Necklace – F21
Shirt – Modcloth
Jeans – Gap
Shoes – Payless
Summertime sunshine.
Fashion blogger photo op.
Drake pees behind me.
This is the fashion blogger I sometimes fantasize I am.
But then, just like that blurred head in the foreground of the photo, reality infringes.
And this is the fashion blogger I really am.
I’m okay with that.
Tee – Gap
Belt – Spotted Moth
Dress worn as Skirt – Guess
Cardi – Old Navy
Tee – Gap
Belt & Socks – F21
Skirt – Uncle Phuncle c/o Emerging Thoughts
Boots – Feet First
I wore this a few days ago, but forgot to post it. Then I had so many other things that it got shuffled around. But finally, eventually, if only several days late here it is. Love this skirt – simple, elegant yet completely feminine! I’m a huge fan of a simple gray and blue palette. There’s something soothing, and so put together about it. I’m a huge fan of blue in general however. I think it has moved up the list over pink and purple to become my new favorite color. A clear, bright, bold blue is so joyous to me, so clean and so chic. Yup, you’re definitely going to be seeing blue here for a while to come.
Quote of Today:
“You’re tipsy. I might actually win!!”
Shirt – Esprit
Dress worn as skirt – bought in Valencia, Spain
Belt – Ruche (old)
Shoes – Threadsence
Sunnies – F21
Sometimes it’s nice to talk to someone. Just talk with a girl friend you’ve known for years, who’s done stupid things with you in University, and smart things with you out of it. Our conversation made me realize how much harder everything gets, but at the same time how much better it would be if everyone had to grow up and stop acting like 19 year olds. What I mean by that, is just responsibility for yourself and your actions. We’re all imperfect, we all screw up, but you have to stand on your own two feet and accept that.
I know, easier said than done.
No, no smart ass remarks today for you…I’ll try to keep you entertained and captivated on twitter.
Or tomorrow, there’s always tomorrow.
Quote of Today:
“Are you saying I have to make my vegetable have sex?”
Jacket – Old Navy
Top – thrifted
Skirt – C’est Moi
Shoes – Payless
Hair clip – Melinda Rose Design
Necklace – bought in Europe
Earrings – F21
I received an email from a friend of mine about Friday’s post, specifically regarding my saying that I need to photoshop out my bruises. He’s one of the most aware people I know. What I mean by that, is he’s sensitive and aware of the various pressures and constructs that are present in our society, and he’s specifically aware of the representation of women, or more the mis-representation of women. He encouraged me not to photoshop my bruises out in order to stay true to the mantra of ModaMama – which is honesty and reality in the life of one woman. So, I’m not. You’re going to see all the bruises and other things – like my famous spaghetti burns.
Thank you for reminding me to stay true to myself and not to fall into the trap of fashion magazines and other misrepresentations of women.
True Story:
I played with my swords today in the backyard.
I’m fully aware that the neighbours were watching me, and what’s more is, I don’t care.
Maybe now they’ll think twice about throwing their cigarette buds in my garden.
Dress – Modcloth
Eagle Ring – Lulus
Earrings & Knuckle Ring – F21
Sandals – Don’t remember they’re so old.
I mentioned sometime back that I think I should write all my blog posts with wine in hand, and so I’ve been sitting here with a glass of champagne *for no real reason other than someone bought it for us and I think it’s a shame for it to sit there unopened* writing this post. Oh, and in case you think I’m a lush, I’m just a real lightweight ’cause I’ve had literally 5 sips of it and it’s gone straight to my head. Watch out!
So on that note, I’m looking at these pictures and several things come to mind. First, I realize that now that it’s summer you guys get to see all my leg and arm bruises in their full glory. They’re a result of an interesting combination of intense exercise and pathological clumsiness. I must remember to Photoshop them out ’cause that ain’t cool. Second, I realize that I have rather the harsh expression in the last pic there. I assure you it’s not because of any mood, it’s simply because I’m ridiculously sensitive to the light and on a bright day I squint without my black, black sunnies. I swear, I’m a vampire….except for the drinking blood, being undead, violence, and random sex acts. Can you tell I’m in “True Blood” season?
True Story:
Played with Baby Girl on the bed before bed tonight.
Kept gently knocking her over with our huge pillows and she giggled like mad!
Andrew, in the other room, asked what we were up to and I answered,
“Domestic violence. Apparently she finds it amusing.”
*p.s. yes I know domestic violence is serious. We just have a dark sense of humor sometimes.*
Cardi – Yumi
Scarf – street stand
Dress – Bloom
Belt – F21
Shoes – Payless
So I was totally going to call this post “Heart On My Sleeve” in reference to the hearts on my cardigan, and I was going to talk about something sweet, but here’s a better story:
See that last picture where I’m looking all profound and philosophical? Yeah, well just as the timer was going off on my camera I happened to hear a noise and noticed a bee flying dangerously close to me. So the picture was totally forgotten while I focused in curiosity, indecision, and growing terror as the bee started a slow trajectory towards me.
Soon afterwards, I gave a high-pitched yelp, grabbed my camera and ran inside the house. I’m just thankful I had the wherewithal to remember the camera! Though in hindsight, I doubt the camera was a panicked as I was.
Give me zombies and I’ve got sword and gun expertise, but don’t you dare face me with a bee.
*Hangs head in shame*
Quote of Today:
“You know those things expire every decade or so right?”
Necklace – F21
Top – Wkshp
Tank – hand me down
Jeans – Gap
Shoes – Threadsence
“Excuse me, but your orgasm woke my baby up. Do you mind soothing her back to sleep now?”
That’s not what I said, but that’s what I thought when my loud neighbor’s sex-tivities woke up my sleeping baby. It wasn’t just the sound effects, the loud, awkward, and weird noises, nor the shaking of the house, however random and lacking in rhythm, or the loud “Score!” that followed the predictable finish. No, it was the perfect trifecta combination of the three that woke up my baby girl and made her cry. The crux of it though? I wanted to cry too. No one needs to ever hear that!
True Story:
*See above*
Blazer – UO
Top – H&M
Skirt &Necklace – Ruche
Shoes – Payless
Oh dear Lordy Lord! What one God’s green earth happened to my hair this day?? *yes, I did suddenly become a wonderfully buxom southern woman* For some reason it went from soft beach curls to limp rag in one fell swoop. This is what happens when your husband has not idea of what good women’s hair is supposed to be. That’s right, I’m blaming this one on you! But the skirt was twirly, that kind of makes up for it right?
*crickets*
Right?
*crickets*
Riiiight?
Quote of Today:
“Threaten in the future. Future threats are good.”
Jacket, Bracelet, & Necklace – F21
Jumper – ASOS
Clutch – H&M
Shoes – Thrift find in NYC
I wore this to the gala opening of a friend of mine’s play – Dairy-Free Love – so the sitting down for an extended period of time explains the wrinkles! The play was wonderful, and if you’re in the Hamilton or London area at all this summer check out their fringe festival and go see this one. What was also wonderful were the gluten and dairy free treats I could indulge in after the show, and believe me indulge I did! I love me some delicious desserts.
True Story:
See the burn marks on my arms in the fourth picture?
Yeah, that’s from my epic fail cooking spaghetti…which apparently I can’t do.
I know my way around a sword, but I don’t know which is the business end of a frying pan!
