Sunday, October 18, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
It’s one of those deceptively nice days – the sun is shining, the sky is blue… the kind that makes you feel guilty for sitting inside (even if you aresick. again). But then when you look at the thermometer it reads 48 degrees… so you stay inside.
Except for taking outfit pictures. :P
dress, vest – target
belt – charlotte russe
shoes – payless
necklace – vint
earrings – f21
Monday, September 7, 2009
Yeah, I should’ve gone to bed about 55 minutes ago, but I got distracted… the new clothes hanging on my doors were irresistible. Despite the heat and humidity, I threw on my new buttery soft grey turtleneck and this cute little fur collar I got today over a black lace corset. (Something about the corset being hidden under such an innocuous piece, the grey turtleneck, makes me giggle. Teehee. That’s one article of clothing my dad definitely won’t reimburse me for…)
The weather today was definitely not summer weather. In fact, it seemed to be mocking all us poor suckers who are legally bound to dive back into the drudgery and tedium of school life. The only good thing about this time of year is… you guessed it!… the clothes. The delicious sweaters, the skirts and tights, the boots… I don’t know if it’s just fashion-obsessed ladies or girls in general, but it seems to me that the clothes make going back to school worth it. I know that it’s not just me who tries on fall stuff in the middle of July and envisions herself crunching through leaves in soft brown vintage leather boots while the fall sunlight perfectly highlights her hair… There’s something magical about the combination of fall weather and fall clothes. It fits so perfectly. The weather iscomfortable to wear stuff in: summer, it can easily be too hot or sticky, and winter can just be too damn cold, especially in Michigan. Spring’s pretty good, just tends to be slushy. So fall is perfect.
As you may have ascertained, I went shopping today – in F21, I took in about 20 things, came out with four: a Pink Floyd tee (I know, I actually bought a tee shirt. Weird. But it’s Pink Floyd.), a black lace corset (teehee), grey harem pants (that are ridiculously soft and comfy!), and a lovely gaudy gold flower ring. Grabbed my turtleneck and fur collar at H&M, and resisted a $60 fur vest… it wasn’t quite the perfect one I’m looking for (ridiculously puffy blonde Mongolian fur).
Sorry the pictures are complete crap…
crop top – UO
jeans – target
boots – gojane
hat – f21
necklace – vint
Haha I’m up way too late. Oh well. Getting up at 5:50 tomorrow, an hour less of sleep won’t make much difference at this point… I”m going to drag myself from 7:30 to 10:45, then take the bus home and most likely go back to sleep until XC. Haha. Damn. School. Night.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
stripes – ON
jean – JCP
bottes – payless
cardi – F21
colliers – vint
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Getting warmer, we’re in the 70s today (finally!).
XC meet tomorrow, first of the season. I ran a lot over the summer (sickness and injuries aside) and timed my 5K time to be about 22:15, and that was without an inhaler (= died at the end), so I’m really anxious about doing well tomorrow. We’re going over the course today at practice… eep.
shirt – older brother’s
belt – younger brother’s
shorts – UO
shoes – gojane
bracelet – some art fair
sunnies – mom’s 70s vint :D
Then there was this little guy under the bird feeder...
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Today was the first day of setup for our church rummage sale, which means the youth group sorts through everybody’s crap (read: candleholders, knit-covered hangers, foldable potty seats, muddy boots, etc.) and sets it up on lots of long tables. The vast majority of the stuff is clothes: lots and lots and lots of 80s suits and jumpers and generally ugly stuff.
Yeah. The vintage stuff we get is mostly smelly, hideous, XXL grandma-style laciness. You know, old church lady clothes.
The plus: they also tend to bring in – along with their oversize purple curtain-pattern vests, ziplock bags full of vintage jewelry, aka fantastic rings and funky 80s necklaces. Oh, that and I scrounged up a pair of levi’s cutoffs, which are a tad snug but hey, they’re free!
skirt – ON
scarf – orchid lane
shoes – vint?
necklace, rings, skinny bracelet – vint!
cuff, earrings – F21
I couldn't get good ring shots by myself, so I had my little brother wear them like I was, haha...
Well, those two were on me... haha.
And from yesterday, aka The Day of the Longest Mass EVER (not really, but really)
[I was sitting happily at home, content in the rain outside and me in my fashion grotto inside, when I was told we’d be attending church tonight instead of tomorrow morning. I threw this on (plus a sweater that only detracts from it, hence its exclusion) and was basically called a prostitute. I ask you, what’s wrong with this? How is it whorish? I simply don’t understand my parents’ brains.
Dress – F21
bag – charlotte russe
heels – vint
scarf (as belt) – orchid lane]
OK, I'm off to, umm... do stuff. Ciao.
Friday, August 7, 2009
I just got back from a veritable war zone - babysitting for my neighbor's three boys (plus a puppy). This begs the question: why do people have kids, knowing that that's what they're in for? Sleepless nights, endless shrieking, always working...? Doesn't sound fun. I told her (upon her arrival home) that I'd probaby just get some cats or something. Kids, not so much.
She asked if I'd be back, and I smiled and said yes, of course I would - but if it were anyone but her, I don't think I would. It's not that her kids are bad; they youngest was just very, very energetic and awake (and young - not even 2). It's just not my cup of tea.
People say fate's a bitch, but so is the Queen of Bad Haircuts. Yes, I got my hair cut today. It's not bad per se, it's just shorter than I'd like. It's still long, but not as long as before (which tends to happen at haircuts). I have yet to experiment in all the ways my hair behaves... today was the hydrate/gel/scrunch routine (curly, but not really my type of curly - I like more loose, easy, natural curls nearing tendrilly waves; these were sort of gel-shiny and tight). LeRoy (my stylist)(hair cutter person, whatever) and I joked about getting my hair bleached blonde and permed into 80s hair; a pretty 30-something vehemently objected, not knowing we were only joking. "Don't let her do it!" she interjected from under the dryer.
Sooo yeah. That was my day. Super exciting. No run, no biking, no abs, no weights... a total fatty day. I had ice cream at lunch and some ranch chips while I was babysitting. Yumm.
Wore this Terminator-esque dress/jacket today. (Must admit, I wore sweats and a tank to get my hair cut. Yeah.)
OK, sleep now.