Tuesday, May 28, 2013

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Monday, May 27, 2013

This. Is. Sparta.


     My church attire yesterday made me feel like a bit of a gladiator. I'm also learning how to take awkward mirror selfies and not look quite so...awkward. I was never a selfie kind of girl. Snapchat is quite out of my comfort zone. All this to say that I need to recruit a photographer. Or bribe my sister more efficiently into being one for me. Or just not be so awkward. I might need to just do that last one, regardless...

(guess I'll do that thing where I act like my clothes are cool enough to actually care about where they are from)
Purple-lace shirt--American Eagle
Floral skirt--J.Crew
Gladiator sandals--bought out of the back of some nice woman's car. She got these from Italy!! Look at the detailing on the back *swoon*


Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Life is like a Box of Cake pops

     Today was a learning day.

     This weekend, I had it in my mind to make this last week of school as awesome as possible, outfit-wise. But this quickly turned from "I'm gonna wear the greatest stuff ever" to "I'm gonna wear whatever the heck I want to reward myself for actually getting out of my pajama pants". Monday rolled around, producing a soccer camp T-shirt and my trusty blue Vans. Today had the same amount of inspiration (none). But, seeing a look similar to this several times, I took a plain blue T-shirt out of my dad's closet, rolled up my sleeves, and donned my white knockoff converse. Again, possessing no inspiration, simply a desire for comfort and an indifference to looking slightly lesbian-ish. It's the last week of school, gosh-darn-it! I'll wear what I want!

     In a surprising turn of events, I ended up walking out the door looking awfully similar to my dear friend Mr. Horan.
     So, I get home and the shenanigans begin. I wanted to post today, but I realized it is hard to make a normal face and do a normal pose in a picture and not feel uncomfortable. It's also hard to do a great pose and not look like you are the shape and size of an exercise ball. 
     I also decided that I could make cake pops and bring them to school tomorrow, in my new cake pop maker that I had never used before. Also a mistake. Those suckers are annoying, especially to decorate.
     After not getting a good picture and feeling bad about not really posting in a while and making a mess in the kitchen and realizing my hair was not as put-together as I thought it had been all day, I felt a little down. I hate not being good at things. But I realized that this was ridiculous, that you have to start somewhere, whether it's making a blog in hopes of getting somewhere in the fashion industry or making cake pops to celebrate the end of the school year. 
     So, I decided to buck up, freshen up my make up, and take an awkward selfie for my blog, which maybe someday will be seen by millions of devoted followers, but for now is lovely in its own special way.
     Life is like a box of...cakepops. Sometimes you don't have the right materials and your icing ends up dripping down the sides. 
     Do with that simile what you will.

[Niall image from deviantart.net]



Saturday, May 11, 2013

Style Icon: Molly Ringwald





     Let's just talk about how flawless Molly Ringwald was (is?). I envy her. Only she could pull of such a hair color and cut. She got to hang out with John Hughes, John Cryer, Anthony Michael Hall...shall I go on? Don't even get me started about her style, especially as Andie in Pretty in Pink. I mean, Andie makes all of her fabulous clothes in this movie. I can only imagine what I could dream up if I had the skill and materials to do the same.
     Some days, I feel like channeling Andie/Molly. So, if you see me around wearing a floral vest and a lace Peter Pan collar, you'll know my reasoning. Maybe a big ol' broach, too...excuse me while I hunt through my mother's old jewelry. 

[pictures from google.com]


Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Happy Hour

     No time for a full-on photo session today, just some quick thoughts. Lets give some love to these thrifted knock-off-of-knock-off-Chuck Taylors, no? Gotta love mysterious brown stains on the rubber toe parts (is there a more official name for the part of said shoe? Converse experts, it's your time to shine). Also, look at my lovely interview pants! Got the job, too. *pats self on back* *gives self raise*
   That is all. The heck do I name this sucker? Well, I just went to happy hour at Starbucks...
(mooching off my sister's Mocha Cookie Crumble, what-what!)


Monday, May 6, 2013

Ain't No Sunshine

Today was Monday, with all that Mondays entail. Plus i have a cold. But for some reason, a new Goodwill shirt and some green tea will halt any Monday blues, at least for a moment. Also, i have an invisible left hand. (what a day). 
Can i just take a minute to profess my love for button-downs? More specifically, button-downs that have been bought second-hand, possibly from the back of a navy blue Xterra in the Old Navy parking lot (it happens), possibly from Goodwill (keep poppin' tags), or possibly from a consignment sale in an old Grumpy's Music and Books on 50% off day? As you might have guessed, I had a busy weekend. I found this chambray gem at said consignment sale and immediately wore it to church the next day. 
Moral of the story: ain't no sunshine when you have to pay full price. Also, ain't no sunshine outside. Been this way for like a week. I've just about ruined my poor Vans. Also, ain't isn't a word, sillies.