See, it has exactly the opposite effect on me--my energy gets very depressed. Yesterday I felt as though I were moving through vegetable oil. And dammit, I don't feel sexy. I cannot feel sexy when I have to swathe my body in layers and layers of clothing. Not to mention, when you're as little as I, it's difficult to do things practically when you're so overdressed--eg., purses slide off my shoulders, I can't move my arms very well. I feel like Ralphie in A Christmas Story.
Every year at this time I fanticize about moving to New Orleans and living in sybaritic, warm, subtroical, jazz-infused splendor.
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Date: 2004-01-10 10:20 am (UTC)Every year at this time I fanticize about moving to New Orleans and living in sybaritic, warm, subtroical, jazz-infused splendor.