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{Shop: Top, Skirt, Similar Clutch, Heels}

On subject: I like this skirt because it comes with a wide elastic waistband therefore I don't even need a belt. It's a lazy girl's dream come true.

Off subject: Have I ever told you about the time I let a girl fresh out of beauty school chop about 10 inches off of my hair? (She said short hair was her speciality. I was powerless.) It was supposed to look like Katie Holmes but instead I looked like a gourd with an ugly wig on*. (This round face can not do short hair. Don't argue with me.) Within minutes, I went from super long hair to hair that couldn't even be wrapped around a curling iron it was so short. As I braved work the next day, I hoped that I was wrong about the cut and that a few compliments would cheer me up.  And then no one said a word to me. No one. After about three months of growth did someone finally ask if I got my haircut. How do you know when you've got a bad haircut? When people don't even lie to your face about it. That's when you know. 

Since then I've let my hair grow with a few trims here and there, terrified of the shears. But looking at these photos I think it might be time for a trim. It's looking a little medieval up in here. 

The only good thing that came out of that haircut (besides the purchase of Jessica Simpson hair extensions, true story) was that's when I knew Bryan's love for me was real. We'd been married for about 2 months when this happened and every day he still told me I was beautiful. He either believed that or he was the only person kind enough to lie to my face. And that in my book is true love. 

(*There are no known photos of this tragedy. And if there were I'd burn their existence before anyone laid eyes on them.)

Lady Like

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{Shop: Blouse, Necklace, Similar belt, Heels}

I cleaned out my closet this week and remembered that I had forgotten about this skirt. This was my proudest purchase to date from Anthropologie -- it cost me $10. And $10 at Anthro is like $100 at Target, so you can understand my excitement.  I kind of feel like I ended up making money off the deal, somehow. Let me do my math and get back to you on that, but I'm pretty sure that me buying this skirt was Anthro's loss. 

I've been in a full skirt mode lately. Not that I've lost my love for pencil skirts, but I just love the look of a-line skirts this spring. Plus I kind of feel like a lady. I type this as I'm sitting slouched in my chair, legs definitely not crossed, both elbows on the desk. 

I'm a swine with pearls on, or in this case a really pretty skirt.