Category :Scarves

*THUD*

Coat – UO  //  Scarf – Kensie  //  Sweater – made by my Babcia  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Le Petite Pieds

Geez!  Seriously, it has not stopped pouring lately, except when it’s decided to snowstorm.  It stops raining for that.  Yup.  Loads of fun here, I tell you.   I’ve gotten to that point.  You know the one, where it’s been cold for so long, and you’ve been layering for so long, that you start to hate the clothes in your closet ’cause you’re just going to have to layer and layer and layer.  *Side note: If you have no idea what I’m talking about then you live in a perpetually warm climate and I kind of hating you a little bit right now.  Just a little bit*  But yes, I’ve hit that moment ladies and gentlemen.  I’ve hit that wall right smack with my forehead with the power of a resounding, “Thud!” 

And it’s only February.

p.s. Wanna see me be sort of funny in a self-tape audition?  

Hap Hazardly Thrown Together

Top- F21  //  Scarf – unknown  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Locale  //  Necklace – c/o Imprintalish
Andrew woke me up this morning and gave me about five minutes to get ready and come downstairs before he had to leave.  I’d showered the night before so it wasn’t the end of the world to just throw on clothes, but it was really challenging try to think about clothes when my brain was still in dream mode. *read: “I almost nodded off again sitting in front of my closet”* So I grabbed jeans and then just molested my closet frantically until something worked.  Turning 90 degrees, I was faced with this scarf and necklace hanging on my scarf rack.  The final step was to throw it all together.  
So the morale of this story is two fold.  One, it’s okay to molest your closet when you’re half awake because it won’t press charges.  Two, sometimes outfits are best when they are simply hap hazardly thrown together.  

A Big Bag Of Mush

Sweater & Scarf – thrifted  //  Cords – Le Chateau  //  Boots – Locale  //  Necklace – Ruche

Sitting on the metro today I looked around me and saw a ton of put together adults. *as well as some not so put together, but that’s not relevant here* In a single moment it dawned on me that we’re all the same.  On the outside I’m a put together adult as well.  I’m about their age, and that’s what I look like on the metro, but I’m a mess of insecurities and neuroses, and that’s when I realized that so are they.  Everyone, every adult, is a bag of insecurities and neuroses.  *Anyone who says they’re not is lying*  That made me feel better.  Everyone I meet, audition for, anyone who intimidates me, etc. etc. is just a bag of mush like me.  It was a comforting thought that made me feel better in that we’re all on the same playing field.

Special Stand Out You

Dress – Trinity  //  Sweater – Darling via Emerging Thoughts  //  Scarf – Kensie  //  Tights – Hansel from Basel  //  Boots – Walmart

Standing out from the crowd is difficult.  How do you stand out from a crowd?  Other than running naked down the street flailing your arms, of course.  Don’t try that by the way, the results are never good.  In theory it’s all about being yourself, but in a crowd of people trying to stand out I don’t know if anyone can ever really do it. With everyone trying to feel special in our society by seeking that recognition of being the “most” at something, I wonder if it’s ever really possible to achieve it.  I don’t know.  Maybe I’m in the crowd so I just can’t see the way, or maybe I’m off to the side standing apart but not out, that I just don’t get it.  But I don’t. 

I can’t help but wonder about that line from Hope Floats, “I’m just not special, and that’s okay.”  Maybe not everyone is meant to be special, and maybe that’s okay. 
Maybe just being happy is enough.

 Ugh, ever have those days where you could just get your pretentious brain to be quite?

Hello 2013, Chal-lenge Accepted!

 Scarf – Kensie   //  Sweatshirt – Alternative Apparel from Trixie  //  PJ Pants – La Senza  // Headband – Treasured Details

The ever lovely Amanda from Royal Daughter Designs tweeted:

 So naturally I tweeted back, “Challenge Accepted!!!”  *because I really consider myself the Barney Stinson of fashion*  That’s the reasoning behind this stunning outfit you see here, and I am linking up for WIWW with it, and if you’re visiting from there, now you know the story behind this super chic look.  *sarcasm fully intended*  

But as I took on this self-thrown down gauntlet, and as I’ve been reflecting on the last year, I think 2013 is the year of “Challenge Accepted!”  At least I’m going to try my darnedest to have the attitude of nothing being impossible and nothing being off the table.  This year, to paraphrase a friend, I’m doin’ things my way.  This year I’m not going to back down.  Chal-lenge Accepted!!

Embracing The Chaos

Skirt – Lovenell  //  Sweater – F21  //  Tights – HUE
Boots – Feet First  //  Necklace – Lustre  //  Scarf – street stand
I’ve given up I think.  The photobombing appears to be here to stay.  Even worse, every time I pull out the camera she finds a spot right in front, turns to me, and says “cheese!”  She thinks it’s all about her.  I guess that’s my fault, what with following her around with a camera since minute one.  So I’ve decided to embrace it rather than fight it.  This is my life, this is my fashion.
I guess it makes sense.  I’m not one of those immaculately put together fashionistas you see on the internet everywhere.  I don’t have every single hair perfectly in place, and I often do have toddler food on my clothes.  So it makes sense that my pictures are just as messy as me.

Quote of Today:
“Ask {Baby Girl}, apparently she can explain boy and girl parts to you.”

An Appropriate Time To Take Your Shoes Off

Jacket – Gap  //  Sweater – Mexx  //  Dress – Love Audrey *get one in Coral from Threadsence* 
Tights – F21  //  Scarves – street stand  //  Boots – Locale  //  Bag – Ruche
Give me a great dress, a fabulous jacket, and a large bag and I can rule the world.  Not literally of course, but somehow this is the perfect trifecta of sartorial brilliance to make me feel confident with who I am.

This is also the outfit I wore to a recent audition where in the middle of it I took off my boot.  To be fair, it was relevant and part of the scene, but I don’t think they expected me to do it.  Nor to continue the rest of the scene waving my boot around.

I got excellent feedback from that audition and they were “impressed with me.”  That seals it, I’m taking off my boot at every audition from now on. 

Don’t Surprise Me Unless…

Top – Only  //  Scarf – ModCloth  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Shoes – Payless
Spent a lazy day bumming around a couple of days ago and am just getting around to posting this now, but yes, you are seeing my Double Braid twist on me up there.  
In other news, this little scarf up here was a total surprise. ModCloth has this occasional thing called a Stylish Surprise, where you buy a grad bag essentially.  You choose apparel, accessories or shoes – punch in your size and pay for it.  You have no idea what you’re getting until it arrives.  
Now, I’m not one for surprises.  I like surprises if I know what they are ahead of time *yes, I know that defeats the word ‘surprise’*  I figured even if I hate it it’s okay ’cause the accessory grab bag is $5.  So, that’s a bad latte or something. But I was pleasantly surprised.  
I also bought a surprise apparel, but I’ll show that to you some other time.  It’s totally not something I would have chosen for myself, but it’s so cute I’m loving it. 
So the moral of the story:  First, don’t surprise unless it’s something I’m going to love.  And you’re only going to know if I love if you ask me about it first. And second, you don’t have to ask if the surprise is really, really cute and it’s only $5.  Thirdly,  surprises from Tiffany’s and GC to my favorite stores are always acceptable and, in fact, encouraged.
Quote of Today:
“We really need more blood.”

Goodbye Mr. Weekend

 

 Jeans & Tee- Gap  //  Sweater – Anthropologie  //  Boots – Feet First  //  Scarf – Le Chateau  //  Necklace – Ruche.

This weekend.  Huh?  There was a weekend?  Funny, I didn’t realize.  I kind of wish someone had told me it was the weekend.  Sometimes I don’t get the memo and then I forget to take part in the shared group activity. 
And I end up wearing my Halloween costume to the Christmas Party.

True Story:
Baby Girl and Andrew were on the bus during rush hour.  
In a loud voice Baby Girl went, “Daddy!  Daddy!  Daddy!”  “Yes?” he answered. 
On the crowded bus, and in an equally loud and enthusiastic voice she declared, ” I farted!”

The Long Goodbye

Jacket – F21  //  Sweater – Cotton Candy from Ruche  //  Jeans – Gap  //  Boots – Threadsence  //  Scarf – Urban Outfitters

These pictures are from a few days ago, and I’m sad to say that I’ve lost these boots.  They are peeling now.  The faux leather top layer is literally coming away from the rest of the boot.  So they’re going in the garbage. I’m really sad to see them go especially as they’re only ten months old, but there’s no fixing something like that.

Saying goodbye to a pair of shoes is sort of like saying goodbye to an old friend.   I find that you wear shoes more than certain pieces in your closet, and so there’s a lot of sentimentality attached to that item.  We’ve been through good and bad, and it feels like a kind of betrayal to just toss them out.

But at the same time, they are just an inanimate object and I am probably anthropomorphizing them just a touch too much.  

True Story:
Baby Girl is taking a bath, playing, and generally having a great time.  
Suddenly she stops, looks at me dead serious and says, “Grandma stinky.  Stiiiiinky.”  
I don’t know where that come from, but I bet there’s a story there.
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