Tryin'

I'm trying to update my blog. I know it's been months...sheesh. I'm a crazy person. Don't worry, my style hasn't changed. Story about that, this other day at work, the guys were talking about my style. They said that the other girls thought I dressed kinda weird. Ha! I said, "that's just what plain people think." Haha! Hey, it's the truth. I'm only saying what people are thinking.
Sorry, I don't have a full body shot today. I'll post more soon! Much love!

Beeeeee Yourself

I have been on this menswear kick lately. It probably hasn't helped my "singlehood" but I have embraced my man repelling characteristics and owning them. That's besides the point. I think that women can totally pull off wearing mens clothing and looking fantastic in it. Sure there are the boyfriend jeans...but mens suits, shirts, and ties? Yea, I'd like to see Zoobie chicks try for that combo. K-Par said something interesting the other day. We were people watching, a favorite past time, when a girl walked by wearing an "edgy" ensemble. It looked like a Pinterest outfit, cute but not me. K-Par then said, "I don't think she can pull that off, but you (me) could." I then commented saying that it's a matter of personality and characteristics that go into being able to "pull off" something. Things like the way a person carries themselves, how one speaks and word choice, and just plain ol' style sense helps a bit. ;-)  I thought about all the types of people I know and how they dress. K-Par for example is adorable. Conservative with a cute feminine touch mixed with flirty details. Then I thought of her personality. She is conservative, dang cute, and super flirty. I swear she could get a room full of blind men to go on dates with her, she's that amazing.

My point is that, if you are confident enough to rock it then do it. Don't let someone tell you what you can and can't do, or can and can't wear. Don't try and be someone you are not. Just because it's in a magazine or Pin board doesn't mean it's for everyone. Life is too short to worry about wandering and curious eyes. Just have fun but stay classy! :)

PS...That's not K-Par...that's Mo.
Images from Resort 2013...Style.com

Braxlee and Blayde

Alrighty rooty...another week bites the dust, no complaints. Plenty of smiles including a trip to a thrift store which reaffirmed my belief that baby names are out-of-freaking-control. I feel like mothers are all trying to one up each other and come up with the most "unique" name. Dude...just because the name is "unique" ( I vote hella crazy) does not, I repeat, does not make your child unique. If anything, they will be made fun of their entire life. Now there are a few exceptions to that rule, namely me, Z, the Pretty One, and the coolest kid I know. My parents were not TRYING to out do everyone, they just knew at each birth that we would all rise, become, and fulfill our name. Don't believe me...meet us...you'll change your mind. We rock the Casbah. Now back to the thrift store. The couple behind me was talking to a random lady in line. Let's see how it went down...

Lady: "Awe, what's her name?"
Mother: "Adelaidelynn"
Me: (holy mouthful!!!)
Lady: "That's so unique and so pretty."
Me: (really?!??!! I mean really?!?!?)
Mother: "Why thank you, she's our first."
Father: "We are going to call her Addy."
Me: (she will hate you later...I feel like her name is a musical instrument also you've got the word laid in there, like kids at school won't have fun with that...good night!)

It was all I could do to not throw up on my newly found furry winter coat and wool sweater. (you will for sure be seeing those later. gems I tell you!) Anyway...my point resounding yet again...out-of-control. Get a grip people. In relation, I read an article this week about how America is just ridiculous with this naming a child thing. All should read it... especially if you are on the brink of childbirth. I warn you, it's rated R for language and crude comments but it hits the nail on the head. Read it and weep...with laughter. American Baby Names Have Gotten Worse.

110

I love when people from certain states claim that traffic is terrible. I usually roll my eyes and laugh, followed by a comment like "if only you knew..." Last night I was a witness to a similar conversation. I had the blessed opportunity to sit in both morning and afternoon traffic on the 5 and 110. I learned that if you can't beat em', join em'...honestly, you have no choice so deal with it. It comes with the territory. Other things that go hand in hand, dogs sniffing crotches and hookers and Pleazer Heels. Classy examples, I know. ;)
On another note, I'm obsessed with my Chelsea Boots. Everyone should get a pair...they are so hot this season (to be said in a sassy voice). Ha! Ha! Ha!

Creeper

Today I went to my religion class. It's always a great time. Kooky teacher, kids with random comments that have nothing to do with the lesson or are just fluff, and me sitting in the back relishing it all. I  have realized that I may be the oldest one there. Sad...anyway...so every day after class I noticed a fellow classmate walking up this massive hill by the school. I am not jealous...poor guy. Well I decided that I should offer up my chauffer services and ask him if he wants a ride. Now I feel like the ultimate creeper because it's like I spy on him every day after class...which I don't do but it probably comes across that way. Also, note to self, when delivering an offer, don't begin with "Hey this is going to sound creepy but..." Yea, that wasn't the coolest idea I've ever had, regardless, he took accepted, I felt like I did my kind act of service for the week and moved on.
Funny thing, later that night I watched the 1954 Sabrina. Now talk about creeper...spying from a tree for how long. Oh yea...Years! Nonetheless, I'm just changing the world one creepy moment at a time. Somebody has to do it.

Miss Frizzle

On Wednesdays and Mondays I have the privilege of teaching art to 5th and 6th graders. Bless their little hearts. ;) Today we painted the color wheel. I unknowingly pulled a Miss Frizzle and dressed up to match the theme of the day. Super cute right?!?!?!?! Unfortunately, I can't always be the nice-fun-awesome teacher like the Frizz. My Wednesday class is spawned from Satan and my Monday class is quite the opposite. Let's just say I will not be painting again with my Wednesday's. Teaching is fantastic though. No complaints...really. Ha!

Starting Anew

I decided I need to start a blog...well a new blog. We will see how it goes. Ha! Supposedly it's a way to "journal," in reality, I'm doing it to show all of you how stylish I am. (sarcasm...keep up...I dish it out a lot)

Reasons I am blogging...in no particular order...
1. "journaling"
2.  to give reason and evidence as to why I get stared at all the time
3.  I am tired of UT County "fashion" blogs. "She's wearing a Shade and has a fashion blog???" - Z
4.  to keep track of how awesome I look, evvv-reee-deeeyyy.
5.  I can't think of a 5th but I love odd numbers, deal with it.

So here is the beginnings of the blog. Here is what I wore today...blah, blah, blah. Sometimes I feel superficial when I post pictures...hey at least I own it. Due to the fact that I am ever soo classy, I will be taking "nice" pictures once a week with the help of my dear friend Z. As for now, we can all tread lightly on the "in room" shots. Hey, praise the Lord they are not "mirror shots." Am I using quotation marks too much???