Skullbie wrote:
My dad has been doing mom's laundry since she works a lot. I mistakenly left my laundry basket out and he did all of it. Ruined three shirts. ._. I know he was trying to be nice but goddamn it you dont put rayon in the dryer. Now I have to think of some way to tell him not to do my laundry without it being totally awkward ungrateful daughter tier.
I love doing my own laundry because I am very particular about detergents (everything is unscented). I really do not like anyone washing my clothes so I just make that known and I keep dirty laundry out of plain sight. It gets really problematic when all sorts of scented detergents, bleach, or fabric softeners are used because it irritates my skin.
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I just returned home from a very eventful outing. I decided to dress up in a nice outfit that I put together. White blouse, turquoise A-line skirt, black belt, knee highs, and flats. I wanted to look presentable.
I tried out a new cafe that had everything I love like green tea matcha made with almond milk. The vibe was right and it was a very inspiring environment to draw. I left ALL technology at home so I was able to get some uninterrupted creative time. I feel this is mandatory for the preliminary, sketching stages. The staff was very friendly!
Later, I stopped by a small tortillerilla for an empanada and then I decided to go into the brewery for a 2oz taster next door. Now here is the interesting thing, while sitting there, a man and his wife had ordered a pizza from across the street and thought it was far too large for them to eat so they offered me a free slice of coal fired pizza. Then I stopped by one of my favorite spots for a vegan chocolate chip cookie and the guy at the counter asked, "Is that all?" And I said, "Yes. I made a special trip just for this cookie." And he just slid it across and told me that I could take it…on the house. I offered to tip instead, he refused, I insisted that he made change, but he insisted, said it was okay. I accepted the cookie and left graciously. Small towns just feel friendlier than large cities.
I am pretty sure I did not have any dirt on my face. In fact, I felt good, I looked very clean and smelled nice! I think I learned that dressing my best when I go out will reflect the way I am feeling and will lead to more positive interactions with strangers. I believe analyzing how wardrobe affects the way strangers are treated could be made into some sort of social experiment.
