Tuesday, January 4, 2011

oh, how equestrian.

jacket: NY & Co, shirt: NY & Co, pants: Gap, boots: Avenue
Today, I felt like a grown up.  Well, kind of.  I moseyed on over to Target today along with what seemed to be every other person in town and picked up my first work tote.  While I have been trying to be more spending conscious, I consider it to be an investment in my future.  Since I'm taking a year off between undergrad and law school in an effort to keep my sanity, that means interviews!  Hopefully followed by offers.  Hopefully followed by a job and a steady paycheck.  Consider me hopeful.  Oh, I just can't wait for the future.  Here is le bag, which will be seeing many a successful interview.

Merona Fashion Lefay Tote

Onto today's outfit post.  Yes, I have navy, gray, and brown all in one outfit.  On top of that, I feel like I look like I'm about to go horseback riding, which no one in my family has ever had any luck with.  I have distinct memories of going out riding with my family and my father's horse improvised, wandering out into a field and stubbornly refusing to get back onto the trail. I think he actually tried negotiating with the four-legged friend.  Pretty amusing

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Let's ring in 2011 with a blooper.

 jacket: NY & Company, dress: NY & Company, belt: Kohls, leggings: Target, boots: Torrid
It's 2011, honeys!  I hope everyone ended 2010 with a bang.     
I personally went out with some of my best lady frans, had (more than) a few pints, and listened to some awesome live music.  One girl in particular was definitely feeling said live music.  Boy was she busting a move all by her lonesome in front of the stage.  I applaud her for her zest for life.   Then we walked around downtown, got a fire engine to toot their horn, gave fabulous directions to some out-of-towners only to see them head in a completely different direction, got random high-fives from some guy while his friend kept saying how he was new to America, and watched the fireworks at midnight from the top of a parking garage (and stared into peoples' swanky downtown lofts).  Interesting sequence of events, yes?

So today's outfit post is brought to you in video format purely by accident.  I noticed a few entirely awkward things about myself in the quick 8 seconds.  1.) I make weird noises when having my picture taken.  2.) I have a laugh similar to Kendra Wilkinson, which I am not too happy about. 3.) My greeting to the world was "wassup."  If I was ever in a situation when I addressed the entire global population, I truly hope I can find something a bit more eloquent to say rather than "wassup, world."  So, there you have it: me in all my awkward glory.  'Til next time, honeys!

Thursday, December 30, 2010

New Year's Eve's Eve

Oh yes, honeys, we are so close to 2011 & I have to start working on that lovely list of resolutions which I completely intend to fulfill but rarely do.  So far I'm thinking more blog entries, cutting down on the muck mouth (it's not very lady-like, you know), and working on some healthy habits.  I do believe I have to strategize a bit when it comes to eliminating the potty mouth since it has become pretty awful.  I am a fountain spewing George Carlin's 7 dirty words sans one word, which I still find completely vulgar. 

On left- Sweater: Ann Taylor LOFT, T-Shirt: Target, Leggings: NY & Company, Boots: Target On right- Sweater: Steve & Barrys, Dress: Anthropologie, Boots: Avenue
But, yes, I hope everyone had a lovely holiday!   I actually had myself a White Christmas followed by some family snowball fights, which eventually turned into something like a football game with no football and all the tackling.  We are a hardcore family, I tell ya.  Speaking of family, here is my sister and I right before the Christmas Eve service.  My grandmother almost had a coronary seeing me in church for the first time in forever and I'm pretty sure my minister blinked a few times to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him. Yeah, it has been that long.  Well, if I don't do another entry before the New Year, Happy New Year, honeys!  

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Even my dog is stylin'

coat: NY&Co, sweater: Motherhood, tank: Gap, jeans: Gap, boots: Avenue
I am getting my puppy & kitten fix.  Seriously, instant happiness booster.    So yes, let me introduce you to my lovely pooch Curly.  He was such a trooper today when I wrestled him into his jazzy Christmas collar.  My sister and I picked up some cute little things from the cats too, but that didn't go over as smoothly.  It caused me to have a flashback to the incident of Halloween 2009 when I put a tutu on my cat, Lula.  Lula+Tutu= crazy conniption fit.  

Moving on!  Lots o' new stuff going on in this outfit.  New hair.  New sweater.  New boots!  These boots have barely left my feet since they came in the mail.  I, a lady of some whopping calves, often have trouble finding boots that can fit over some socks and pants.  Boy, did my luck change!  I came across this lovely plus-size clothing site Avenue when mosying around the internet on Cyber Monday.  These boots go over even some of my thicker-material pants with some ultra-plush socks, which makes me a happy girl with some toasty toes.

I am currently piecing together an entry on men's wear for women, so keep an eye out.   I'm personally pretty stoked.  'Til next time, honeys!

Saturday, December 11, 2010

I done got my hair did.

Wow, that title was a little bit painful to type.  So, honeys, I just fought my way through the mall parking lot to get back home just in time for some super ugly weather.  Seriously, if you want to see people acting their worst, just head out to your closest mall on a Saturday afternoon close to Christmas and you will see what I mean.  Even I wasn't the most angelic, sweetest person ever. I might have even angrily yelled "Tis the season of giving, " and honked my horn when a meanie robbed me of my chance to get on the main road.  But yes, here is a little before/after of my new hair. I am quite happy with it if I do say so myself.  The lady even dyed my eyebrows.  I had to sit in a chair for 30 minutes looking like the love child of Groucho Marx and Sesame Street's Count Dracula.  And pardon the weird facial expressions.  I always get a little uncomfortable cheesing it when I take some pictures a la myspace (directions: hold out camera facing you at arms length.  fix hair. try not to look awkard. annnnd SHOOT.)