Hair/Makeup Time: 5 mins

 

Duties: Laundry/Theatre Sneaking

 

Thoughts: HUMP DAY! Lady month is half way through, I’ve come so far but there’s so much more to go. I chose to celebrate by doing the laundry. My usual method is to dump all the clothes in together on the hot cycle and as long as I don’t put that stupid maroon towel in there and turn everything maroon, it works out fine. New challenges have arisen now that I’m working with much crapper quality clothing. In the past two weeks I’ve bought five new tops with a combined value of about $30. They ain’t made of kevlar. The tops all come with very strict washing instructions which I feel compelled to follow because I can see how flimsy the poor things are. I did a dark load for all my jeans, blacks, socks etc; and a light load for whites, fleshes, knickers etc. I hit a conundrum with my navy and white striped beach t shirt. It’s half way between! What do I do?!

 

Laundry done, I headed into the activities of the day with a pair of brown jeans and a see-through singlet with a black shrug over the top. I put on a tiny pinch of makeup and just bowed quietly to my now over-grown hair and left it to forge its own destiny. It decided to flop into an imitation of Hitler’s side part, but as it is now evil hair I thought it styled itself appropriately.

 

Activities of the day included going to Grant Street Theatre to watch play readings from the VCA’s Writing For Performance students. Afterwards we ninja’d across to the Malthouse and bluffed our way into the opening night party for Wild Surmise. There was free booze and snacks (which was awesome coz I hadn’t had dinner), and my sexy man friend and I know enough about theatre that we could discuss the play we hadn’t seen with great aplomb. Luckily, dressing like a lady meant that I was prepared for the sneaky soiree and I didn’t feel under-dressed. I felt like Leonardo DiCaprio in Catch Me If You Can. Blending into a high-end theatre party is 90% how you look, 10% what you judiciously avoid saying.

 

Here’s a photo of me with an ill-gotten beer. Heil Hair!

 

And here’s one that Em took earlier that day that I think is hilarious…