bookmark_borderHot week from hell

I don’t think I wrote about the time I collapsed in my office last summer from heat exhaustion.

Well, I did. And the other members of my office (after they realized I really was in trouble) helped me out with water and cool cloths. It was quite an event — especially after we realized that I was the only person with first aid training but I was in no shape to help myself.

It was — as noted — just heat exhaustion. After some water and some rest in a cool house I was just fine.

This is on my mind because this week is looking to be just too damn hot. They said on the news that records will be broken.

I am not looking forward to it. Not at all.

bookmark_borderHello jean manufacturers/designers and retailers: I have a job but my ass is too fat for you…

Today I was fondling some Dondup jeans at Lileo in the Distillery District. Nice jeans — too bad they were so teeny that even new somewhat slender me didn’t have a hope in hell of getting them on.

So annoying as they were only $375.

I’d never been to this store before. They carry high end Japanese and European jeans among many other beautiful and expensive things. I was in fashion heaven.

Now I can’t afford a closet full of jeans that cost more than my first car but I can afford a pair or two. And I would buy them, too. I am a jeans slut.

But no. Not for still chubby-assed me. None of the high end jeans (with the exception of Seven which I have) come my size.

I am pretty much average sized for my age here at home and I’m downright slender in the United States but I still must compromise on jeans.

This is wrong and I won’t stand for it any longer.