Thursday, December 10, 2009



 

  • Walk around your house doing daily tasks in your highest heels.


     

  • Go to the foreign section of your local DVD rental store and learn a new language from some of the movies there.


     

  • Make a music playlist. Here are some I prepared earlier: Happy Happy Joy Joy! songs (songs that make you gleefully happy), songs about New York, songs with a girl's name in the lyrics or title...


     

  • Take ridiculous photographs of yourself. Put them on Facebook. Giggle at the confused comments. (Note: By "ridiculous" I mean something like "dressed up as a llama sitting on a grand piano with ice skates", not "completely naked". The latter will probably get you banned from Facebook. You have been warned.)


     

  • Dress up as Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's and visit your nearest Tiffany's & Co. store. If you don't have one near you, just go to any classy jewellery store.


     

  • Or you could dress up as Marilyn Monroe from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, either one is fine!


     

  • Send postcards to your friends. Pretend you are somewhere else, like a Greek island. Describe the scenery there, what you have been doing, etc.


     

  • Read the dictionary. Twice.


     

  • Dress like a secretary. Buy fake glasses and wear a black skirt and white t-shirt. Style your hair in an up-do and wander around the city.


     

  • Make a pillow fort, with sheets and chairs. Proceed to have a tea party with your dolls in the pillow fort (if you don't have your childhood dolls, steal some from an unsuspecting infant). If a five year old can do it, so can you.


     

  • Create peculiar and quirky characters. Pretend to be them for the day. If you lack an imagination, find a book or film character who is a bit odd and pretend to be them instead.


     

  • Walk your dog. If you don't have a dog, walk an invisible dog.


     

Smile at nothing in particular.

1 comment:

Laura said...

Wow.
brb while I walk my invisible dog, wearing high heels and coming home to my pillow fort to read the dictionary twice and writing postcards to people to prove that I have a life.

Ah, good times.