enjoyed the emergency drills. It was frustrating to be assigned a really pansy task during drills--herding the passengers into line--when what I really wanted to do was raise and lower the lifeboats. I learned how to do that and when the safety officer would ask for volunteers, I would beg to be chosen, and he'd only choose me if no guy was available. Our safety officer was really sexist--it was ridiculous, because most of the guys on my safety team were exhausted (they worked in the laundry) and I was all fresh and perky, and dying to lower the lifeboats. I did get to pilot them once.

We also watched a video once about the sinking of the ferry Estonia (a terrible disaster that happened in the mid-'90s) and learned there were different types of response modes in emergencies--denial, panic, an assessment of what needs to be done, and the ability to execute it. I guess I'm the latter because I've always been good in emergencies. It's always afterwards when I start shaking and need a drink. or several.
From: [identity profile] foulpost.livejournal.com
Like I know what the hell Bandolinos are..

Oh and now you're just as trained as I was in shipboard emergencies? Well if we ever wind up on a ship together I'll just follow your lead since I trust your judgement and I would probably turn into Dr. Smith. Oh deah...oh deah!
From: [identity profile] minstrel70.livejournal.com
I'll be sure to have both of you aboard the first time I skipper my own boat, in case of emergency.

I'm with [livejournal.com profile] ceebeegee on the "act swiftly, shake later" thing. I've never saved anyone's life but my own, but I have the exact same response after the adrenaline wears off from a life-threatening situation. I shake, and I feel weak like I haven't eaten in a month.

Date: 2004-05-25 02:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceebeegee.livejournal.com
You mean Captain Smith? Are you talking about the skipper of the Titanic?

Bandolinos are expensive Italian shoes. And I have a pair, my very own pair, in Fuck Me Red patent leather.

Date: 2004-05-25 02:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] foulpost.livejournal.com
No I mean Dr. Zachary Smith of Lost in Space

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