You may note things have been getting rather random around here lately.
It is true. And as a seasoned blogger (of 1.5 years) I feel this is as it should be. I am finding my blogging groove as random as that may be.
Today’s topic – accents and braces (the teeth kind). I like accents. I like people who have accents. The other day I met Max whose blog I read and I liked her straight away because she has a lovely accent.
Does the accent make the person more interesting, or is it exotic? Perhaps it makes me feel cultured to be talking to someone with an accent.
A hazard of all this is my tendency to imitate accents when I start hanging around with them. I find myself slipping in the odd lilt and even taking on a whole new way of laughing and random expressions that take my fancy.
I was the same when I was smaller with braces. All the people I met who had teeth braces seemed to be lovely or cool people (it may have helped that I was about 10 and they were all teenagers!).
It was this ‘braces-groupie love’ that made me insist that I get my braces (which I seriously needed) before my mum and step-dad’s wedding. Not so good in reality. I was still in that phase where you have to maneuver your lips carefully to close your mouth on the wedding day.
I won’t take full responsibility for wrecking the photos though the worst French braid and puff sleeves with rosettes were also large contributors.
So what is that endears you to someone instantly? Nice perfume, an adorable laugh, a firm handshake or am I the only one out here judging books by their accents??