March 3, 2009
My great friend Dave is turning another year older this week so I invited him out for some pasta dinner at Chianti's for a chilled out acknowledgment of the occasion. Since Don was going to meet us and he happened to drive yesterday, I decided to forego the bike and took my bus and then walked up 82nd ave 4-5 blocks.
I made Dave an apple crisp and also gave him a jar of lemon curd from the batch I had made yesterday afternoon. This makes me sound like I'm really nice and everything (because I love baking and such), but poor Dave is also diabetic so he needs to make sure he injects himself with lots of life sauce before he enjoys these gifts.
Here's a crappy self portrait taken with my iPhone... the lights on the bus aren't that flattering. Oh well! I'm afraid to say my parka generally dominates any 'style' factor in my outfits as of late. It's not NOT stylish, it's just such a frequent item I wear. Even when it's much warmer the parka breathes because it's down filled. And I love the hood, wind be damned when I have it on! My point is, when I stand in front of the closet choosing a coat... I usually, by default, go for my beloved parka.
The scarf is cashmere... does that earn me any style points?