it's ABN's birthday and i have to work...which makes me feel like a horrible wife or partner...or whatever. we had peanut pasta for dinner last night (i over cooked the chicken) and cupcakes from the noe valley bakery and then this morning i made french toast and gifted him with a few items for his wardrobe - i made him promise that for every item he keeps he has to get rid of something old and ratty. i'm not sure how much of a gift this makes it but i am hoping it will help with the purging process. unbelievably the jeans fit (this never happens, he tends to try on half a gazillion pair only to be frustrated that he can't jam everything he needs in life into the pockets) but i think the puffy vest is going back - can't blame a girl for trying. tonight he is going to meet me outside PN and then we'll go out for birthday dinner and fun (but i can't write just where here because he'll read it and then he'll know and it's not like what we're doing is so freaking out of no where but a little surprise is always nice).
yesterday i spent the morning at corporate looking at the new spring line. for the most part i think they are moving in the right direction - away from the san francisco man and more towards everyday (ABN will still never where it). also, they are moving from purple towards blue (which isn't really an also, but more an example of my previous point). i felt important and sophisticated and like i had a greater purpose. like my opinion might directly impact something - like i could promote real change. like i use to do...with suicide and teens and jews. now i help people look...good...look...better. i'm trying to come terms with how i feel about that.
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