Ask Amber: Fashion, redheads and peeing dogs

Well, folks, The Great Haircut Wars of ’09 have left me feeling wrung out, like a limp rag, and that’s before I’ve even been anywhere NEAR the hairdresser.  So, in a bid to post something that’s NOT directly related to my hair, I thought I’d do The Friday Five.  But The Friday Five this week was a bunch of really boring questions about chocolate, and seriously, why would anyone care whether I know how chocolate is made or not? (I don’t, by the way. I don’t know how anything is made. And I don’t care. Cooking is why God made Other People.)

I still wanted to be lazy answer questions rather than write an entry with, you know, actual thoughts and ideas in it, though, so I decided to turn to my old friend Google Analytics, and answer some of the questions people have been asking the Internet recently, and which have led them to this here blog.  For instance:

Can I wear black to a christening?

Well, I did. I wear black to absolutely everything, though, so I’m probably the wrong person to ask. My one piece of advice to you about attending a christening, however, is this: before I went to one, everyone told me that it would be “dressy, but not as dressy as a wedding.”  Naturally, then, it turned out to be as dressy as a wedding. Maybe this was just some kind of freak occurrence, and not the norm for these events (I wouldn’t know, being a complete and utter heathen), but most people were dressed to the nines. This made it a lot of fun, actually, because there’s really nothing I enjoy more than looking at what other people are wearing.

My answer to this question, then: yes, black is fine, as long as you make it a “happy” black, not a sad black. Like, maybe lay off the veil and gloves, and use some colourful accessories to make it clear that you’re not at a funeral. Also: you’re being given the opportunity to dress up – seize it with both hands, my friend!

Do redheads have souls?

(Note: this is now one of my top search terms. Which really makes me wonder about humanity, to be honest.)

My answer: Don’t be silly, of course redheads don’t have souls. Redheads are another race entirely: we are, in fact, a little-known offshoot of the vampires, and we survive by drinking the blood of people who type dumb-ass questions into Google. I’d sleep with one eye open tonight if I were you. I’d also refrain from breeding if at all possible because… well, because the world has enough idiots, we don’t really need any more.

Is it normal to feel your pulse in your stomach?

Ooh, medical questions, I love me some medical questions! Actually, no, I don’t, and I have this to say to you, pulse-stomach-searcher: NEVER CONSULT DOCTOR GOOGLE ON THESE MATTERS. Doctor Google is not a good doctor. He is a wicked, evil doctor, and his answers will cause you to lie awake at night in a cold sweat, wondering who to leave your shoes to when you “go”.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say here is that the Internet is not a doctor and neither am I. (Note: Neither is Karl Kennedy from Neighbours, but you wouldn’t know it.) If it makes you feel any better, though, I last felt my pulse in my stomach in November 2007 - I actually thought I was about to give birth to an alien at the time – and I’m still alive. Take from that what you will.

Do you spend a lot of money on fashion?

Yes. Do you?

What is the most times a dog has peed?

Nineteen. No, I’m being serious, it was nineteen times. It was in 1978.  Seriously, dude, what did you expect here? And why so vague? Do you want to know how many times a dog has peed in the space of an hour? A day? Its life? Does it have to be a particular breed of dog? Boy or girl? Ask and ye shall receive! Or actually, maybe not in this case, because honestly, who’s counting?

If you want to know how many times MY DOG has peed, well, I can’t tell you that in general terms, but I can tell you how many times he has peed INSIDE THE HOUSE this week: three times. Yes, three times.  Mostly on his own bed (!) but sometimes on the radiator. He does it when we go to the gym. We don’t know why, because here’s the thing: he doesn’t do it when we leave the house to go anywhere else. Only when we go to the gym. What does this mean? What is he trying to tell us here? Who knows. (Oh! Maybe Google does! Must go and check…)

Anyway, these were just five of the questions my referrers have asked me recently. If you’d like to submit your own question to “Ask Amber”, be my guest.  Just make it something I’m likely to know the answer to. You know, none of that “What’s the square root of 8.768?” rubbish, because I can’t help you with that.

Hi, I'm Amber. I'm a full-time fashion/shoe blogger from the UK, and this is the story of my life, my clothes, and the International Man of Mystery Next Door. You can read more from me at my other blogs, The Fashion Police and Shoeperwoman, and you can follow me on Bloglovin' here.

5 Comments

  • Reply February 27, 2009

    Hilary

    People must be joking with the insane redhead stuff, right?! They must be. I have always loved red hair AND been a firm believer that if you were not born a redhead, the red somehow never looks as good.

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  • Reply February 27, 2009

    Sophie

    do redheads have souls?!?!?!?!? what sort of question is that???????!?!?!? I can't believe how stupid people are sometimes.

  • Reply February 28, 2009

    Toni

    With you 100% on the BADNESS of Dr. Google… but it doesn't stop me turning to Him virtually Every. Single. Time. And I sit there, knowing how bad it's going to be for me, but utterly unable to stop.

    Also, I'll have your shoes :)

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  • Reply February 28, 2009

    Tracey

    What is the most times a dog has peed is what led someone to your blog? The power of the interweb never ceases to amaze me.

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  • Reply February 28, 2009

    Geo

    Well must be off to the supermarket to buy some bog roll,

    but before I go (so to speak), about the pulse in the grub bag well it actually is very common to feel your pulse there.

    As to the actual ailment, well it could be an ulcer (as I have just found out), but most commonly it is usually the main artery to the actual stomach pulsating when digesting food (especially a Vindaloo Curry).

    When digesting food allot of blood is seemingly needed by the stomach, to mush the grub up before it is actually passed further down to…….. That reminds me must dash for the bog paper….

    Ciao for now.

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