Keeping the flame burning.
I was at mass last Sunday morning, for Easter (the sheer fact it’s taken me over a week to churn out this story should hint at what I’m going to be sharing today), and I somewhat tuned out when the priest began his homily. I do that
sometimes a lot. Not a very Catholic act but certainly very human. As he was speaking, I asked myself how someone like Father Troy could remain so passionate and enthusiastic about being a priest. About his faith. About saying mass. I mean, at the end of the day, priesthood is still a job. And with any and every profession, we all fall into a slump every now and again. Into mental fatigue. We get jaded and disinterested. And that fire under our asses goes out.
And then all of a sudden, his words pierced through my reverie, “You fall in love with Christ all over again each and every single day. That’s how you keep things exciting. And interesting.“
NO, THIS IS NOT ABOUT RELIGION
But I want to draw parallels between what I was thinking and what he was saying, and how I’ve been feeling about blogging lately. Surely you must have noticed that my last post was, oh I don’t know, a month ago?
And if you hadn’t, don’t tell me.
It would break my already fragile heart.
I don’t know what it is specifically but I just haven’t been able to write. Each time I turn to the laptop and place my hands on the keyboard, my mind goes blank. The thought of writing makes me feel tired and lethargic.
A massive brain fog.
As though it’s the very last thing I want to do.
When it used to be the only thing I longed to do.
My passion has wavered from a furious flare to an unsteady flicker.
And I haven’t been able to decipher the reason why that is so.
Until then, I will attempt to get things moving (if only a smidge) with this month’s edition of The Fab 40s, for which I am ever so grateful. It’s given me purpose to complete this post, something which has been awry for over four weeks now.
And scoured my mind for those badass women for whom I’ve the highest levels of respect (hey, their motives may be questionable but they’re certainly taking down the world in style). From the Marvel to the reel as well as real worlds, and came up with Mrs Smith, Mystique, Shego, and Poison Ivy.
Initially the plan was to be Mrs Smith. In a thigh high black gown. And pouty lips. Complete with pistol strapped to garter belt. Sadly, it was not meant to be. My photographer, Sofia, was away on assignment for most of April which resulted in me going through the stash of (yet) unused photos, to see which could possibly work. Enter this shiny green gem of a dress and my interpretation of Poison Ivy.
Take a look now, at all our looks. Do you see a common thread?
Ann, Kremb de la Kremb
Annie and I were truly twinning. Well, in the beginning anyways. Here she is, dressed as Mrs Jane Smith in that scene in the dessert wherein she’s all set to take out her husband. And she doesn’t even know that he’s her mark for this hit. Golden moment. Such a super cool outfit, Anne, the cargo pants. And the funky belt and shoes.
Diane, Fashion On The Fourth Floor
Baby girl, I SO see Professor Severus Snape here. If he were leggy and gorgeous and glam. Which he wasn’t but you (irrefutably) are. And I’m with you on all those things you pointed out about his character. The loyalty. The unwavering love. I have the faintest suspicion you have those in common with him too. Psst. I love that your inspiration was a dude!!!
Jennie, A Pocketful Of Polka Dots
If ever there was a romanticised, glamourised criminal, it’d be Ms Bonnie Parker. Perceived as the epitome of a pretty, wild thing, who, if movies and legend are to be believed, was every bit as sexy and stylish as she was notorious and dangerous. I love how Jennie’s rendition has a
slight French girl chic vibe to it. Especially those Mary Janes.
Sam, Fake Fabulous
Sam, Sam, Sam. You look like you just walked off the set of Guardians Of The Galaxy. That’s how action figurine you look in this outfit, woman. Enough said.
Veronica, CID Style File
Veronica looks so #girlboss here. In control and in charge and ready to kick ass. I mean, seriously, aren’t villainesses =
girl female bosses? Love this look. Strong and powerful.
Jaye of Curvatude
I’ll be honest. Curvatude is new to me. But it will not stay that way for long, I assure you, I love everything Jaye and her blog stand for. How there is no such thing as plus sized clothing or street size clothing in her books. She wears what she likes, when she likes, and how she likes. I like that. A lot. That’s how fashion is supposed to be. It’s not about how old you are. Or what people tell you is right (or wrong) for your body shape (it peeves me deeply when I read posts telling you how to wear something based on your age or shape, gah). It’s whatever makes you happy. Welcome, Jaye, to the fab 40s. It’s such a pleasure having you.
And, of course, there’s me.
Dressed up as Poison Ivy. Ish. Who was ranked 21st in Comics Buyer’s Guide‘s 100 Sexiest Women In Comics list. Maybe someday LOL what about you? Which villainess floats your boat?
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p/s my photos are by Sofia Touassa
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