This morning I had some fairly unpleasant conversations with recruiters, so I was feeling a bit deflated. But luckily I am hard to put down and impossible to keep down, so I quickly got over it and went surfing. I would call it retail therapy, but it is more the online version of my shopping style: browse some sites, get some input, collect impressions, clip art, ideas. I suppose in this instance you could call it creative re-flation.
Today it was all about clothes. When I'm down there's nothing like some beautiful threads to pick me up again. I know that's kinda strange to some people because I would not consider myself a superficial person. However, I do come from a family of Jewish tailors, so the importance of dressing well is bred into me. His love for clothes and attention to detail saved my grandfather's life when the red army freed Auschwitz (they desperately needed a good tailor) and I know it will get me through this rough patch. I think, I'll go shopping now...
Oy wey, ikh gleyb ikh bin meshugge!
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