Showing posts with label red. Show all posts
Showing posts with label red. Show all posts
Weekend Report
Words to Live By
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:
"I am a toddler."
"I had a pint of frozen yogurt and a beer last night."
"I'm starting to suspect that someone lives in my car."
"I only painted the fingernails on one of my hands."
This makes me proud and ashamed all at the same time.
"I had a pint of frozen yogurt and a beer last night."
"I'm starting to suspect that someone lives in my car."
"I only painted the fingernails on one of my hands."
This makes me proud and ashamed all at the same time.
The End
{Shop: Similar Top, Similar Necklace, }
I know you aren't going to believe me but this is not my house or my balcony. Our house doesn't have a balcony, in fact I'm not even sure if we have an attic. But I am 99% sure we don't have a second floor. Of course who needs a second floor to have a balcony? I could just knock out our bedroom wall and put up some columns. And some of the huge lion statues, so people know we are high class.
Hence, why I went with a style blog instead of a decor blog.
This will round up my 30 for 30 summer remix. (I'll try to post all 30 looks this week, promise.) I always feel like I just finished running a marathon after a 30 for 30. Although technically I've never run a marathon. I have run a full mile though. I know, you are impressed and probably thinking, 'how does this girl have time to run a whole mile once in her life and wear clothes?'
It's a gift.
No Brainer
This outfit seemed like a no brainer. Bright top + white jeans = summer outfit explosion. But then I got to my belt and shoes. I couldn't decide if the yellow was okay with the red shoes. So I considered asking a second source, my husband; he didn't even look up and said "you look great!" At that point, I knew I was alone in this choice. As you can see, I went with it but I felt a bit like Ronald McDonald, so please no fast-food clown jokes today. Okay, one clown joke is allowed. Maybe two -- if they are funny, I'll allow two.
If you are wondering how I did my hair, it's easy. You tease the cuss out of it around the crown of your head, making sure that most of your hair is breaking off in the process. (But you don't care, going prematurely bald is worth one marginally good hair day.) Then after you tease it, the rest of your hair will be sad and flat so you just put a headband on top of it and push it back to make more volume. Then pull the rest back in a pony. I told you, easy. But I did not say without sacrifice. If you do this hair-do more than once a week, you will definitely need a wig piece in just a few years.
And on that weird note, hope your weekend is a good one.
Honey, I Shrunk This Dress
Overcast
I had a moment today. Well, my red heels and I, we had a moment. Two years ago I would have never worn this outfit. I would have never picked up these heels and paired it with these shirts. I would have never posed in a park at lunch with husband snapping photos. All of a sudden I was overwhelmed with gratitude and I wanted to say thank you. For the last year or so, you have visited my blog for one reason or another. And because of you, I have confidence to dress in the outfits that I do, to write what I write and to generally be a very happy person. You have become friends to me, even though we've never even met. And for no other reason than that, I am SO very grateful for you.
Before this gets cheesy and I start crying alone at my desk and have to turn to food for comfort, I will end this by saying thank you for the encouragement and the love. I hope you know that you are very loved. And yes all of that was brought on by red suede heels. The world works in mysterious ways.
Technicolor
Are you noticing a pattern here? Thrifted, Target, thrifted, Target. If only I could have found this belt and shoes at a thrift store, then you'd be really impressed. Actually I've been relentlessly searching for a vintage belt like this one for ages (months), so when it coyly showed up at Target I called the search off. I think the people at Target can read my mind. I also found a copy of the Royal Wedding on DVD the other day and I had just said that I wanted to watch the wedding in it's entirety. The coincidences are starting to get freaky. How do they know me so well??
I'm not sure what happened but this skirt doesn't make me want to die anymore when I wear it. Which is good since I took that chance when I put it in my remix. I live on the edge, people. Of course the edge is completely fenced in, kind of like a scenic overlook, but still -- it's the edge.
PS-- not to obsess on Kate "BE MY BEST FRIEND" Middleton but as Linda pointed out, the wedding on DVD is the deal of the day.
I'm not sure what happened but this skirt doesn't make me want to die anymore when I wear it. Which is good since I took that chance when I put it in my remix. I live on the edge, people. Of course the edge is completely fenced in, kind of like a scenic overlook, but still -- it's the edge.
PS-- not to obsess on Kate "BE MY BEST FRIEND" Middleton but as Linda pointed out, the wedding on DVD is the deal of the day.
Loud and Clear
I'm not a particularly loud person. But when I put this outfit on I immediately felt like this combo was yelling "Can you see me? I'm over here!! Pass the ball!" (Ok, not 'pass the ball.' Sorry that was left over from my past life as a 7th grade basketball star .) It's cloudy out, which means it's the perfect day to draw attention to myself. I was getting tired of constantly waving my arms at people so that they'd notice me; wearing bright colors works so much better.
I don't normally play favorites with my closet (that's like picking your favorite kids, right?), but this might be a new favorite outfit of mine. Comfortable and yet slightly loud. Perfect.
Advanced Style
There might be cool weather where you are, but here in Texas it's hot, you guys. Maybe too hot. I typically carry around a cardigan or jacket to throw on when it gets cold when sitting inside, but the thought of wearing a jacket of any sorts makes me want to gag a little. And I hate throwing up, so no jacket for me.
Yesterday, I saw a little old lady who was very well dressed and covered in gold tone accessories (I mean covered -- purse, shoes, jewelry, the works). Then I noticed her layers of bracelets over her oversized gold watch. I looked down at my layer of bracelets and oversized watch. This either means that lady reads style blogs or she's been rocking that look since the 80's. Either way, I gave her the silent head nod of approval and an only slightly creepy wink. Although she clutched her purse tightly and walked away, I think she got the message.
Ikat?
I wore this outfit a while back (but I didn't blogged it, so it didn't happen). When B asked what I was wearing today, I said "you know my ikat skirt that I wore the other day." First mistake: using the term 'the other day.' I'd like to flatter and tell myself that he remembers every great outfit that I wear, but this is a lie. (No hard feelings though, B.) The second mistake was using the word "ikat." If you would like to see total male confusion, use a vague name that doesn't remotely describe the pattern but kind of sounds like a new Apple invention. Even better? Ask him to spell it. I almost told him that tomorrow I'm wearing my idog skirt, but that would just have been cruel.
(PS -- My necklace came from a boutique I worked at in college. Besides a rogue Britney Spears cd and a bachelors degree, it's the only thing that remains intact from my college years.)
A Dollar's Worth
Go-To Outfit
This Outfit says "Thank You"
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