Category Archives: Shorts

A Post With An Abundance of Overshare

Marci 12-8-12 Turned

Brace yourself, because it’s about to happen. The first thing I though when I looked at these photos, and likely similar to what you’ll think, is Why on earth am I wearing shorts in early December?

Truth is, guys, I’m one of the reluctant leg shavers. Especially during the winter months. It feels pointless and petty and such a nuisance, so I skip weeks when it’s cold out. I finally caved and shaved my legs the night before this outfit, and so when I woke up I was super exciting to show them off. I knew I’d be spending the whole day inside with friends while we decorated, so I threw on a pair of shorts and David looked at me like I had grown an extra pair of legs.

A little impractical? I asked

Just a little, babe, he replied

Marci 12-8-12 Horiz

I added tights and somehow it felt like a good idea. When Kels and I made a quick run to the store for more ornament hangers, though, and snuck in outfit photos I started to reconsider my decision but it was too late. I was committed and for the record, this outfit is super comfortable.

Marci 12-8-12 Full

Sweater: Thrifted H&M | Shirt: H&M | Shorts: Target | Headband: Gift | Shoes: Thrifted

So tell me, am I crazy for wanting to wear shorts in December? Wait… maybe don’t answer that. What’s the craziest, out-of-place thing you’ve worn? Was it worth it?

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The Power of Unicorns

I don’t take Facebook seriously, and on my personal page my about me goes like this-

If you’re bright pink and covered in glitter, there is a 98.45% chance that I’ll love you forever. The odds increase if you are also a unicorn.

It’s been a bit for a while now, but I have to say it’s true. If you’re a unicorn, there is a high probability that I will love you. So when David checked the mail and found this package waiting for me from the weekend, he won massive points.

It’s kind of hard to tell, I know but it’s a unicorn necklace he found online. That guy spoils me and I like it. Also, I didn’t realize this until after we did the photos, but it was super windy and I have a unicorn horn in every photo. I must be channeling their power!

Sweater & Shirt: H&M | Necklace: Gift | Shorts Tights & Shoes: Target

I have to say I’m really in love with this shirt from H&M (sale section, $5, yes please) but what really sealed the deal was how it perfectly frames the unicorn in the shirt pattern. I mean, it just doesn’t get much better than that!

 

Sequins: Stop Reverse Back It Up

I read Stripes’ post from yesterday and giggled, since oh how I remember the pains of figuring that out. Granted, I was the girl in college who had the habit of dressing in a way that frequently prompted the question about my upcoming job interview from fellow students and professors alike, so my problem was really the mild sort. Regardles, figuring out whole new wardrobe requirements is no easy task. Wait for the segue. Especially when you’ve already cut your wardrobe down to a fraction of its original size. Oh there it was.

I’m not kidding when I describe this as the Second Coming of the 30 -for-30. I haven’t done a count, mostly because that would make me sad, but believe me when I said it’s small. And it’s somehow going to last me for a least a month, likely longer. And seriously, though, could I scream PrivledgedWhiteGirlFirstWorldProblems any louder?

I had a whole theme of what I was planning on writing about for this outfit. I took it yesterday, on Tuesday September 11, and I didn’t think much about the date as I was getting dressed. It’s an anniversary that makes me pause, but in an odd, reflective way instead of the more state-approved patriotic way. I did read some well-articulated thoughts about using this anniversary as a way not only to reflect on the actions eleven years ago, but on the consequences that occurred as a result of the day. As a result of America’s reaction.

I’m not that patriotic of a person–not in the sense that I love my country because it’s mine. Moreso, I feel like you love a country in the same way that you love and respect a person–because they deserve it. I think when you look at the actions of our country, the line gets a little lot blurrier. So when I took off my sweater and realized I had (very unintentionally) decked myself out in red white & blue, it was strange.

Like I said, those were things I thought about writing about–the challenges of turning my professional wardrobe into an everyday casual one while simultaneously chopping it into a fifth its size; the thoughts that get tied in knots when I start trying to decipher my own feelings about what happened eleven years ago which includes America’s reaction; I even considered a lighthearted post about an apple growing on one of the trees in the backyard. But then? I got distracted.

Then I got distracted with the fresh, ripe raspberries growing all around the wall I picked for photos. Omnomnomnom. Like, seriously guys, have you tasted the amazingness of fresh raspberries plucked from their branches? I repeat: Omnomnomnomnom.

Sweater: Thrifted | Shirt: Anthro | Tank: Target | Shorts: H&M | Tights: Express (gift) | Shoes: Modcloth

Sequins: Memorial to Art

I’m house- and dog-sitting for my mom while she jaunts off for a quilting retreat this week, and it’s really nice to be in my old stomping grounds. Not so much the house, since she moved in to the house after I moved out for college. It’s still in the Seattle area, though, which means I still consider it my old stomping grounds. And for the kiddos who grew up with a Seattle zip code, I concede–I am one of those obnoxious wannabes who lived in the outskirts but claimed the city for my own. I call it valid, though. I’ve been eating at Thai Tom’s since I was twelve, and the main chef knew me well enough to compliment my freshman-aged self on the freshly-pinked locks. I volunteered at the Seattle Aquarium and was on first name basis with the cook at my favorite sandwich shop in Pike’s Place Market, until he left to find his luck in the UK. I could go one, but case in point, my street cred is earned. Yo.

One of my favorite ever-evolving memories is of this random-ass building in Seattle’s U-District. I’ve grown up staring at it as we’d drive by to other places. First it was an actual store, named Tubs, and it looked like the most elegant, fancy building I’d seen (in my sheltered life). I’ve watched the business close, and the building be abandoned. I’ve seen the street artists slowly but steadily reclaim it as their own. My mom and I were driving past the building, and she indulged me in an impromptu photoshoot when I saw how the building’s most recent designs.

I love this building. And I love this city. I’m so excited to be moving back to Seattle. I mean, yes, right now I’m horribly stressed and grumpy and overwhelmed, but in the long run, I’m excited. I think. Being in a city full of art and community and graffiti and noise–that’s exciting to me. And I’ll be even more excited when August is over, I have a place to live, and a job to pay for things again. Wish me luck.

Shirt: Thrifted, Tank & Shorts: Target, Shoes: Clarks

Sequins: A Balancing Act

I feel like I’ve had that as my title before. It might be mostly because it’s the title of my life. There are times where the balancing act is fairly seamlessly woven into the fabrics of my daily processes, and other times where it’s a conscious presence looming above. That’s when it starts feeling oppressive. There’s a constant juggling show of me making sure I’m doing All The Right Things. You know–have I spent enough time with my family? Friends? My partner? Have I spent enough time by myself? Have I been reading enough non fiction to further encourage that part of my interests? Have I been working on my art? Have I been working on art that isn’t directly related to one person’s wedding or another? Have I read that one fiction book I started a few weeks ago and haven’t thought about since? Have I even remotely considered riding my bike somewhere? Probably not.

This sounds all very first-world-y and that’s fine. That’s almost the point. It takes so much of all these different components for me to keep my head above water, and then I go and start focusing on an amazing book, Arab Spring Dreams ed. Nasser Weddady & Sohrab Ahmari. It’s really… well inspirational isn’t quite the right word. But it’s a reality check. About the differences between my life and those of people younger than me fighting passionately, and sometimes to the death, to fix the wrongs they see in their governments.

My life is less full of such direct advocacy. It is however, full of small steps I take to make sure I’m doing the best I can. I live as honestly as I can and I take care of myself the best way I know how–and believe you-me, that’s a complicated process.

The balancing act isn’t solved in a day, or in a blog post. It was just top-of-mind conscious when I set down to write this. On a lighter note, (literally), you might notice I chopped some more of my hair off. I have to say, the asymmetry of the style is my new all-time favorite. Lets hope the next bride I’m standing next to feels similarly. Also on the chopping block were my mint green pants. I love my new long shorts. It’s like shopping but without spending any money! Excitement.

On a sillier note, I wrote half of this post before heading out with my mom to the art store (I’m in Seattle housesitting for her and she leaves tomorrow, so we snuck in some mother-daughter-time). I get a text from Stripes, who had previewed my (unfinished) post. “Your post is a little heavy–everything okay?”

She’s a good friend. I hope none of this is to melodramatic sounding, though. Mostly it was just the topics rolling through my brain. I’ll keep reading books about topics beyond my scope of identity and learning more about the world and the ways in which I am not, but could be, or should be, or won’t be, or shouldn’t be, involved.

Shirt: tagless, and worn backwards/ Shorts: Nordstrom’s, modified/ Shoes: Modcloth/ Bag: H&M/ Earrings: Mi Shoes

What to Wear to the BEACH

Alrighty folks, Stripes here, I’m excited to join in on the link up fun! This is my beach look…though I laughed when I remembered that I needed to don a swimsuit and we barely topped 65 degrees today in the lovely Pacific NW.

Tank:Nollies//Shorts:Thrifted A&E//Swim Top:Macy’s//Swim Bottom (that you can’t see):Target//Shoes:Old Navy

I’m not sure if you’ve heard, but Washington has notoriously awful beaches. We’re talking no sand, lots of rocks, and weather that’s most places’ winter weather-rain, gray skies, and if we hit a temperature above 70 degrees it’s an AWESOME summer’s day. This is how I totally forgot to wear sunglasses in the pictures- our weather has been awful for the last few days and I was fending off goosebumps as I posed for these photos. But hey, that’s a true NW summer for ya!

As far as my beach style really goes, I prefer comfort. I like to wear clothes I can easily exit out of so I can jump into a lake/ocean/bay/what have you and won’t get destroyed or look awful wet so shorts and a tank are pretty much a must for me. I LOVE these shorts that I thrifted four or five years ago, for a whopping 99 cents, so much that I have pretty much ruined all the factory distressing and they are super stretched out (but that’s what makes them so comfy!). I also prefer cheap flip flops for the beach (and only the beach because they kill my feet) so I don’t ruin any of my investment sandals which are usually made of leather and it’s really easy to get rocks and sand out of them. The only things you’re not seeing in this picture that I would also bring to the beach are a towel or blanket, sunglasses, sunscreen (a MUST!), and a frisbee or journal.

 

Sequins here. I’m feeling really bad following up Stripes’ outfit, but such is life. She’s right, though, about weather in the northwest (PS I’m sitting in the Sacramento airport waiting to fly home, and I’m so tired. I wrote whether wether weather back there, so apologies for the gross grammar issues). Beaches are for the determined, although I like to count myself among the determined. However, I don’t know if you’ve picked up on this by now, but I’m not in the northwest at the moment. I’ve spent the past week in Hawaii, so you can just guess what I wear to the beach!

The first photo is definitely the most misleading, since I didn’t actually use this board like I expected to. I brought it out the first time we went snorkeling, as a precaution, but then it wasn’t necessary. I planned on using it to body surf a few days later, but I just ended using my body instead of the board. Tons of fun, regardless! What I had the best time doing, though, involved this accessory…

Snorkeling is the bees knees, guys. It just rocks. I saw so many fish–the last day my mom and I went out on a more advance turf (the one behind me) and she even got to see a sea turtle! I saw the unpronouncable Hawaiian state fish, so I’m feeling pretty excited about life in general. And because I like doing my small part to promote happy and healthy body image on the internet, here’s a better glimpse of what I actually look like when I’m on the beach.

Bikini: Macy’s, Sandals: Saltwaters, Snorkel: Foodland Grocery, Necklace: ABC Store

I think it’s important that you all know two things about the above mentioned photo:

First, yes I did wear the sandals into the water. Those shoes are amazing and deserve a post all their own. Second, I also wore that necklace into the water, and I’m pretty sure it worked as fish bait. Particularly for the famed Humuhumunukunukuapau’a.

Thanks for everyone who’s participating in these posts! They’re tons of fun and you should check out everyone else:

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Sequins: Travelwear

You’re reading this on the last day before Monsieur & I fly out to Hawaii for our vacation, so I’m just a touch busy. Although, if you couldn’t get enough of Stripes’ vacation posts, then don’t fret–I’ll be adding my own to the mix soon enough. Don’t you fret. For now, though, you can feast your eyes of my last travel outfit! This was for a train trip, so less intense than my current trip, but still.

Gray tights and denim shorts was the very first styling that led me to my tights-with-shorts obsession. You guys don’t see it too much on the blog what with me recording almost entirely my work outfits, but trust me–it exists. Also, I know at least one person seeing this post is squealing with an “ohemgee she got it!”, so yeah, Stripes, I totally found one!

Backstory–Stripes sent me a text a long time ago letting me know there was a a super cute seafoam green jacket at the place she found her hot pink blazer. I went to scope it out and they were already out of stock. I went back recently, though, when my sister dragged me to the mall and couldn’t resist. It’s mine now!

Blazer: Charlotte Russe, Shirt: H&M, Tights: very old, Sandals: Saltwaters, Shorts: Target, Flower: downtown boutique

Do you guys have any fashion trends that you stick to like comfort blankets? Because that’s what tights and shorts are for me. This happy trend has been going strong for four years in my life, and I don’t see it letting up anytime soon!