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I’m back from Las Vegas. Everything went well at the airport and on the flight home yesterday.E didn’t do so well in his racing. And he was in an accident. Right in front of me. I think my heart stopped. And even though I could see he was ok, there were a few tears (maybe of relief). He damaged some stuff on the kart and I tried to help fix it. I also helped with lifting the kart on and off the stand, and with push starting him. I’m so grateful to all the guys who helped with that. The kart is HEAVY. So lifting it empty, and especially pushing it with E in it is hard. The racing overall was good, though. Very competitive field, lots of drivers from around the country and from other countries.
We saw as much as we could in the non-racing time. Went through most of the main hotels on the strip. Went downtown to check out Fremont Street. Watched the fountains at Bellagio. Saw Phantom at The Venetian. Saw Hoover Dam. Ate some nice dinners. People-watched. Oh, the people-watching. Just kind of soaked it all in.
Here’s a little tidbit about me: I cry. I’m an emotional person. I cry at happy and sad. I also cry when I’m very tired, and often when I’m tired and hungry and something is stressing me out. So, Monday afternoon – my seventh day in Vegas – I was getting a little stressed out. I was tired, and hungry, and really wanted some ice cream and a nap. E and I were on Fremont Street, and I had a minor breakdown. Just turned towards the wall and sobbed. I needed to get it out. Usually after something like this happens, I’m fine. Just let me go for a minute and I’ll recover ok. Unfortunately it freaks E out a little, even though I tell him to not worry.
So as I’m recovering (using the last of my tissues) a guy on a bike rolls up to us and shoves a piece of paper advertising whatever into E’s hand. He says something along the lines of Are you guys interested in such and such? I grabbed the paper from E’s hand and shoved it back at the guy and said, No we’re not! The guy looks at me and says, Well, that was rude. I said, Maybe what was rude was you shoving paper in our face. He left after that.
I used to be so bad about comebacks. I would think of them, but think it so rude to say them. Now I try not to be so rude, but also try not to hold back what’s on my mind.
So anyway, I think 7 days is a bit much for Vegas – especially with another event on top of that. I would definitely go back. Find a hotel with a nice pool for some R&R during the day and scope out some nightlife later. Maybe a spa visit next time, too.
Hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving!
I see a lot of people dressed badly. I think, Do they look at themselves before they leave the house and think, Yeah baby, I look good! Or do they not even care?
I like to think I dress well. Clothes fit and are appropriate for the situation. I have had items tailored to fit properly. I buy the best quality I can for my budget. Etc.
So, without further ado, some style tips I live by:
Do wear clothes that fit properly (no matter the size). Not too tight, not too baggy, just right.
Make sure the pant length matches the shoe height. I hate pants that drag, or look too short because the heels are high.
No socks with sandals. Gah!
No panty lines. Forgivable, but also avoidable.
No bra straps showing. Please.
Don’t overload on the accessories. It’s not necessary to wear every piece of jewelry you own all at the same time.
Black might be acceptable with everything, but it’s not always the best choice. I’m talking about the ladies who only carry a black handbag because “it goes with everything”.
Jeans aren’t appropriate for every occasion. Yes, you can dress them up or down, but sometimes they just don’t cut it. Wear a dress! Who doesn’t love a good reason to dress up?
Extras:
I can’t do black with navy or dark brown. Altho other shades of blue and brown can work with black.
Gray is a great neutral.
Be tasteful.
