"My hair is rambunctious." -- __wolverine__
There was a vote of no confidence held in regards to Monday. So, for the most part, it was ignored. I did do a bit of brain storming with a co-conspirator, submitted for a few roles and kept up my work with The Artist's Way but I didn't attempt much of anything else. It was the last day of the horrible heat wave too so it seemed appropriate to relinquish myself to the exhaustion shared by many in the city. Whim reigned supreme and all was peaceful in the universe.
The price of that veto of a vital day in the never-quite-long-enough week with its poverty of hours came thundering down this morning. But I was ready for it.
I have spent the last month allowing myself the process of a blue sky brainstorming on the topic of my upcoming class. I decided to meditate upon it at length and go down every avenue that captured my imagination to get it all out there for my perusal. This week, I will hone all of that material and all of my experience into a useful, pervaliciously fun two hours.
The other great pursuit of the week is preparing for the Aristocracy Ball on Sunday at Malediction Society. I already own a gorgeous, one of a kind ball gown created by azacdesigns that has never seen the light of day save in a photo shoot. I am borrowing the hoops (because I haven't had them made yet). However, I am not sure what I will do about my hair. I'd like to just hire someone but everyone I'd trust is also going to the Ball. They will have their hands full working on their own fabulousness. I have all week to resurrect my previously fierce updo hair skills and make some kind of hair piece to match the gown.