Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Day Thirty Five

Breathe in.


This is something you would often hear if you were a young lass way back in the Victorian era when you were being corsetted into your latest dress in a failing attempt to look as good as Keira Knightly does in all of her ancient dresses...it's not outdated though.


These days, girls are still squeezing and squishing and pushing and prodding themselves into the latest beaut of their wardrobe...YDE was having a R75 sale and they only had a SS ok, and I know I'm normally a M but these  jeans will fit fine! Well...I'm sure that happens...because when I get to those YDE R75 sales all that's left are the XL's and I fall to the other extreme. I'm sure a belt will keep these up just fine and so what if they don't fit on my bum, they're only beach shorts!


My question is...why does sone say "breathe in"?


Surely they should say...breathe out?


Quick experiment...if you're not like me, when you breathe air in, you swell up like a balloon because of all that air, and when you breathe out you shrivel up and become a whole lot less taut.


So who let the dyslexic person make me grow up with this silly notion?


Ps. I don't know why, but this reminds me of The Coolest interactive video of the song "We Used To Wait"- Arcade Fire. Try it out! http://www.thewildernessdowntown.com/