so i went to ALL the trouble of dragging myself to the airport and spending hours in transit only to be abandoned by my family. apparently there's something called work in which some people prefer to indulge. so i'm eating copious amounts of sweets and watching good things utah (and trying not to put a pen through my eye).
the sweating began as i started getting ready for church yesterday morning.
i wore this. that's right. green tafetta.* not the greatest fabric OR color when you know you get the nervous sweats. but my roommate said it made my eyes pop (in a good way), so i HAD to wear it.
just walking from closet to bathroom to bedroom and back again in the daily ritual hunt for my keys/lippy stuff/sunglasses/coat/scarf/purse/phone/violin/shoulder rest/music/etc/etc/etc was apparently too much for my system and, well...
maybe it's cool on a rockstar, but when you're supposed to play a rather difficult (for me) solo arrangement of mannheim steamroller's "silent night" in front of a couple hundred people and you're the last number before the bishop's christmas address, pit stains are not ok.
so i did what any girl would do. i put pantyliners** in my armpits.
worked like a charm.
merry christmas everyone!
*i have since been informed that this color is chartreuse. i always wondered what color that was. and now i know. and you do, too.
**apparently pantyliners with wings work even better. thanks, k!