Yes, it's pretty much Spring, and I bought some boots.
I've been silently coveting, no, longing for some Swedish Hasbeens clog boots pretty much since I first laid eyes on them. But, sadly, the $400+ price tag is just...no. Not happening. Not now, not ever.
And so, when my friend Lili pointed out that Piperlime had these boots marked down 60%, I sold some stuff that I haven't been using, and I pounced. And y'all. They are some cool boots. So cool. Cooler than me, I fear. First of all, I am having trouble thinking of how to wear them other than with this outfit. Second of all, they came with directions that included the phrase "Don't be mad!" Because there is a major breaking in period.
I ended up with only a tiny blister on one toe, but otherwise they were okay. But I still felt a little like I was playing dress up in my much cooler older sister's closet. Am I alone here? Or do you own an item of clothing that just might be cooler than you? Lastly, how would you wear these? I might brave them with a dress next.
So, I got another one of those blouses from Old Navy and wow, it is BRIGHT. A little out of my comfort zone but I love what pink will do to a girl's complexion, so there you go. I realized right before photo time that it goes well with my my work tote, a fun Nanette Lepore bag that Nina gave me for my birthday. It's so springtime fresh, right? I think so too.
Oh. Right. I have this internet blog thing, and occasionally I am supposed to post outfits? I'll admit, since badly spraining my wrist, typing, getting dressed, LIFE has been hard. But anyway, here. Here is an outfit. Unfortunately, immediately after taking this picture?
The camera died. Of boredom? We'll never know. But there is my adorable wrist splint, don't you love the pop of cobalt? So fresh.
So I'm back, a day or so later, in another pair of stretchy pants because you know what's impossible to put on one handed? Tights.
This is basically one step away from wearing pajamas in public and dangerously close to "leggings as pants". Forgive me. I did at least try to accessorize.
And I was given permission to ditch the splint during the day! Here's a gorgeous picture of my Dark Mark. Just like a sunset, isn't it?
Hey, it's foggy out and I went with a very creative all-black kind of thing. The last time I wore this dress to work a co-worker asked if I was going to a funeral. Soooo, to avoid that I added a non-funereal red cardigan and some leopard shoes that I wish were comfortable. Sadly, they pretty much crush my toes into submission. (Respect the Shoes has the same pair and she wears them all the time! So cute on her but I have no idea how she stands it.)
A: I WANT THAT and I don't even understand it. I did get a sample of the Extra Repair foundation because I think my current oil-free foundation is making things bad.
M: I don't know what it is either, other than made of magic. And yeah, you shouldn't have oil-free ANYTHING.
A: I mean, I am cooking with coconut oil and putting it on my face. At the same time.
M: That's so...earthy of you.
A: LIKE A CAVEMAN. Anyway, I love my Bobbi Brown lady. (Hi, Gina!)
M: Cavemen don't wear fancy makeup. And I love MY Bobbi Brown lady (hi Claire!).
A: Fuck that then. Oh, I bought your fancy gel eyeliner:
I lurve it. I want more.
M: Isn't it so good? Did you buy the brush, too? Because that brush is amazing.
A: I did not, because I have, um, three eyeliner brushes. They work just fine. This one is the bomb
M: Now I'm all distracted by this:
I think I secretly want to be Sophia Loren.
A: I have not mastered the cat eye thing. Yet.
M: it's on my life list.
A: I also want new lipstick. Specifically this one:
I realized that one of the lipsticks I still wear is something I bought in Chicago. Four years ago.
M: That's pretttty. I can't wait to get these braces off so I can wear bright lip color again. For now, Brown Sugar is my #1 most favorite nude ever. It feels wonderful on, as well:
A: Ooh, that looks nice. I want all of the things.
M: ALL OF THEM. I also really, really want this perfume:
A: Ooh, nice. I got a sample of this shampoo and conditioner and OH MY GOD SO SHINY. But not cheap. Of course:
M: I want shiny! Real bad!
A: I KNOW RIGHT.
M: ANYWAY, do you like the mascara I made you buy? Because I want to have its babies. It's coal black, lashy babies. Wait, that got weird.
A: Um, yeah, creeper, I like the mascara.
M: Oh, hush.
A: I'm not the one talking about sooty lash babies.
M: Don't make me take before and after lash pictures. I'LL DO IT.
A: Nobody asked you to sing, lady.
M: Well, let's leave it to the three readers still with us. Do YOU want before/after pictures of the amazing mascara? Or the amazing eyeliner? Or Adrien's hair? Do tell.
Disclaimer: we weren't paid to shill any of these products, though if someone wanted to we'd be ALL OVER IT. We just like makeup and stuff. xo
So, hi there! When Marianne and I had our little blog conference a few weeks ago we spent some quality time trying to make videos for you guys. And, um, it went really well. TOTALLY DID.
We're having issues getting the actual videos uploaded, so instead we're posting the outtakes. THESE ARE OUTTAKES. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT.
A: Clearly drunk.
M: Note to self, try sitting up straight when doing this.
A: Breadbox tried to get in on the action.
M: IT'S JUST WEIRD.
A: The way my face looks here? Makes me want to die. I just wanted to put that out there. Also, DRUNK.
M: Drunk on the worst wine in the world. Worse than homemade jail wine. Trust.
I wear this dress all the time and was surprised that I hadn't posted it recently. It is kind of A Thing with the mixed patterns, so I tend to keep the accessories pretty basic. The drape-y cardigan probably isn't the best option but everything else I tried on over it looked awful-er, so too bad. I kind of love that I'm rocking three different shades of purple with the dress and the bag.
