I’m Back! And Not Any Better Than Ever…

Well, it’s not like I actually make resolutions to start the year – but I am going to try posting on a more regular basis after the holiday doldrums. But really, what could I have posted between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day? “Drank heavily last night, ate breakfast at Chow, spent afternoon on sofa watching a Law & Order marathon, got take-out for dinner.”

But I am trying to get back into fighting form. Limited myself to two glasses of cava tonight – due largely to that’s all I had in my apartment, but still… In my defense, though, I stopped at Whole Foods on the way home and did not purchase any wine. A first!

Also went to the Y tonight for the first time since November. I was happy to discover it was not mobbed with new members attempting to fulfill their preposterous resolutions to get in shape. I had mixed feelings, however, about the fact that the place is still filled with the same assortment of freaks and weirdos. To wit:

  •  Creepy McCreeperson continued his campaign of repeatedly and unabashedly undressing me with his eyes.
  •  Standing-Too-Close Lady was in the weightlifting area, invading my personal bubble while doing her weird and far too vigorous stretching exercises.
  •  Kinda-Cute-Possibly-Gay Dude put two 5-lb weights on the bench press and then proceeded to sit on the bench reading a magazine for 15 minutes. I never saw him lift. Not cute.
  •  Aspiring-Muscle-Head eschewed clipping the weights onto the bar while bench pressing – and immediately sent two 75-lb weights crashing to the floor when he lost control of the bar.
  • Old-Guy-With-Really-Horrible-Toenail-Fungus spent 10 minutes using the hand dryer to dry his feet and sandals. While nude, of course.

Eh, all par for the course I suppose. I guess I’ll get used to it again (yeah, right). Happy New Year!

Yes please.

I think these Prada creepers must fall into the category of “so bad it’s good” –  what other explanation can there be for my lusting after them? Are they hideously fantastic or fantastically hideous? Both!

Of course, they are also $800 a pair – and are sold out! – so I will not be adding them to my shoe collection… But still – drool.

Fun fact: the term “creepers” is short for “brothel creepers.” The story goes that shoes with thick crepe soles were worn by WWII soldiers in North Africa who needed hard-wearing shoes in the harsh desert climate. Once back in London, they’d wear the same shoes when out on the town looking for “entertainment”… Style soon adopted by Teddy Boys.

Also, Birkenstock and other hideous sandals are sometimes referred to as “Jesus creepers.”