Random facebook stalking

No, no, it's not what you think. I was just looking at some old pictures of me on Facebook while the husband was playing Call of Duty. I realized a few things:
1) I look really young without any eye makeup. Note to self.
2) My sense of style really hasn't changed since college. I'm still drawn to things like cardigans and camisoles, and button downs with shorts, and really feminine pieces. I never realized that until today. I assumed I had evolved. Oops, well, I guess you can't improve on something perfect. =D

So my bff N sent me a link to an Hermes pdf showing different ways to wear scarves. I don't have any scarves that fall softly the way I think a superexpensive Hermes silk scarf does, but I'm trying to see if I can incorporate scarves into my outfits. I'll post when I do.

First business trip and first client presentation

So I'm really excited to finally present to a client at our meeting on Friday. I'm a little nervous, but I think some prep time on the plane -- or actually in the airport, since I'll be sleeping on the plane given that it's a 7:30 am flight -- should be enough. I'm also practicing in front of my team, but I'd like to make sure I don't sound stupid before I get in front of them -- in case they decide to take away that responsibility.

But I don't know what to wear. I have a grey dress that goes with a bunch of suit separates, that I was planning to wear. However, after pulling it out for a trial run last week, I realized it's a little on the short side. I'm not sure it's really business appropriate. It's also going to be 59 degrees and cloudy, so it's not the best weather. So question for you all. Should I wear pants or the dress and tights? I have such a hard time deciding =(

A very late update on the weekend

I actually had a really good weekend. One of the best I've had in a while. It helped that it didn't drizzle/rain this weekend. Not that I can complain because it's like 50 degrees here.

So on Saturday, I found a tailor and dropped off some blinged out sweatpants to be hemmed and a tweed-ish dress to be adjusted. It was really nice to find a tailor in LA finally -- and one within walking distance. I'm hopeful that he does a good job, and considering all the designer stuff he had in his store, I'm sure if other people can trust him with designer dresses, I can trust him with a $10 pair of sweatpants (and ironically the hemming charge was more than the cost of the pants). Also, I finally cleaned the kitchen and swept the floors and cleaned all my clothes off the floor so I didn't feel so constrained by the clutter.

And then we went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant in Santa Monica. The food was really really good. They had some garlicky basil olive oil dipping sauce that I was considering just drinking. I refrained. But then at some point after a few sips of champagne, a plate of salad, and 3 pieces of bread with oil, I started to feel nauseous. I don't know what it was, but something disagreed with me, and I had to throw up -- for the first time in 2 years (the last time was on the day I defended my masters thesis and I gave into peer pressure and had way too much to drink). Not fun. But I came back and attacked my truffle-y, mushroom-y papardelle with gusto. I don't ever use the word "gusto" but it seemed oddly appropriate in this case. Anyway, even with my "issues", I plan to go back to the restaurant and keep all 3 courses in my stomach.

On Sunday, the husband and I got Indian food with some of my coworkers. It was really nice to hang out with a big group of people and just laugh and have fun. And then the best part of Sunday -- I found an Indian store within sane driving distance. I got guavas, mangos, custard apples/cherimoyas, frozen okra, frozen Indian snacks, and Indian yogurt/dahi/thayir/perugu. My husband is obsessed with Indian yogurt, and for the last 6 months has really been craving rice and yogurt, but we hadn't found a good Indian store that stocked it. So finally, we have one.

The best part of Sunday though really was making spicy caramel popcorn (see above) (recipe here: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/brian-boitano/sweet-and-spicy-kettle-corn-recipe/index.html). I'd never made caramel before, and it had been one of those things I wanted to learn to do. It wasn't a chewy caramel, but it gave a nice sweet flavor to the popcorn, and the spices were really good. There was a little too much salt though, so if you make the recipe, I'd recommend putting about half the recommended amount.

And then after a dinner of yummy Indian food, the husband and I watched the end of the final season of Dollhouse. Totally awesome.

Really, Netflix??

Is it just me or does this Netflix recommendation not make any sense?

Interesting tidbits

My apologies for not posting anything in a while. After getting the flu the week before last, I didn't do anything interesting enough to blog about. But now, after a week of being healthy (although I think I'm getting sick again), I finally have something interesting to share.

1. The husband and I went to a nice Asian place for dinner last night for an early Valentine's Day dinner. Food was good and the atmosphere was pretty cool, except for the fact that I was literally 6 inches away from the table next to us. But the bad news was I had to limit my water intake because I couldn't leave the table without a waiter coming to slide the table out so I'd have enough room to exit.

2. Another fun story from the dinner -- the table next to us (the one that was 6 inches away) had a couple on their first date. I happened to overhear some of their conversation (I was sitting closer to the girl at that table than I was to my husband), but it was so boring! The girl was talking about some exercise she did at the gym and then about a conversation she had with her mom and sister about turkey salad. The guy she was with looked so bored and just kept staring at his plate while she was talking. Then the bill came and the guy put his credit card down and the waiter took it to process the card. The waiter comes back two minutes later, whispers with the guy, and points to the card. His card's been declined! It must be so embarrassing for that to happen on a first date. He went to the back with the waiter and must have figured it out, but his date was sitting there for like 5 minutes just waiting for the whole payment situation to be figured out. I wonder if that fiasco will prevent him from getting a second date.

3. As the husband and I were driving to work, we saw a guy shaving his neck in his car. Gross. He was literally driving and holding the razor to his skin. One, that seems really dangerous. Two, what's he going to do about the bits of facial hair that are probably now on his shirt. Three, doesn't it hurt to shave one's face without shaving cream?

Anyway, that's about the only interesting things I have to share. Hopefully I'll have better stories soon.