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Slushie Madness

My mom and I agreed that getting Arctic Frosts from Dairy Queen was going to be essential to our well-being during our errands run on Friday. She’s never insisted on her own before and usually we share mine, but this time was different. This time she had a craving.

Sweater: Kohls | Shirt: Zara’s (Thrifted) | Skirt: H&M | Tights: Target | Shoes: B.A.I.T

Pretty much five seconds after we had them in hand, she realized (with my prompting, that she actually wanted a slurpee from 7-11. I don’t know about you guys, but those slurpees are like my favorite comfort treat ever. It’s like candy flavored ice foam. Ridiculousness.

Since this was a day off, I opted for lots of color. So much blue color I even matched my drink, because that’s how dedicated I am. Also, please note the hair. I think this is my first good hair day on the blog in weeks. These shots don’t quite show it off, but it’s getting spiky in the back.

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Play Date

My mom and I have some of the best play dates. I wrote more of the details on my personal blog, over at Like A Small Fire, but here are the outfit deets

When I first wore this dress around my mom, she made the astute comment that I needed a shirt that matched it better. So when she was coming over for our trip to scope out Goodwills and furnish my art room, I figured I’d throw on the dress and we could see if anything appropriately matching came out. We were thinking something along the lines of a mauvey-lavender purple.

Dress: thrifted | Sweater & TIghts: Target | Shirt: inherited from my sister | Boots: Mishoes

We found something that should work, so you’ll probably see this dress again. I think that’s like three times on the blog. Hopefully you aren’t all harboring some secret grudge against my repetition. Because that would be… Well, it’d be a little sad. But if it makes you feel better, I found two dresses at Goodwill, so those will be nice and new for the blog. Just for you, guys, just for you.

Sequins: …And I’m back!

It’s like magic! I’m in a new town, and entirely not unpacked, but I’m finally at a point where I’m not making a 3 hour round trip voyage every day, and the wedding season is officially over, and I am allowed to breath! Yay!

Also, it’s a good thing Stripes didn’t speak for me in that last post because while both of us were too busy to post last week, one of us warned the world and feels not a single ounce of guilt 😉

Being that I’m still very much still living in boxes, and since where I’m living is not where I’ll be living permanently (it is but a rock in the river to land on before jumping again), outfit posts have been hard to come by. Not impossible, though, so without further ado, I’d like to take a moment and talk about the magic of moving.

I’ve moved a lot in my limited 24 years–about 10 times that I can clearly recall. Each time is the same. I lose things that I don’t remember losing. This time is was the amazing typewriter necklace that my darling friend Violet gave me. I kept hoping it’d turn up during the move, but alas. I’m still hopeful that I might find it in a purse, since I have a weird habit of taking of necklaces during the day and depositing them in whatever handbag I have handy.

The upside, though, is that I find gems that I clearly remembered losing and have been pining for!

Anyone else notice that this skirt hasn’t appeared on the blog since it’s introduction? That’s because it hasn’t appeared in my life since shortly after it’s introduction into my life. Apparently it fell behind my dresser, but I’ve found it and washed it and was super stoked to wear it! And that’s a good thing, since my current wardrobe consists of barely over thirty articles of clothing. It’s the new 30 for 30, apparently. Hopefully we’ll be permanently settled soon!

Shirt: Target, Skirt & Belt, Thrifted, Sandals: Saltwaters, Earrings: Mi Shoes

Sequins: I Placed A Bird Upon It

Happy Tuesday, everyone! I’m assuming everyone knows the reference in my blog title, so yeah… I went there. But, in all honesty, it’s true! I’ve been adding my favorite new little accessory to just about every outfit I have.

I wrote more about how I actually made it on my other blog, should you be curious. I’m planning something big with that, so you know, watch out for that.

This is possibly the most “boring” outfit I’ve put together, but that really shows how often I’m predisposed to overdoing it. This outfit is comfortable, fun and (let’s keep this on the down-low, eh?) SUPER busty. Like oh-my-goodness-maybe-not-work-appropriate-but-only-because-I’m-a-prude-kind of busty. Also, the more I stare at this picture, the more I’m like “Time for a haircut, mmm?” It’s getting a little mop-top-y. Ugh. I mean, if you can’t spike it up in a fabulous bird-of-paradise-kind of way, then what’s the point of short hair, I’d like to ask?

(How many more overly-hyphenated-types of descriptions do you think I can fit in this post? Getting too crowded with those yet? No? Good! Moving on!)

And I’ll just put this out there, but I have (had?) no intention of being a “thrifty” blogger. I never really intended to go the “and everything I’m wearing is,  like, totally for sure real thrifted”. But, um, everything I’m wearing–except the tights!– is thrifted. They were some suh-weet finds, let me tell you. Oh, wait, no–my sweater is something that was lifted from my sister’s closet eons ago. And then I made my pin myself. But the jacket, dress, and shoes are thrift store deals.

I used to work at a shop where the dress code was black and white. For a while, it included gray as well, and let me tell you–I think I kind of blew the manager’s mind with vibrant and crazy looking I could make black and white look. It was a fun game to play, and that’s definitely the source of inspiration I was pulling from this morning with my mix-and-match polka dot theme going on.

The more it gets warmer and drier, the more ecstatic I am about these polka dot shoes. Like, oh man, guys. They’re kind of the bee’s knees. They’re completely useless for when it’s wet outside since they’re made of fabric, but holy crap. They’re comfortable, they’re adorable, and they go with almost everything I own. It was a match made in heaven.

I have to say, this is one of my favorite faces to make. Is that weird, to have a favorite face? Also, and what potentially makes this even weirder, is this is only my favorite face when I have short hair. I’m much less likely to make it when my hair is long. But if you know me in real life, you’ll recognize this face. It screams I’M BORED SLASH ANTSY OH MY GOD LETS GO RIDE PONIES OR EAT SNOWCONES.

It’s also the face I make when Stripes has taken more close up shots than I’m feeling comfortable with. Moment of truth? I don’t enjoy having my photos taken. I know it’s weird to start a fashion blog up and say that, but I’m super self conscious. About, like, everything. I think recording my outfits is a good and fun way to help me push past it, and having a great bestie (Stripes) to do it with makes it even better. Which is to say, this face, at this particular moment, is saying OH MY GOD LET THIS MOMENT BE OVER SOON

And I’ve managed to showcase my abilities to write not one but TWO entire paragraphs about a face. And now I want a snowcone…

Sequins: How To Steal Your Stepsister’s Dress Without Her Ever Knowing

I’m pretty proud of this tutorial–I feel like I’ve been training for it most of my life. I started off as an amateur, stealing my sister’s sweaters and then pretending I didn’t know what she was talking about, but I’ve progessed. Oh how I’ve progressed. So sit back and learn how to steal someone’s outfit (anyone’s, really) without them ever knowing (or complaining!)

Step One: Fall in Love
This is the most important step, since it will determine how the rest of the process goes. I fell in love with the dress my stepsister, Kitty * wore on the New Year’s Day photoshoot my dad hosted. Also featured is her partner in crime, Levin*, who is also dressed pretty snazzy.
Kitty* was kind enough to snap a picture of the dress with her phone for you all to see the details. Note that it came with a belt, but Kitty did not find it worthy of wearing, nor myself worthy of replicating. The simple, classic details of the dress were enough.

Step Two: Get To Know One Another
The outfit, that is, not the person you’re thieving from. After the dress kept popping up in my brain, I pieced together why I liked it:

  • The color. I’m a sucker for red
  • The lace–I love the texture of the dress
  • The ease with which you can dress it up and down
  • The tight fitting top and neckline combined with the fullness of the skirt
  • The length–mostly I’m just jealous of her height and ability to pull off that length!

Step Three: Go Shopping!
Hand’s down, this was my favorite part. Since neither my stepsister nor I are in the habit of shopping for new clothes (her dress was courtesy of her local Goodwill), I didn’t even entertain the notion of going anywhere other than my favorite thifting store. Fortunately, I was super lucky! My first trip there I found the following three dresses:

bonus points: it quickly became monsieur’s favorite, and he’s put in a special request that it make an appearance at our next date night.

 bonus: it’s the perfect replacement for a purple dress I had a while ago that is awkwardly tight in all the wrong places, and strangely ruffled.

bonus: the length! I was actually avoiding matching the lengths, but I was pleasantly surprised to see how much I liked it!

Step Four: Enjoy!
If you’ve successfully followed all the steps, you should now have at least one wonderful dress that was acquired in a way that doesn’t lead to devastating rifts in the family! Enjoy!

*Names and faces of the innocent were protected. My stepsister isn’t actually named Kitty, nor is her partner in crime named Levin. They are, however, adorable enough to deserve the names of the most classic love story I know of.  If my reference confuses you, I would recommend this link (but know that it doesn’t do full justice to the adorableness of that particular plot line).