Fashion Fourth

So I'm camping. That's how I show my patriotism. By getting away from everyone.

BUT......just in case you were wondering, I am rocking something fierce on the fourth....well, maybe not the sandals, and maybe not the white shirt because we're camping (which is just a disaster waiting to happen) and maybe not the rolled-up jeans that I spent waayyy too much money on, but definitely...probably...I'll be wearing this scarf.

IF it matches the bikini I'll be wearing while swimming in the lake. Which it won't.

Oh, Goddammit, this is cute, anyway, and, no, we did not plan this:



Happy Day of Independence!

Fashion Friday (A Summer MUST!!!)

I'm not gonna lie. If you don't already own a maxi dress, you need to go out and buy one RIGHT NOW.

Your life, or at least your summer, depends on it.

The maxi dress could, quite possibly, be the best invention ever.

Hate the way your legs look in shorts? No problem. The maxi dress hides it.

Too lazy to shave your legs (like, ever again)? The maxi dress makes this okay.

Want to rob a liquor store and have somewhere to stash the goods? The maxi dress....wait.

Don't be an idiot.

Get someone else to do it for you.

But the point is, the maxi hides everything.

AND it's the cutest thing ever, at least this summer.

This particular dress is a direct result of my Ebay extravaganza, but it's not my first maxi.

(If you're not a fan of Ebay, click here, or here for some cheap options.)

Also, you're getting a bonus today, because, um, you also HAVE to get some of this for the summer (if you want to look hot, there's no other way):

This is A Grape Fit! by O.P.I. Get some. Look good.

Peace out.

Happy First Day of July....or Something.

I finally got my Happy First Day of July(!) present from Sarah.

In a former life, I think it was meant to be a birthday present. (At least I think that's why she used a pink pastry bag to wrap it. ) But I'm glad she included the "(insert day of arrival here)", because, had it been a birthday present, it would have been a month late. 

And I have issues with people who make me wait.

Regardless, it was really fun to come home to a package that, for once, I wasn't paying through the nose for (Ebay, while cheaper, still has that nasty little habit of making you pay for shipping, which cancels out the ease of shopping and appearance of a good deal). 

Additionally, the fact that it was not a bday present made it a surprise.  On my birthday, I expect to get gifts in the mail.  On the first of July?  Not so much.  

So she got a bonus point there.

And with the addition of the bonus point, she has now pulled into the lead for BFFFEAE (BFF for ever and ever) because she buys me presents even when it's not my birthday.

It doesn't take much to please me or to become my favorite person.

What can I say?  I'm shallow and I like gifts.

And in other, unrelated news, let me know if you would like my address or need to know my shoe size.

Life Isn't Always About Clothes....

A friend once told me that the Latin root in the word "decide" (cide) means to kill or cut off. When you make a decision, you are essentially killing the other option.

(Okay, so maybe it wasn't a friend who told me that. Maybe it was my therapist.)

Anyway. The two things I suck the most at in life are: doing laundry and making decisions.

Well, I don't suck at decisions when it comes to buying clothes.

Then I just buy everything. No decision required. No killing off of the clothes not chosen.

Sadly, life is not only about clothes.

Recently, some opportunities have come up in my life and I must make a decision about which path to take.

One path is easy, would take a one-year commitment, and raise my pay about $30k a year. The job would probably be easier than my current one, and probably I'd be home by 4 every day, bringing little to no work home with me.

The other path is not as easy, would take a two-year commitment, would raise my pay $30K initially, but leave room for growth--both career-wise and financially. But this job could involve as much if not more stress than my current job. I probably would not be home every day by 4. Maybe not even 5.

I don't know what to do. Do I take the easy route and finally, after years of hard work, sit back and enjoy life?

Or do I even know how to enjoy life? Am I the type of person who never takes the easy route because that's just not who I am?

I wish I could see into the future.

I wish I weren't a giant baby, too scared to make a choice.

I wish someone could just decide for me.

Because then I wouldn't be killing off an other option, someone else would. And if I didn't like the outcome of my decision, I could blame someone else.

Claim no responsibility whatsoever.

Sigh.

Why can't life just be as easy as deciding what to wear every day?

Because those are the kinds of decisions I don't mind making.

Library

I like to think of myself as an organized person. At the very least I like to think of myself as someone who has her shit together.

I even carry a planner around now and write down important stuff (so what if i never remember to look over it--it's definitely the thought that counts).

But for the most part, shit gets done. Almost always in a timely matter.

Take, for instance, the library.  I return the books in a timely manner.  It's just that timely is a subjective word and our definitions (mine and the library's) don't exactly match. 

The truth is that every single time I check out books, I end up looking like a douchetard because I, once again, disregarded the due date. And there's always someone waiting on one of the books.  

This is what makes me a giant asshole.

Bu on the bright side, I guess I kind of look at all those fines (Um...can YOU think of a better way to spend $48.50? Because I can't.) as my contribution to making sure the library, you know, doesn't run out of books or anything like that.

The library could quite possibly go under without my fine money.  I'm sure it's like half of their yearly budget or something.

The point is, the fact that I forget the books and earn fines is most likely an altruistic gesture. I'm so completely unselfish that I don't even have to try to be a giver.  It just comes naturally to me.  

Like breathing and knowing how to cuss in 5 different languages.  

This, folks, is what lets me know I'm a good person.  

That and my shoe collection.  Because would a rotten person have such great shoes?

I think not.

Peace.

I Despise Golf

But not nearly as much as I love drinking beers all day. On the golf course by the bay.

That's it for the rhyming. Here are some fun facts I learned about golf during my work's annual golf tournament (which we did not, surprisingly, win):

1. You know you're in the presence of a serious golfer when:

2. You can rock the funky golf shoes:

3. But this works just as well (you're not running around, and what the eff do you need traction for?):

4. Striking this pose after a stroke makes you look like a good golfer, even if you're just in it for the booze:

5. Real golfers don't need strange clothes (but my boyfriend wears them regardless)

6. If you hate golf, it's important to maintain street cred by showing that you do, indeed love sports.  You can do this by representing your favorite team by way of a cap.  Beer doesn't hurt, either:

 My weekend was fun, how was yours?

Oh, and 3 Mondays left!!!!  (The countdown to my summer break has officially begun).

Fashion Friday

Here's the deal. There' are so many summer dresses, so little time.

Last night, I got my hair done (very close to being blonde, just wish I could pull off actually being a blonde) and Sopko came with. We, of course, were forced to walk through the mall on our way out of the salon, but we made a pact: absolutely NO shopping.

But that was before I spotted the cute sun dresses on sale for $9.

Obviously this kind of sale makes any pact null and void.

But Sopko held strong and talked me out of buying a new purple, red, blue, or plaid dress.

Which is a good thing, since I have all of those and more in my dress closet (an entire closet devoted to cute dresses----pretty close to heaven).

So she saved me. Kind of. But if I have to repeat an outfit between now and July 21 (last day of school((and also not likely)), I'm so blaming her.

And she'll have to make it up to me with clothes or I'll never forgive her.

Anyway, this dress is from last summer, but I choose to believe it's still highly fashionable (I bought it a year ago, so it's not in any stores, but here's a link to a similar dress):

And these shoes I picked up for $7 at the local resale shop. That was before I even knew that flowers are the must-have accessory this season (These are cute, but not nearly as cheap).

Happy Friday, bbs (sorry, I've been reading Perez Hilton waayy too much lately)!

Peace.