Julie - Out and About

  Previously on Julie Out And About - I have been out of town for a month now - and due to my work/living situation, Julie had to stay behind in WA.  Being an actor, I know the power of "let's pretend". Or, as some say, the "fake it til you make it" attitude. Well, I have been trying to keep MY attitude rose colored, but it hasn't been easy. Walking around NYC, all I can think about is how I'd enjoy it SO much more if I was dressed pretty. What's a girl to do? Grin and bear it, I guess. Try to occupy my mind with other stuff and not dwell on it. But when I see women walking down 8th Avenue in GORGEOUS outfits, when I hear their heels click-clacking across 42nd Street, it becomes VERY disheartening. It makes me think, "when will I be able to let Julie Out and About again?" (well, I know when that may be, because I get back home January 5th, but you know what I mean) Time for a photo So I will continue on, trying to enjoy this chapter of my l...

  Don't Panic!  (hey, it worked for Douglas Adams) Let me explain. No, there's no time - let me sum up. (William Goldman) I will be hitting the road at the end of the week - out of town work that will take me thru January 5th.  But it will mean that Julie will stay home as the other guy traverses the country.   Toward that end, I was able to take 2 very good outings this past week.  On Thursday I had a night out.  Wandering the Mall Finding some light reading for my trip As well as a test drive for my new Red Coat I wanted to get REALLY dressed up, so this night that included my fingers. IMPRESS nails - in 10 years I've only had one fall off The biggest disappointment was that I was - again - alone. Then came Saturday, and I was able to fall back into my "semi-regular" Saturday morning routine. Starting with breakfast at Golden Corral. Casual Saturday Wardrobe I was greeted with a smile by the cashier at the front. Sweet gal, and I complimented her nec...

  There are times when I feel beautiful, there are times when I feel pretty - but I seem to have the most fun during those times that I feel Cute!   The following article was penned by a FB friend and inspiration, Dina Walters.  "There's a special kind of magic in being cute. Not runway perfection. Not airbrushed magazine fantasy. But cute.  Warm, approachable, smile-making cute. "C ute isn’t about flawless eyeliner or perfectly sculpted cheekbones. Cute is the sparkle in your eye when you laugh at a joke between friends. Cute is a soft top in a blush shade that whispers confidence without ever shouting. Cute is choosing to see yourself every day with kindness, even on the days when the mirror feels like an evil trickster. " For so long, I thought I had to earn beauty. Earn femininity. Earn the right to look in the mirror and say, Yes, darling, you’re radiant. But somewhere along this journey, I’ve learned that cute is totally free. Cute is mine already. Cute is...

 Well, not ENTIRELY pictoral . . .  It was a Tuesday night, and I was alone - so maybe more appropriately called A Girl's Night Out.  But I made the most of it. I walked around downtown, visited a few of our classier hotels, but didn't meet anyone who offered to buy me a drink. (sigh) I felt beautiful, and had to assume it was true since no one complimented me, or even spoke to me. Oh well, maybe NEXT year. Stay Safe And Pretty, Sweeties.

  Actually had time to get all "Julie-ed Up" -- but only at home.  No one to go out with no where to go out to, so I hit upon an idea. Dare I say it? I dare! I staged an informal Boudoir Shoot for myself! What DOES she have in that trunk? I rarely go to bed alone My fav nightie and robe Gotta have a shoe dangle! Told ya I was bored!  Until something exciting happens in my life, this will have to do. Until then, you know . . .  Stay Safe And Pretty, Sweeties

They say "Good Things Come To Those Who Wait". Well, I waited, and it was . . . . pretty good. It would have been better if I had someone to share it with, but I got out and that's the important thing. Getting the house to myself is always the hardest part, and that I did. Which allowed me to get ready at my leisure.  I got home from work at 5 and started the Julie-fication Process. The Outfit Of The Evening I ultimately changed shoes - and hair - before going out.  As we are now a 1 car household I was relegated to the bus and walking. Not that I don't like those transportation methods, but it does limit my options for where to go. Just another lady on the bus My neighbor - a friend but very conservative - was not at home, so walking out the front door wasn't a problem. To the bus stop, then to one of our newer shopping areas - Kendall Yards. I wasn't sure what time places closed there on a Thursday, but I took my chances. Turns out most of the shops closed a...