The Incredible Ridiculousness of it

Today, I was shopping online for a watch – a pretty and girly one that would fit my dainty wrist. The band of my current watch did not clasp right, and it pinched me a lot. There was a big selection, but none of them appealed to me. I double-checked that I was looking in the women’s section.

I found an oversized black and gold watch with several dials and gauges. Because the clock’s hands were gold and blended with the gold face, it was difficult to see what time it was. Why would a person, a woman especially, purchase such a watch? I suppose some would buy it just because of the brand name Rolex. A crown was embossed, centered over the word ‘Rolex.’

WhoopDeeDoo. I am SO NOT impressed. The cost of this ugly, monstrous watch? This is where I lost reality. The thing cost MORE than my fully loaded, brand new Subaru.

No one needs (or deserves) such a watch. Your cell phone tells you the time whenever you pick it up. It’s an ego thing, I guess. I have an ego like everyone else on the planet, but mine seems to be more practical in nature. It would never allow me to spend that kind of money on an ugly watch.

For this, I am truly grateful.

Oscar Madness

This weekend, I have guests here for the Oscar Festivities. I am not ready. HA! Pardon the understatement. I suppose I assumed the official night would be later in March. I was shocked to find out they are this weekend. The Big Event was always the week of my daughter’s B-day – the 25th. How dare they move it up without my consent. Arggh!

Typically, I have a big “To-Do” planned. I’m talking about sending fancy invitations through the post office, stamps and all. It is a formal affair at a mountain resort, where guests are pampered and granted (nearly) every wish they make. The hostess (me) is busy with food, fashion, and spa appointments. Guests have a dress code: “What would you wear to the Oscars if you were there in person?”

I am often asked, “Why do you make your guests dress up?”
The simple answer is to promote the Oscar “feeling.” The truth is that we have more fun dissing the fashions of the attending audience if we are superiorly dressed. The Red Carpet is how our reverence for the Oscars began. My daughter and I had gone through a super lousy patch that year, and she was at home for a visit when the Oscar pre-show began. I don’t remember the year, nominations, or winners. We do remember the so-called elite fashion we saw walking along that carpet. Not only were the outfits exceptionally hideous, but no one seemed to notice but us. Our laughter was so intense we often could not catch our breath. We thought we would suffocate when the following outfit was even worse. It was either the best joke played by the women, or they, indeed, were superior actors.

The Spa is a madhouse on Sunday morning. Even the non-rich and famous want to look their best for the Red Carpet. Yes, a Red Carpet is along the way to the viewing room, where interviews and photoshoots happen. At the 2022 Oscars, we filmed a video of our Red Carpet that ended up hysterically BAD. It was posted anyway because we wanted my hubby to discover it while cruising on YouTube the next day. He did not discover it, but quite a few others found it and gave it a thumbs up. Go figure!

Alas, this year the Spa is empty. By unanimous vote, this year, we are not glaming up. We will be laughing and commenting, wearing our comfy clothes without make-up. We will still vote on the nominations list and play Oscar Bingo.
There will be special snax, of course.

TTFN