Just as I was gearing up for a move, it now seems that it won't happen after all. This is something I've wanted for a while, and the second time that we thought it would actually happen. *sigh* And I don't know when I stopped being so cynical, but I keep telling myself that everything will work out exactly like it is supposed to. Even if I don't get to move now, I am on track to be able to do so later. So, yeah, it sucks, but it's not like I can change the entire universe to suit my wishes. Yet. :D

In good news, it seems my depression has lifted. I couldn't be happier. I'm getting a lot of chores done, and I'm finally able to read a book now. I don't know why that particular symptom had to hit. If I were to call anything about my depression "unfair", it would be that. I have one entire room filled with books, and I haven't been able to get into any of them for the last few years.

With my new boldness, and all the fashion writing I've been doing, I've decided I'm going to take some time, find the perfect topic, and submit an article to a well-known magazine that accepts unsolicited submissions. Why not? I don't care if they turn me down or never even write me back. The point is in the writing. I have sung for nationally know people and argued cases before federal judges. This is a cake-walk, man. I don't even have to deal with their rejection in person. lol!

And on that note, I'll have a new fashion article up soon. In the meantime, check out my fashion blog at http://intricategirl.tblog.com/ I've been focusing on couture, otherwise known as that ridiculous crap designers do to make you scratch your head. But pretty soon I'm switching back to the pret a porter. There's much more to discuss.