Guilty pleasures

First and foremost: Federer wiped the floor with Chela last night. I didn't get enough sleep, but it was *totally* worth it.
*drools*

Which brings us to
Day 1- Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2- Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3- Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4- Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5- Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
Day 6- Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7- Lust. Seven love secrets

( Let's hope no one finds out... )

Speak of the devil (or in this case, the Deadly Sin)

...and you go and commit it, of course. What else?

I found an absolutely beautiful accessory for the black dress I'm going to wear for the ball. It's a necklace, or rather a collier, by Oxette (though not in their online catalogue, otherwise I'd have posted a link) and made of baroque pearls, about as big as the nail on my pinky, and some half-precious, translucent stone with a greyish shimmer, cut into beads, though slightly smaller than the pearls. Five pearl-and-stone strands of unequal length finishing in stone-only, with a silver clasp. I love it -- not sure yet whether to wear it with pearl or fake diamond earrings. And although pretty and shiny, its use isn't restricted to evening wear; I can imagine wearing it during the day, too, although with something simple and unpatterned.

I also bought a jeans skirt and two dresses, which were very reasonably priced. As was the collier, BTW.

Then I had lunch out in the sun -- just a light salad, seeing as I'll be going to the gym after work -- and now I really feel like spring :-)