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Fancy Free






{Shop: Similar Top, Similar Wedges, Belt, Watch (c/o Fossil)}
 
I'm on this floral skirt kick for some reason. (Two outfits = obsession?) I just feel so darn fancy in them. In fact a nice man told me that I should be a model because I dress so nice all the time. I checked into it and unfortunately that's not the only requirement of being a model. Also, all of the modeling jobs in my area are listed on Craigslist. Creepy. Still a compliment in my book....that I keep compliments in. Who's creepy now? 

(And by fancy, I mean this kind of fancy.)

Wishful Thrifting



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{Shop: Top, Similar Skirt}

Pardon my accessory-less outfit, my friends. I was running late to meet a friend for lunch and forgot to grab my jewelry, a belt, a watch, sunglasses, another purse to put inside of my purse, a hat, some gloves, another pair of sunglasses, lipstick, a flashlight, a travel-sized hand sanitizer, and a small dog to take with me everywhere. Tomorrow I'll be accessory loaded, promise.

I would like to welcome my newly thrifted green pencil skirt to the blog. A few weeks ago, Linda and I both spotted a girl trying on a green pencil skirt at our friend's vintage shop. We turned to each other and simultaneously said "Must. find. green. pencil. skirt. now." I don't make promises out of incomplete sentences that I can't keep, so I rushed out to my favorite thrift store and a little green pencil skirt was waiting for me. I think that I'm going to start wishing for things like 'brand new car' and trying to see if I can thrift that. I'll let you know how that goes. 

Weekend Report



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{Shop: Dress, Heels, Tote, Necklace, Watch (c/o Fossil)}

How was everyone's weekend? (It's Monday, right? I didn't accidentally sleep through until Tuesday by any chance, did I? Because I would be fine with that.)  How was my weekend? I'm so glad you asked. 
We shot a pretty little wedding, ate dinner with my internet lover/graphic design superstar Kathleen and ended up cleaning out some closets and drawers at our house. Spring cleaning in August, you say? Last year we didn't start until November, so we are ahead of schedule this time around. While cleaning closets out, I had a hoarder moment when B forced me to give up an old heating pad and space heater. I cried, you guys. (All you Judge Judy's can keep your thoughts to yourself, I have poor circulation in the winter, ok?)

 And now for the real reason you are here: my outfit. Bright, exciting, crazy. Exactly what my 1st grade report card said about me as a student, along with 'she really likes lunch.'

Self-Control

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{Shop: Top, Jeans, Heels}

The other night I popped into Target to more or less waste time, as I was too early for an appointment. When I 'pop in' to Target I tell myself three things: no magazines, no clothing, no chocolate. Because I typically walk out with all three. Add a bottle of wine and I've got a really fun night ahead. You see what I mean? Someone has to set boundaries around here. As I was walking out the door, empty handed mind you, this little top jumped into my hands and somehow I ended up at the check out counter. It all happened so fast, the details are fuzzy so I can't really explain it. I could have been drugged, that is one theory. What really happened? We might never know. 

But just to prove that I do have self-control, no magazines or chocolate were endangered on this trip.

Man, I Feel Like a Woman






I typically don't say much about my outfits, but this one might be one of my favorite outfits ever. I just feel like a lady in this get-up. I might even start using the words 'please' and 'thank you.' I might stop pushing children down on the streets and stealing from old people. That is how good I feel in this outfit.
I'm kidding, I don't push children or steal. At least today I don't.

(Why yes that is a Shania Twain reference in the title. You wanted that song stuck in your head all day, right? You are welcome.)

Big Wheels





{Shop: Top, Similar Skirt,Similar Shoes}
 
Do you guys remember when I said that my computer was going crazy? (I mean you should, it was only Friday's post.) Well we should all take a moment and remember my old macbook pro as she has left us for a few days to go get her hard drive fixed. Unfortunately I'm a dumb dumb and rarely back up my computer. So dear friends, don't be dumb like me, please back up your computer or you will lose your entire collection of Hall and Oates songs. Tragic.
 
I'm out of town this week and so all of our locations are out of whack. We couldn't find anywhere to shoot on the fly yesterday so we decided an abandoned truck would do. So instead of a cool location, I'll just distract you with my outfit. Stripes on stripes should do the trick.

Words to Live By





{Shop: Similar Clutch, Belt, Similar Wedges, Necklaces 1, 2}

You are probably thinking "is this girl a hoarder?" since I've been on thrift overload since my 30 for 30. But actually...yes I might be a hoarder. I thrift pretty things and then I keep them in a pile in my living room until my next trip to see my parents so my mom can hem dresses or pants. It's not that I can't sew them myself -- wait yes it is. I've tried to sew before but I'll be honest: I'm not good with my hands. You can quote me on that, if you'd like. 

Other things you can quote me on:

Granny Bottom

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{Shop: Similar Top, Similar Pants, Similar Wedges, Bracelet, Necklace 1, 2}

So after seeing this girl's pants redo I became a woman obsessed. I had snagged these pants for fiddy cents (that's right half a dollar. Not for a trade in of the talented rap star.) and I took them to my mom. She sewed them right up and voila! I have new blue pants that give me a fine granny booty. I am going to be a hit up in the club. Of course the only club around these parts is a bridge club. Again, I'll be a hit but probably because some old lady will recognize her pants and want them back.

I feel like it's only a matter of time before rap songs start talking about granny bottom pants. I know what America wants -- a high waisted bottom with an plastic animal print belt? Yes, please. 




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*also, please excuse the awkward half rolled up cuff. I didn't realize what it looked like until it was too late, meaning I had already taken my pants off. 

Summer Nights

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{Shop: Blouse, Similar Jorts, Heels Watch (c/o Fossil), Necklace 1, 2}

I wore this out the other night to a little town close-by that we like to sneak away to every once in a while. For one, they have better pizza than in our town and two, this little alley way looks like Europe. (At least it does in my head.) You know it's funny, other parts of the country dress for the weather. But I feel like in Texas we just dress around the weather. Sure it's hot, but I still have to wear clothes right? I mean really in this heat naked would be the best option. But I've been kicked out of too many places to try that option again. 

As I'm trying to type out this post, I can't finish because annoying 6th grade Kendi is in my head and keeps yelling "JORTS!" when I try to make complete sentences. You don't remember 6th grade Kendi? How could you forget?

I give up. Jorts win.

Bright Idea


So I've been on an imaginary hunt for a little silk jacket like so. But since my hunt is imaginary and I don't want to put up the cash for that one, I got the bright idea today to use my oversized scarf as one. And now for what I like to call....

"This is not a DIY project!"

Since I just took this huge scarf (I mean huge, it might be a fashion blanket? I'm not sure.) and tied the corners to make a little shoulder cover/jacket thingy, I can't really call this a DIY.  It's not like I sewed the scarf together or used scissors or glue. I simply tied it.  You can, of course, do this yourself but you can do a lot of things yourself, I'm certain. Anything I can do, you can do better. That is my mantra, my friends. 

Smitten


When I first started discovering style blogs, it was this outfit that caught my eye. Here she had taken a plain white tee and made it look incredibly styled.  As I was reading her blog, I was sitting in my cold cubicle (don't act like you don't read blogs at work too) wearing some boring office pants that I hated and all of a sudden, I felt inspired. From that day on I was smitten with style blogs. 

I've always been a bit underwhelmed with the idea of a plain white tee but it happens to be one of the most versatile things you can own. Of course whenever I wear a white tee, Bryan always asks if we need to get photos before I eat. This is to combat ketchup or salsa stains, two condiments that appear at almost every meal of mine. Many an outfit picture has been ruined because I rub my grubby little hands on my shirt or somehow I end up with syrup in my hair -- and I didn't even eat pancakes that day.

I am a toddler. But more like Suri Holmes Cruise, since she's the only baby I know that wears heels.

Sacrifices and Priorities

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{Shop: Top, Similar Skirt, Heels}

Remember the last time I wore this and I said that I didn't know why it wasn't as tight as before? I know why now. It's because I didn't zip it up all the way. Trust me, it's still tight. I'm gasping for air as I type this. I do this all for you guys. The high heels, the tight skirts, the hours I sacrifice on the internet watching youtube videos instead of playing with my dog or feeding my husband -- it's all for you. 

I like to give credit where credit is due, so this outfit brought to you by the 1980s, my local thrift store and Olivia Palermo. Although forgive me as my necklace isn't quite as fancy as hers. I hate when I have to pay rent over buying jewels. Priorities are the worst.