And We Don't Care About The Young Folks

You will be pleased to know that we made it to and from Monterey this weekend without incident. Well, if "without incident" means that I only drove down a one-way street the wrong way once. And also maybe kind of drove into a dead-end while getting on the freeway in the dark. Apart from those two little mistakes---quickly and easily corrected, both of them---my time behind the wheel was not as bad as I had thought it would be. Turns out driving a car is pretty much like riding a bike: you just remember how to do it, and after that, instinct kicks in.

That's not to say it wasn't fairly stressful, of course, at least at first. When I asked---about half an hour into our journey, with my finger hovering over the air-conditioning button---whether everyone was getting enough air, my mother shook her head. "Nope," she replied "You've sucked it all out of the car."

In Monterey, my mum and sister and I stayed at the truly lovely Monterey Bay Inn, where I was somehow enough of a VIP to warrant a gift basket upon arrival, and not just any gift basket, but a gift basket containing wine, which was actually sort of compulsory at that point. (Hey, I said I got through the driving; I never said it was enjoyable. Have you ever driven from San Francisco to Monterey in the dark? Then you'll know what I'm talking about when I tell you about the road, that road, the one that's all twisty and windy and there aren't any street lights and people just whizz down it because they live there and they drive on that road all the time and they know every curve and switchback. That road drove me to the wine in the gift basket. That road also made me very, very grateful for the free cookies in the lobby of the hotel.)

After dinner at a pizza parlor that Susie and I unanimously agreed made us feel like we were in some sort of mid-90s TV series---it was very My So Called Life, like we all should have been wearing plaid and waiting for Jordan Catalano to walk in the door---we took a late night trip to the local drugstore, where we walked around in a trance, or at least two of us did. I'm not sure if you've ever been to a drugstore in Singapore, but....uh, there's not quite as much choice. You can have Toothpaste A or Toothpaste B and occasionally Toothpaste C if the ship brought some in that day, but beyond that, you're out of luck. To be faced with aisles and aisles of shampoo and lip gloss and self-tanner and sunscreen and greeting cards and candy and mascara and headache medicine and nail polish remover and......weeeeell, you start to see why they call America the land of opportunity. And also why my family lived here so long.

(So then we bought some chocolate and went back to the hotel and ate it in bed while watching HGTV, and I don't know about you, but that's my kind of evening. The next night we did exactly the same thing.)

Perhaps the only other major event of the weekend is that my 19-year-old sister coaxed me into buying some skinny jeans. Trust me, I am the last person I ever thought would wear skinny jeans---they are basically for 19-year-olds like my sister, or so I thought, well, her and Sienna Miller---but I'm here to tell you that they're actually surprisingly flattering. I'm still not really clear on how that could possibly be---they're so tight!---but just like a cheese and raspberry jelly sandwich, it's just one of those things that works. I urge you to try them, even if you don't think they'll work on you.

Plus I also bought these boots (for way less than that, THANK YOU MARSHALLS) and now at least I have something to wear them with. If you see me on the street in this getup, incidentally, try not to point and laugh. The 19-year-old made me do it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Camels & Chocolate
Oct 28, 2008

Isn't the MBI so quaint and grand? And I agree: Best gift basket ever. Glad you had fun! Also concur, that drive across on 17 is absolute Hell. I've done it a handful of times--in daylight--and even then, thought I was going to rupture an artery in my head (do you even have arteries in your head?) from concentrating too hard.

I finally gave in and bought skinny jeans last winter, too, and was also surprised (and simultaneously thrilled) that you don't have to be Susie's size to look good in them.

Oct 28, 2008

Wait, what? Cheese and raspberry jelly sandwich, SERIOUSLY? I've heard of many weird sandwich combos, such as peanut butter, cheese and pickles... or marmite and jam, but not this one. Not sure if I'm convinced yet. I'm too distracted by the suggestion to focus on the skinny jeans.

Oct 28, 2008

I am not sure what it is about skinny jeans. Is it genius? Is it madness? Impossible to tell.

I only know that I started wearing my leggings with some boots underneath sweater dresses and thinking that skinny jeans might not be so bad. In fact resolving to actually try some even though for years I have sworn they were a scrouge of humanity. But then years ago I wasn't comfortable with my thighs.

Mrs. Who
Oct 28, 2008

I HAVE driven that road at night! Small world. I went to a conference in Monterey and we spent a day in San Francisco, then drove back to Monterey at night. Luckily, my sister was driving. But still. Terrifying.

aBd libbing
Oct 28, 2008

I also used to be very anti-skinny jeans with boots, but have since become a convert. It's practically the uniform over here, along with super-bright colored tights with mini skirts (a look I am still unwilling to try).

Oct 28, 2008

I appreciate your encouragement on the skinny jeans front (and that of Sarah and Metalia) but I don't know that I will ever get over my ass size enough to buy a pair!

Liberal Banana
Oct 28, 2008

When we were recently in Greece, skinny pants and flats (and big sunglasses) were on every. single. woman. (Under 50, that is. Would it be weird to see your grandma in skinny jeans? Oh, what am I saying...I'm sure she'd look hot!)

So yeah, I need some. Actually, my last post was about how I tried to wear non-skinny pants with boots (cords, nonetheless) and how that did not work out at all. I don't know what I was thinking...

Glad you made it to Monterey and back in one piece!

Oct 28, 2008

Love the boots! And I totally agree with you on the skinny jeans thing. You really, really don't think they could possibly work and then you shut your eyes, try them on, and wow. They actually DO work. In all sorts of flattering ways. And they're just so dang cute with ballet flats!

Oct 28, 2008

"cheese and raspberry jelly sandwich"

You are *not* going to believe this, but I am sitting here right this very minute alongside a piece of Swiss cheese glopped with raspberry jam! (forget the bread -- just give it to me straight) It's a combo I have loved ever since I was a child. Doubters, consider the already-obvious merits of cream cheese and jelly on crackers, and then do give this a try. Has to be raspberry though. Other flavors, not so much of a delicacy.

And, that road, Holly? 17 is no piece of cake even in broad daylight. The people who drive that road are maniacs at best, and en-route home on a Friday?? I shudder to think. Very glad you survived.

Oct 28, 2008

I can vouch for the ass-affirming affects that skinny jeans has on those of us who feel too old for them. After bringing my grey ones home (from Urban Outfitters with the little red stitches on the back pocket) and falling in love with them, I went back and got another pair in a different color as well. Now I just need to figure out how to justify wearing my heart-shaped sunglasses, which don't really scream "I am a 28 year old woman!"

She Likes Purple
Oct 28, 2008

Another combo you wouldn't think pair well together---but is surprisingly delicious---is this panini:

Oct 28, 2008

ooh LOVE the boots!!!!

Anne & May
Oct 28, 2008

Fact: Skinny jeans are for people who are 5' 5" or taller. (This eliminates me.)

Fact: Those boots rule.

Fact: Your whole family is gorgeous.

I'm so jealous of your night with your mum and sis. I miss my family. Sniff, sniff.

Oct 28, 2008

I know that road! And have driven it so many times! And I was always the old grandma yelling "SLOW DOWN!" because I was sure someone was going to die. I'm pretty sure I held my breath every time I drove on THAT road.

Oct 28, 2008

I'm all about cheese and jam. And skinny jeans, lately. As you pointed out on Twitter, they are strangely more flattering than regular jeans. I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT. Is it witchcraft? An illusion? WHAT?

Oct 28, 2008

i love watching cable in hotels with junk food.
also, i miss bad decision tuesday, and eagerly anticipate its return!

Oct 28, 2008

I recently also jumped on the skinny jeans bandwagon, after visiting a big city for a concert and realizing I was the only one standing there in my bootcut jeans. Ack.

I had a hard time finding a good pair because 1.) I'm 5'2" and 2.) I'm an "apple shape", meaning I have chicken legs, no ass, and no waist. All my weight is in my tummy. So finding a pair that didn't make me look like an icecream cone was no small feat.

I can confidently say that Old Navy makes a cute pair of higher rise skinny jeans (in the Sweetheart cut) that help to cover the tummy. They come in all lengths, so I wouldn't have to worry about getting them hemmed up. And a little spanx helps to keep everything looking smooth.

Oct 28, 2008

Oh crap, I forgot about Bad Decision Tuesday. Good call!

Oct 29, 2008

Why yes, I have driven that road at night, or rather, I've passengered that road at night, with my speed-demon husband doing the driving. After all the twisty windiness, let's just say I was in no condition for wine. Or pizza. Or chocolate. It took me a few sips of white soda and a long slumber to recover.

I still get a little green just thinking about it.

Oct 29, 2008

Love the night you described, although I'm not sure I could pull off the skinny jeans...they give me and my extra-curvy butt the heebie jeebies!

Oct 30, 2008

I love the nineties pizza parlor!

Oct 30, 2008

I was anti-skinny jeans too until I found a fabulous, cheap pair in NYC. They seem too tight to be flattering and yet, they hold every thing in making you appear surprisingly thin and put togther. Just wait, you'll want another pair- they're addictive.

Oct 30, 2008

I desperately need to go jeans shopping this weekend and this is the 3rd thing I've seen telling me skinny jeans aren't just for I'm taking it as a sign. I'll at least try a pair on and give them a chance!

Three Cent Stamp
Oct 30, 2008

I love relaxing evenings like the one you described. LOVE those boots! These boots are made for walkin' .... ;-)

Oct 30, 2008

Glad you made it! Also...may we please see a picture of the ring? Belated congrats!

Oct 31, 2008

My dad eats peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches. And that face you just made (the one where your mouth contracted a little bit) reading about it perfectly sums up how they taste. But each to their own... I'll just stick to my boot-cut jeans.

Oct 31, 2008

Those boots are gorgeous! Thanks for telling me about the Monterey Bay Inn. Me and my hubby are celebrating our 10th anniversary next week, and he already gave me a gorgeous diamond necklace he bought from as an early present. So I want to surprise him with a romantic getaway for us at the Inn, it sounds lovely thanks!