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Taking Back Fun

I’m back! I have internet, I have a roof over my head that is shared only with David (and our rattas, of course), and I (unfortunately) still have a lot of time on my hand for this whole blogging thing.

The past weekend was an utter, abysmal failure. It’s been a long time since anything has been that upsetting, or left that much of an impact on my psyche, but I guess, such is life. Sunday was full of errands, just like every other day (man moving is hard), so David and I decided to have a bit of fun. My fun? Blue hair!

I love this shot, because look at that gradient from summery green to fall orange! Also, look at that bright blue hair! Okay, so what if it’s just a wig? I had a ton of fun wearing it. David and I are working on our Halloween costumes and this wig is part of mine. It’s now also part of a desire I have to grow out my hair just a bit more and then do crazy dye jobs to it.

Wig: Goodwill | Sweater: Thrifted (H&M) | Shirt: Target | Skirt: Thrifted | Boots & Tights: Fred Meyer

And just in case you think it’s an empty threat, all this blue hair talk, have I ever told you guys about that time I dyed my hair bright pink? Best five months of my life. Well, at least hair-wise it was.

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Sequins: Professional Daisies

I mentioned a while back in this post that I wore that top two days in a row (eww, gross, no way, that’s yucky, ewww). with different tank tops underneath (oh way better, but still kinda ewww) because of how much I loved it. It’s been forever since I’ve been a Good Blogger with Consistent Posts, but what can I say? My life has been kinda really crazy lately. Hopefully a good, consistent routine will start forming and you can look forward to all my amazing outfits with my new frames (because seriously guys? I don’t know if it came across in Monday’s post but holy crap am I just so in love with my frames. So. In. Love.) It took a while to adjust to the frames, because for whatever reason I’d get motion sick with these. Four days, though, of pure determination and I’m good. I can see in them and function all day and it’s fine. I think it was just the adjustment they made the prescription, which would be very boring but basically they made my very very very bad eye’s lens a little weaker and my not as bad eye’s lens a little stronger, which made it hard to adjust to. Good news, though, is that my very very bad eye is getting better! Bad news, of course, my not-as-bad- eye is getting worse.

Oh and for the record, Stripes gets total and completely credit for this jacket. She’ll show off her equivalent soon, and let me tell ya it’s adorable. So adorable that I asked her where she got it, and then went on a quest for my own. I would’ve gotten an identical one, but I didn’t want to step on any toes (I told Strips that and her exact response was “Dude you should have gotten it, it would have been fun to see how we’d each wear it!”). I’m happy with my choice, though. Yellow is a color I’ve avoided for a really long time. When I was little my dad told me I should never wear yellow because it looks horrible on me, and that stuck. I’ve tip toed with the idea of breaking from that rule, though, and a couple years ago I wore a yellow shirt around him. His response? “That color looks really good on you. Why don’t you ever wear yellow?” I reminded him of what he said, and he promptly denied it. Story of my life. Lesson learned?

Don’t follow fashion rules.

We might live on opposite sides of the state, but Elizabeth from  Delightfully Tacky said it best–it’s definitely still Sweater Weather round these parts. Also, side note? I’m so in love with her wardrobe and the way she styles things. This top definitely made me flash to her blog when I bought it, mostly because I know she would wear it in super cool ways that I have yet to figure out. I’ll get there, though, one day.

This outfit was from one of those rare moments where I could actually get away with short sleeves, no hoods, and bare legs. I’m nostalgic putting this post together, since it is a very, very gray sky out my window. You’d think it’s still March up in here

Oh and last note–the shoes. It should be known that I’ve had these shoes since my dad’s wedding in October 2008 and this is the second time I’ve ever worn them, apart from his wedding. If you guys haven’t figured this out by now, I’m really, really really bad at wearing heels. They’re wedges, though, and that whole biking-in-wedges thing is totally legit. I biked in this outfit!

Jacket: Charlotte Ruse/ Shirt: Romy/ Skirt: Thrifted/ Shoes: Mia/ Earrings: Gift from Monsieur

*PS that icky-looking white stuff on the wall is paint, not bird poo. Just sayin’

Sequins 30 for 30: A Colorful Jungle

This, my friends, is a “me outfit”. The colors, the patterns, the textures–it just fits better.

Also, though, isn’t that fence fabulous? It’s in my neighborhood, but I had to be super sneaky having Monsieur take my picture so I wouldn’t look like a total creeper posing on someone else’s fence. Fortunately their yard is (wonderfully) overgrown enough that their windows are fairly blocked.

I don’t know about you guys, but ever since I’ve started taking blog pictures consistently, I’ve become mildly obsessed with finding good backgrounds. Stripes and I were laughing about this over coffee, since she acknowledged she is way less concerned about it than I am. There’s something about a good background, though, that turns a photo from a simple recording of an outfit to a memory of that outfit. I don’t think it helps that some of my favorite fashion bloggers have just stunning backgrounds!

Also, tangent, but I was reading this on Erin’s blog about comments, and I agree with everything she says about comments in number five. Just sayin’.

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, I use Gimp for all my photo editing/design work. It’s got a bit of a learning curve, but the magic words are “Free Version of Photoshop” and you have me sold! I will say it helps that I used to use Photoshop all the time (I was editor of the newspaper and yearbook in high school, and I had a part time graphics editor job in college), so most of the Gimp learning curve (for me) consists of learning how to do the things I used to do, not learning the entire system.

Seriously, though, go learn Gimp. It’s free. And it’s awesome.

Also awesome? The amount of animals I have on my outfit. Safari-themed print, fat bear-raccoon necklace, and cheetahs on my sweater. Yeah, I know. Pretty cool.

Shirt, Sweater, Necklace & Skirt: Thrifted/ Shoes: Soda/ Tights: Old Navy

Sequins 30 for 30: Growing Our Family

It’s true, Monsieur & I have been having some serious talks about growing our little family unit. And I shall pause before explaining further, to give time for my mom to climb back into the chair she just fell out of.

(That’s not true–my mom wouldn’t fall out of a chair in shock. She would merely raise an eyebrow as she continues to read, looking for the explanation with pursed lips going “I know my daughter better than this. I would not find this out through her blog”. Well, mom, you’re right. I was being clever and misleading. You (and Stripes, who’s all “Seriously? I found this out through the friggin’ blog??”) can rest assured–I was just being misleading), and for my other blog readers who are going “Wait, I didn’t think she was even married??”, rest assured–I’m not. We have no intentions of being married. We are rather serious about each other, though, enough so that I can make a baby joke without worrying that he will bolt for the hills. He only bolts for about a block or so.

Monsieur and I are looking at getting a pet. Or two.

Aha, clever readers say, I knew she had something up her sleeve!

I’ve wanted my dog to come back into our lives for a while now, but it’s just so up in the air with us moving in August that I can’t quite say with certainty that it’ll happen. Hopefully, this darling pup of mine shall soon be in my life on a more permanent and less visitation-based way. Because, as I’ve previously alluded to, I deal with some intense bouts of depression. It’s hard, and I’ve learned that no matter how supportive and loving my family and close friends are (of which they are plenty supportive), nothing quite helps get me over the hump like the love of a furry creature.

So without further ado, I’d like everyone to say….

Pet rats. I know. I know. Before you squeal and go all “oh gross!!”, though, hear me out—they’re smart, they potty train themselves, they’re really friendly and interactive, and they actively enjoy being pets. They’re the best rodent you can have for a pet, since they’re not inherently terrified of people and dislike having you touch them (ahem, like, every hamster, gerbil and guinea pig I’ve ever met). I had my first pet rat when I was like six years old, and I’ve just learned that they’re wonderfully low maintenance and  caring pets. And, bonus, they live in a cage! And are easier to clean up after than 80 lb boxers!

The sweet, local, independently-owned pet store has a new litter of baby rats and they’re best for pets when you get ’em young, so we popped down to look at them yesterday and we’re taking two home this afternoon! I’m really excited. Monsieur is hesitant, but they say the fathers never really have their parental instincts kick in until the baby comes homes. So I’ll keep you posted!

Until then, let’s hear it for one of my new most absolute favorite outfits ever!

Dress & Scarf: Thrifted/ Sweater: Target/ Necklace: Charming Charlie (Gift!)/ Purse: Melie Bianco/ Boots: Mi Shoes/ Tights: Gift from Stripes!

This is my stoic face, eh?