After my last post, I had a few people grumpily say There is NOTHING good about January, to which I respond, sunnily, There is only a week left! One week and then we are into February! So there's a positive thought for you, even if it is just time tick-tick-ticking away. Also, tomorrow is Robbie Burns' Day, for all you of Scottish or partial Scottish heritage. Time for the annual viewing of So I Married An Axe Murderer, complete with Rod Stewart and the Bay City Rollers impersonations. My dad is probably gearing up for a Haggis feast right this very second. I was in the grocery store the other day and noticed this sign:
It's so cheerful! Got Haggis?
Gracious, that's repellent. Well, the Scots are not known for their cuisine, that is for sure. Anyone for some sausage cooked in a lamb's stomach with a side of boiled potatoes? OH YES PLEASE. Has anyone noticed that there is not exactly a plethora of Scottish cookbooks around? There is a reason.
So I'm not a fan, of haggis or boiled potatoes. But each to his own, right? For example, my husband hates my new hairband, which I think is the cutest thing ever. It has a bow on it! And lest you think that I look like I'm about to break into the Good Ship Lollipop, the bow is very small:
I think it's cute, anyway. It occurred to me that the gap between what my husband thinks is cute and stylish and what I think is cute and stylish is often very wide indeed. I do tend to pause, if he has issue with something I think is tres adorable, because after all I do not want to become one of those women who bring to mind the wretched "mutton dressed as lamb" saying. It's good to have feedback, even if that feedback isn't exactly what we want to hear.
Which brings to mind something I meant to mention last week, but I was too mired in the January Blues. Kate Middleton is, in my opinion, the most beautiful woman in the world. What I wouldn't do for her hair and her wardrobe. Her shoes! Anyway, she is, without a doubt, stunning. This portrait, however, is not:
Now, I'm no artist. (This is an understatement. I can draw little stick people, daisies, and a happy little sun and that is about it.) However, I find myself a bit depressed about this portrait. If this can happen to Kate, what chance do the rest of us have? At least her hair still looks fabulous, even though her eyes look strangely dead and she looks like she needs to sleep for twelve hours.
All of which is to say, feedback is good, even if it is not what we wish to hear. And yes, I know that Kate was purportedly thrilled with this portrait, and to that I think, well, what is she going to say? Is she going to threaten to have him beheaded and throw a bucketful of paint at it? I'm guessing NOT. I'm guessing she dug deep into her good manners reserves, smiled politely, went home, and berated William with questions "Do I need a new undereye concealer? My god, why didn't you TELL ME?"