Disco Inferno

Im packing to go see Sarah; we always spend NYE together. I tried on last years ensamble, to see if it still fit,(its a bit tighter,) but the look is so last year, and it might be a bit over the top for riding ebikes around the lake and bar hopping. This gorgeous body con dress showed up on my FB feed, (They know me so well) and I'd love to buy it; asymetrical...green...if I just had somewhere to wear it to. I suppose I could put it on while I vacuum, and be "casually beautiful" (nod to Megan.)





Yesterday I went out and bought a new suitcase, one that is light enough for a plane. Yes, people, Im getting on a plane; the first time since 1995. My mom is concerned. I always enjoyed air travel, but my chemical sensitivities, have keept me grounded. If you hear a story about a woman dying on a plane mid flight, that will most likely be me. But I have to try. Im checking my bag, and to keep it from blending in, I glued rhinestones on it...with the very smelly and toxic Gorilla Glue. Again, Im trying things I've not been able to do before. Gorilla Glue was a bad idea. I didnt sleep last night, and developed all the Covid symptoms, which mirror chemical poisoning. To be on the safe side, I joined 200, (and that was just 30 minutes after opening) other people at the convention center for a covid test; Im negative.

My one of a kind, death defying suitcase. It matches my disco ball outfit.