Styling

Receive call from Dave who says that he booked a job. What kind of a job? Styling--he's dressing everybody in an American Express ad campaign. Am very glad for him, and for me, but small, unpleasant part of self is peeved that mere minutes after deciding new path, doors have been flung open and instant success achieved. Have always held image of self as capable of such a path--i.e. bluffing way into job and finding what have always been intended to do--image sadly not yet borne out in fact. Believe have mentioned before mortifying day when lied and said could work espresso machine at cafe in London and was defeated by machine and fired by 2 p.m. in afternoon. Am roused from pitying thoughts about self when Dave tells me how much he is to be paid. Am shocked and become only glad for him and me. Open up eBay and immediately bid on 91/2 inch Le Creuset red skillet , 3.5 quart sauce pan, also Le Creuset, but blue, Faux Bamboo Hollywood Regency Chair (worn cushion), and white dresser in style of Dorothy Draper (legs a bit nicked up and missing drawer pulls).