A funny, silly little moment in the life of a Walking Contradiction...

While running errands this afternoon (quick "Woop woop!" for days off in the middle of the week), I pulled up to a shopping center in my sassy little white Volvo S40. My outfit: a baby pink Banana Republic turtleneck, gray slacks, and black ballet flats. My hair was pulled back in a sophisticated chignon (who doesn't love that word, yo?), and I had some very pink blush going on (can't remember why exactly I felt like playing Dolly Natty today). My iced coffee was nestled comfortably in my cup holder, and the sunroof was cracked just a hair to let in some of the crisp February breeze. I gathered my Kate Spade bag and Blackberry, kicked open my car door...and quickly noticed a fairly handsome middle-aged man staring at me like I had sprouted two heads (both with bubblegum pink cheeks, presumably).

Oh, did I forget to mention that I had Nine Inch Nails' "Pretty Hate Machine" cranked up to full volume? No? How about the fact that I was screeching along to the lyrics while bobbing my head like a fool? Not so much? My bad.

See, now how could I sacrifice such amusement by listening to something more appropriate given my get-up (something in the neighborhood of early-Norah Jones, maybe Colbie Caillat), or by dressing the part (Seriously, do you know how hard it is to get all that black eyeliner to come off? At a certain point, there aren't enough Q-tips in existence.)?

Is it really so odd to heart both Trent Reznor and Audrey Hepburn equally? Me thinks not.


  1. This made me crack up so loudly I startled my boss in the next office. The same thing happened to me but opposite: ripped Misfits tee, stove-pipe jeans, bright red lips, flipped out bleached hair... and Neko Case at top volume. I threw up the devil horns and kept walking.
    You go. Girl

  2. You being a walking contradiction is both why I adore you AND why contradiction=Natalie. I just wish I was there to see the shock. It's priceless.

  3. Hell no, it's all about eclectic, why limit yourself to one style? And I don't screech along, but when I have my headphones on, I don't care how public a place I'm in, I dance like a slightly epileptic fool.

  4. Love it! I totally get you. I'm possibly one of the preppiest people I know. I OBSESS over the J.Crew catalog.

    And I have five tattoos.

  5. Sweet Nats!

    I’m sure that you were the hottest woman to ever sing Nine Inch Nails. At least you proved stereotypes wrong.

    P.S. I want your outfit!

  6. "Is it really so odd to heart both Trent Reznor and Audrey Hepburn equally? Me thinks not."

    Actually, I think that's a top-notch reason to love you.