As I'm looking out that window right now, it's snowing. What the hell, Mother Nature? Right before spring sprang, it was 70 degrees and sunny. Now, we get to enjoy winter, part 2. I was really hoping that I'd put my coat away for good, but apparently that was wildly optimistic on my part.

Despite the irksome weather, I've still been dressing with spring in mind.

I'm kind of loving the masculine touches (slicked back hair, buttoned up shirt, and loafers) to such a feminine look (florals, full pink skirt). I think it gives the whole thing a nice balance and keeps it from looking to sweet. I got a boat load of compliments the other day from an adorable girl who I think was about four years old; while it's always nice to get compliments, I'm not sure I want to appeal quite that much to someone who still thinks unicorns and glitter are the last word in chic.

I've always found it kind of tough to pair either of these two items, which are both on the busy side, so I was surprised at how much I like them together. I think it helps that the skirt has a little bit of blue in it that matches the blue in the shirt, and the shirt, similarly, has a little bit of pink that helps tie it to the skirt.

This looks a little awkward with my top buttoned up all the way, but I decided that high kicks are going to be my thing, and damnit, I meant it! At least until I get tired to it.

This weekend was both really nice, and quite bittersweet. One of my best friends is moving out of the state next week, so Friday night she organized a trip to King Spa, the Korean spa out in the suburbs, and sushi and a drag show on Saturday. It was a great chance to get out and enjoy some time with my friends, but also a sad reminder that I'm not going to get to hang out with her whenever we want to anymore. She's one of my very favorite people - that rare kind of person that just about everyone loves, because she's smart, funny, and cool, with wide and varied interests, a treasure trove of stories, and the ability to listen with interest to any silly thing that I might say - and I feel like there's going to be this big hole in my life, now that she won't be here.

Damn, I'm making it sound like she's dying. I don't have a ton of friends, though, so while I'm happy for her that she's going to go live on a farm in a super cool bus and be the awesome hippie person that she's meant to be, I'm kind to miss the shit out of her.

She's the one in the middle. She doesn't usually rock the Rocky Horror makeup, but I'm thinking maybe she should...

Anyway, Brian and I were playing music for each other recently, and he hit on a band that he thought I would love. And it turns out that I actually do! My musical tastes are kind of unpredictable and idiosyncratic, so that's unusual. Anyone else like Squirrel Nut Zippers? Weird, unclassifiable stuff from the 90s, and now that I've heard it, I just want to keep hearing it. Now that I'm taking the burlesque classes, I also keep mentally noting anything I hear that might be good to perform to, and they've got that in spades.