Today I had a rather pleasant time.
Went to the hairdresser's which is always the making of a perfect day. Hair is now shiny and beautiful. Sigh.
When I got to the hairdresser's she was doing her cousin's hair. He is Italian and terribly good looking. Very gay and always dressed beautifully. After he left and I sat down my hairdresser relayed to me what her cousin had said about me when I walked in.
"Who is that creature? She is so hot. Look at her bone structure. How gorgeous. And, well, her handbag is so divine", were his words.
You know, a compliment from a gay guy is the best of all. They are objective and so fashion aware! I felt very fantabulous for the rest of the day and it inspired me to go shopping. First thing I picked up were a pair of ankle boots to wear under jeans for winter. My Doc Martens finally reached the shabby shoe status and needed replacing.
Then I bought an Italian made fitted, long sleeve jumper that had an unusual collar on it. You know, the sort of collar that says "designer" about it. It was reduced from $249 to $79 which was the main motivation behind buying it as there is no way I would spend $249 on a jumper.
The colour was an unusual taupe shade and the fabric was a stretchy mix of wool and viscose. Very soft and with a slight texture to it. When I got home and tried it on again my husband looked at it closely.
"Nice, very, very nice", he said.
"Really? I think so too", I answered as I admired the price reduction on the tag again.
"Really nice. In fact, that fabric would be great to use as head lining for the Rover", he mused out loud. Okay, well, that is one way of looking at it. I will know what to do with it when I get sick of it.
The last compliment came from my son when I picked him up from school. I had also bought a scarf that looked like a big crinkly pashmina. Very groovy. Also very cheap (reduced of course).
When my son came out of the classroom he looked at me and said my hair looked great and that the scarf suited me.
Compliments from a gay guy are great, compliments from a husband are also appreciated (even if the car head lining comment was part of that) but compliments from my 11 year old son are always extra special.
Yep, I am feeling pretty special today.