Fahion is a state of mind

I was watching one of my favourite movies. One of my many, many favourite movies... "The Devil wears Prada". In it there's a quote about fashion designers:

What they created was greater than art, because you live your life in it.

This is... an interesting point of view and I appreciate it. I am a sucker for fashion. It's not that I really wear couture, because everytime I try something on with some funky colours or patterns, I look like a clown. But I appreciate couture for what it stands. A way of expressing yourself, of expressing your view of the world. A way of showing the progress the world has been experiencing and a view back to the history of fashion. It is important that some designs and coulours/patterns repeat themselves over time, but they never ever are the same. Ever! It's just a way of remembering and appreciating fashion history for what it did for us.

Ok... Fashion blog over.

I got the news today that I will spend Thursday in a car. Driving to a city where my boss wants to spend the next 5 years, then walk through an empty building, then drive back. With my boss in my tiny, tiny car. 7h of driving. I'm looking forward to that.

I would love to bore you with more details from my life, but I'm very tired and have a 10h work day tomorrow ending with a lovely presentation by yours truly. I'm telling you... when I'm finished with this job, I'll be really good at... whatever I'm doing.

Lyrics of the day: I hope that I don't fall in love with you by Tom Waits.

Well I hope that I dont fall in love with you

cause falling in love just makes me blue,

Well the music plays and you display

Your heart for me to see,

I had a beer and now I hear you

Calling out for me

And I hope that I dont fall in love with you.

Well the room is crowded, people everywhere

And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?

Well if you sit down with this old clown,

Take that frown and break it,

Before the evenings gone away,

I think that we could make it,

And I hope that I dont fall in love with you.

Well the night does funny things inside a man

These old tom-cat feelings you dont understand,

Well I turn around to look at you,

You light a cigarette,

I wish I had the guts to bum one,

But weve never met,

And I hope that I dont fall in love with you.

I can see that you are lonesome just like me,

And it being late, youd like some some company,

Well I turn around to look at you,

And you look back at me,

The guy youre with has up and split,

The chair next to yous free,

And I hope that you dont fall in love with me.

Now its closing time, the musics fading out

Last call for drinks, Ill have another stout.

Well I turn around to look at you,

Youre nowhere to be found,

I search the place for your lost face,

Guess Ill have another round

And I think that I just fell in love with you.