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The necessity of reinvention

05 Feb

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daily outfit wearing red, grey, black vintage sweater dress, fishnets and over-the-knee boots

daily outfit wearing red, grey, black vintage sweater dress, fishnets and over-the-knee boots

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Mid-life crisis. There, I said it. I wouldn’t think twice about going to a dealership and driving off in a red hot Porsche right now. (Make it a 911 Turbo S, please.) But this isn’t a mid-life crisis and all I’ve done is get a new tattoo and color my hair differently in the past few months. It’s part of my evolution; the constant reinvention. What was wrong with the previous version of me? Absolutely nothing. But like anything, regardless of my conscious intervention, everything will change. I’d rather put up my sail and see where the wind takes me with some level of awareness and determination than to scramble unprepared.

I recently wrote about aging and what I plan to do about it. Here’s another tip for you: keep evolving. Stay fresh. Do something new. You don’t have to be as dramatic as me and get a tattoo, it wasn’t nearly the big deal I played it up to be since I happen to have six others. But you, take a different way home and see something new. Say hi to someone you don’t usually talk to. This is how life happens, how we make new friends and broaden our perspective. It makes life fun and keeps us interesting.

I can look back on any point in time in my life with incredible detail based on the following information: What music I was listening to, what my hair looked like and what I was wearing. You may not think you’re saying much with the way you dress but you are making a statement every single day. So have fun with it. Or be serious. Or be flirty. Spruce yourself up, or just take it down a notch. The point is that we need to be dressed every day. Most of us, at least. Since it has to be done and is not all that negotiable, half the work has been done for you. And I know you. You already own clothes. So put them together differently one day. Mix and match. Surprise yourself. Evolve.

It’s a tiny step, and perhaps you’re ready for something much larger but I expect this: One small change leads to another. One rewarding adventure, (yes! Even in the form of a pair of colored tights instead of the usual black) just changed your course. We have to evolve. I know it’s comfortable right here where you’re standing but everything around you will change and it’s much easier to move with it than to resist.

A friend of mine coaches women to live their abundant life to their fullest. “…step into being unapologetically radiant, switched on, confident…” she says. This woman is after my own heart. How can you not let yourself be seduced by such beautiful words? I want to be radiant! It takes work, just so you know. I often wake up ready to pull a “That Girl” moment but the minutiae of being alive and having to function as a responsible woman with a full-time career usually saps the last drop from me. Yet, I’m still here, writing. Albeit, I post less often these days but that’s fine. I’m still doing it and it feels great. And I’m proud of what I’m doing. In fact, you might say I feel a little radiant.

You may not think there’s a correlation between taking sartorial chances and writing this today, right now, but there are. Fifteen months ago I had no clue I would have a blog, that I would take myself on this rewarding journey. It all started with a harmless Facebook status update from woman I had just met participating in Kendi’s 30 for 30 remix challenge. The rest is history. I’ll rewind a little.

I took a chance. I decided that I had nothing to lose by joining my new friend in this challenge. In fact, I had nothing to lose by making a new friend. And I was right. Enthusiasm, almost giddiness, took over my spare time. I took pictures every day, I found blogs that inspired me in every possible way. I wrote. I gave myself permission to be more creative with my outfits because I was participating in something; there are times when it’s easier to have an excuse. I had a reason and a purpose with my invisible army of women doing this around the country to back me up. I felt braver. I was having fun again.

It would be fair to say that in my evolution I came full circle. Over the years I had started to lose the light-heartedness and whimsy that I had always associated with fashion. Not only did it return, but this was the next version of it. In no time at all, something even more interesting happened. The confidence I had in taking chances with my outfits carried over to other aspects of my life. Believe it or not, this is exactly how it happens.

This is my journey, it’s how I am evolving. One thing leading to another. Tell me, what little change have you planned for yourself today? Because taking one small step is how it all starts.

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Vintage red, black and grey sweater dress/eBay, fishnets/unknown, black belt/Dress Barn, black snakeskin patterned boots/Kelsi Dagger, feather necklace/JewelMint, vintage Gucci watch/gifted.

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You might have noticed my Google Friend Connect widget has been taken down. I found out that Google is discontinuing this product soon, I figured I might as well get used to no longer relying on it. There are still a variety of ways to subscribe to updates for this blog. In the meantime, I’d be delighted if you left me your url in the comment box, I’ll do my best to visit.

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The unexpected

29 Nov

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Daily outfit, Versace for H&M silk skirt, black blouse, black tights, black sandals

Let’s face it, this look is pretty hot. This would be my fall-back outfit if I couldn’t find a way to make this new skirt work. My new Versace for H&M skirt. There, I said it. I was one of those people who made the trek and tested her luck. Here’s how it all went down. My husband and I had taken a red-eye to New York; we were going to stay in the East Village and spend Thanksgiving week with one of our best friends and have dinner with his family. A few days earlier I was telling a friend of mine at work that I was excited about the upcoming release Friday, I thought I might check out the store before going to work. Here is where the first part of the adventure starts. I had the date wrong. The release was set for the Saturday of my early morning arrival.

Next thing I know, I’m contemplating whether I could have the cab detour on the way from the airport to the closest store to my friend’s place after landing. Anyone who’s taken a red-eye topped nicely with a sleeping pill knows that couldn’t possibly happen. I slept through the flight, as expected, remaining only moderately coherent for the next few hours while the successful attempt at managing my slumber wore off. I was in no condition to face a crowd, let alone handle any type of monetary transaction with precision. Or trying pants on. So I laid my head down and slept.

I woke up around 11:00am and decided that once properly fed and showered, I might investigate the idea. I had reneged on my previous commitment to actually go, I was now in a contemplative state while sipping hot coffee. It might sound like I took a few steps back on this whole thing but stay with me. Around 1:00pm, a quick internet search revealed that the nearest store in SoHo was indeed walking distance. I knew I was getting a late start, I’d heard about the lines; I also knew I had nothing to lose. What I knew most of all was that I was not going to subscribe to any kind of frenzy. I was willing to check it out but if it looked like a zoo, I would turn back and leave. Honestly, I assumed that I had missed my chance. Still, I walked down the five flights of stairs, made a left and headed out into the brisk November air.

I spotted H&M easily enough; I popped in and found nothing. A little disappointed that there wasn’t even a trace of a display, I quickly realized this store had probably not carried the line and that the store listing online had been erroneous. Nonetheless, I asked a dressing room attendant where the nearest store carrying Versace was only to be told it was right down the street. A block away, maybe two at most. I strolled over while the clocked ticked. A few minutes later, I walked down a flight of stairs to a line of people and started asking, “is this the…” to which an affirmative nod told me all I needed to know. So I got in line. It was that easy.

It was that easy! There were maybe twenty-five people ahead. It turned out they were letting people into the gated area as others left which kept things incredibly civilized. I had missed the rush, the time slots, everything. The woman in front of me and I chatted to pass the time. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood. Before I knew it, my turn was up. I picked through and found a few things I liked and made my way to the dressing room, elated and a little giddy.

Look, I’m just as surprised as you are how this whole thing went down. I had no expectations, if anything, I was madly curious. I wanted to see the clothes first-hand. Versace’s style isn’t even right for me, it’s completely over the top. But like any curious and adventurous fashion lover I had to see. Fast-forward to the present. It’s safe to assume I tried every possible suitable combination in my wardrobe to come up with a way to personalize the skirt. And so while the look at the top is hot and perfect for a night out, it’s also predictably safe. I want to wear this skirt to work; this is how I’m going to do it.

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Daily outfit, Versace for H&M silk skirt, rust tights, green cashmere sweater, vintage necklace

Vintage Vendome crystal necklace

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Black top/Laundry by Shelli Segal, paradise skirt/Versace for H&M, black tights/unknown, sandals/Franco Sarto, green cashmere sweater/Bloomingdale’s, rust tights/WeLoveColors.com, brown studded booties/Dolce Vita via Poshmark, vintage crystal necklace/Hell’s Kitchen flea market.

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I have a confession to make. I’ve become completely addicted to Poshmark. It’s an iPhone app that allows you to take pictures of your clothes to sell and follow other sellers to buy their clothes and accessories. It’s a much classier solution to ebay, complete with fun photo filters and the approachability of apps like Instagram. Check it out and tell me what you think. You’re going to be seeing a lot more cute things that I bought via Poshmark in the near future. Check out their facebook page for more info. I was one of their early beta testers and am absolutely loving it.

 
 

Transformative powers

10 Nov

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Daily outfit, mixing patterns

Daily outfit, grey wedge sneaker, grey tights, grey wool coat

Daily outfit, wearing red mini skirt, vintage cowl neck sweater with orange and grey stripes, grey wool coat, grey tights

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One of my closest friends called me the other day, my husband and I were in the car driving home. Our car had just decided to make an unsavory alarming sound, probably due to some after-market install. I couldn’t really talk over it and told my friend I’d call him right back. As soon as we got home my husband started investigating the problem while I unloaded the car. I had been at a design conference for two days in San Francisco, literally one block from Sephora. I had stopped in on the way back home to pick up a gift for a couple friends. And myself, apparently.

Unloading the car is handled one of two ways in my household. Based on the day of the week, I either dump everything on the bench by the front door and ignore until the next day or I meticulously put everything in its rightful place. On this particular Friday I chose the latter. Let me elaborate on the meticulous part — it involves the trying on of suitable purchases, such as new clothes or make-up. My reality is often intermingled with such fantastic interruptions. I had given in to the temptation of a natural eyeshadow and blush kit that barely cost twice as much as the single eyeshadow from Make Up For Ever that I normally buy. Impulse shopping at its finest.

While taking the kit out of its box, I found myself mesmerized by the silver shades and gave them a try. One thing led to another, close to an hour flew by. As I found myself snapping a picture of it to share on Instagram I remembered my friend in New York. I called him back immediately and explained the series of events that led to the delay. “I was playing with make-up and I forgot to call you back.” As we FaceTimed each other on our phones, both of us laying down — he on his bed and me on a cozy rug in my bedroom — I delved further into the female psyche, specifically mine.

Make-up and fashion are not just a form of expression, they are also a form of escape and fantasy. Those of us with a passion for one or the other, or both, understand the transformative powers they each possess. I am not a celebrity with a perfect life, I’m a woman in her forties who celebrated her birthday with tea instead of a proper cocktail because of the lingering effects of having pneumonia. I’m a woman who’s a little exhausted by the demands of work. Getting lost in the moment of make-up is a brief escape — I admit to getting completely absorbed by the precision of applying silver eyeshadow on the inside and mid-section of my eye lids, (but definitely not by the lashes or the outer areas, that wouldn’t work.) It’s similar to junk TV for my brain. There’s a Zen to it. While I pride myself in my ability to multi-task on a day-to-day basis, when I get lost in putting an outfit together or working out a new way to wear eye make-up, I get lost in the moment.

Being able to escape reality is important, it’s especially important to me to be cognizant of it. I like forgetting my troubles. I’m not neglecting them, I’m taking a break. As children we played make-believe and it was perfectly acceptable. We nourished our creative sides with fantasy, unknowingly developing problem-solving skills by thinking outside the box. It didn’t matter that we lived in an apartment. There was a farm with a dog and a cow in the bedroom, right next to the castle to the left of the bed. Imagination knows no bounds. I work in a creative field, interestingly enough, the most demanding aspects requiring imagination are not specific to design. They are more often called upon to solve logistical problems, whether it be scheduling or process driven. They further come in handy with regards to working with others.

If I can imagine the way someone else thinks and processes information, I am better able to speak their dialect. That’s a very adult thing to do with imagination. Then there’s make-up. If I can play with silver eye-shadow and make my eyes sparkle, I feel I sparkle. It doesn’t have to be a conscious intention, it just happens. The only thing I need to be conscious of is whether the transformative power is positive or negative. My friend understood and forgave me for getting side-tracked. I sent him off to his slumber with a kiss and plans to visit the following week.

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Check back in on Friday, November 11 for Fashion Beauty Friend Friday. The visual topic is for us bloggers to show a picture of ourselves without any make-up on. See me in my natural state.

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I may have only been pattern mixing in the last year but I feel like a pro with some of my bolder choices. What made this outfit work was that I kept the palette limited to only a few primary colors: grey and red-orange. The use of grey helped neutralize the impact of the red tones. Try it out! And then leave me your url in the comment section so that I can see how you styled your patterns. Remember, you’re even more beautiful when you’re having fun!

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Red mini skirt/Urban Outfitters, vintage striped cowl neck sweater/eBay, grey wool coat/Bebe, grey tights/WeLoveColors.com, wedge sneakers/Tsubo.

 

 

 

 

Not just for experts only—Getting your blog off the ground.

09 Mar
Kirkwood, The Wall, snowboarding, skiing, blogging tips

The Wall at Kirkwood. Our favorite run of the day

A couple days ago it dawned on me that although my commenting system was greatly improved since my move from Blogger to WordPress, it was still missing a crucial element. I had been taking the time to reply to many of the comments left by you for naught. Without a reply notification plug-in, you would never know I had done so. On one hand, it seemed so trivial, on the other, it was a glaringly obvious how much more I had to learn.

I reflected on the fact that it was barely six months ago when I thought starting a blog would be fun. Well, it’s been a lot of fun. And it’s been a lot of hard work. Blogging is not limited to experts only, fortunately, there are some wonderful souls out there who have taken the care and time to share their experiences and knowledge base with the rest of us.

30 for 30 remix challenge, day 22. Ivory lace dress, vintage sweater and cowboy boots.

Birds making a pleasant commotion on day 22 of the 30 for 30 remix challenge.

Without them, this blog would not be what it is today. My success here and anywhere else, is and always has been, the result of collaboration and support. I would like to share a few of the resources I turned to in the past few months. By no means is this list complete, it’s merely a sampling of the information out there. If you’re already blogging, or are thinking of starting, check out some of these links. I have relied on the first seven at different times, the rest I think you might find useful.

What you need to know to be an outfit of the day blogger

Introduction: So you want to leave Blogger for WordPress?

 

Trademarks–What you need to know

Blog Analytics

Independent Fashion Bloggers – (Community resource)

FBFF – Friend Friday – (Community group)

Killer fashion blogging: 50 ways to take your fashion blog to the next level

How to make failed outfit pictures work (Photoshop tutorial)

Build a better blog

While I couldn’t remember the original site I turned to for grammatical assistance, I did find this one which is equally helpful. You may be the smartest cookie around but if you are misspelling regularly and don’t have the basics of English grammar down, your readers are going to think you’re dumb. Or worse yet, that you just don’t care. Like I said, blogging is fun but it’s also hard work.

Last but not least, last week I wrote about the correlation between your blog and branding. It’s a topic I’ve reflected upon on this journey and believe it’s good food for thought. While I may still have a long way to go, I’m confident that I’m headed in the right direction. I’m enjoying the journey and hope you are, too.

 

Deets: Vintage sweater/eBay, ivory lace dress/Jeremy’s, lace tights/Hue, vegan grey faux cowboy boots/ModCloth, owl necklace/Urban Outfitters.

 

30 for 30 Winter, days 17-20. Catching up

03 Mar
Rosette belt, black skinny jeans and vegan brown boots

Rockin’ the rosettes

rosette, belt, dusty rose

Dusty pink and brown rosette belt

Sparrow and rose

It appears to be that I’ve signed myself up for so many different events that it’s been a challenge to get all my outfits up, but who can resist? So much fun to be had! Between that and being out of town from Friday night to Sunday night every week doesn’t help matters, either. I bring you four days worth of outfits with a highlight on my favorite accessories. Thanks for hanging in there!

red bean bag chair, white capelet

Going red for women

I couldn’t resist having my hubby take my photo in his office. Yes! His office! He really does have an oversized bean bag chair like that, and we really do work at the same company. (We had to meet somewhere seven years ago.) I told you I’d bring the red for last Friday’s Go Red for Women. It’s here at last!

vintage sweater, plaid flannel skirt

Mixing patterns like there’s no tomorrow

mustard dress with leggings and shawl

Hanging out in the stairwell again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Outfit #1: Dusty rose blouse/ModCloth, black cigarette ankle jeans/BDG, rosette belt/ModCloth, sparrow necklace/Linkel Designs, brown suede cuff/restyled, vegan brown suede boots/Munro.

Outfit #2: Black dress/MaxStudio, white capelet/BCBG, red brooch/H&M, red tights/We Love Colors, vegan grey faux cowboy boots/ModCloth, silver and mother of pearl cuff/Lois Hill, tree of life necklace/gifted.

Outfit #3: Vintage sweater/eBay, plaid flannel skirt/Urban Outfitters, off-white knitted tights/unknown, vegan grey faux cowboy boots/ModCloth, silver and mother of pearl cuff/Lois Hill.

Outfit #4: Mustard yellow dress/ModCloth, slate shawl collar cardigan/You Be Cheeky, black leggings/Hue, vegan grey faux cowboy boots/ModCloth, silver and mother of pearl necklace/Lois Hill.

 
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FBFF Q&A: Body Image

17 Feb

Pounding rain means indoor photos

Make mine a mini

Hoo, hoo…

We hide behind our computers, our faces lit by the light of the screen while we type first thing in the morning, after work and before bed. Sometimes encroaching on that treasured sleep. Then, some of us post pictures of ourselves; we edit, scrutinize and approve how the world will see us. The phenomenon of blogging is fascinating. This genre, this tiny niche of style bloggers is varied and diverse. We oscillate between the written word and imagery, sometimes showing preference to one over the other. How does it all add up? What role does it play in how we see ourselves?

This is the topic of this week’s discussion.

FBFF: Since you started blogging has your image of yourself changed?

FJ: Yes. Taking pictures of myself almost every day made me realize that my perception of myself is a little skewed. The mirror doesn’t capture me in an active state. While I may be posing, the camera is capturing me when I can’t actually see myself, it doesn’t care what I’m doing, it just captures it. Sometimes it’s worse than what I see, other times it’s better.

FBFF: Are you self-conscious about any aspect of yourself? If so, do you go out of your way to avoid it or do you post it/talk about it anyway?

FJ: Yes, but I accept it for the most part. I don’t draw attention to it by calling it out on my blog because the same way that I don’t notice what other people are often self-conscious about, I assume most people don’t notice what I’m self-conscious about. Why draw attention to it? I wouldn’t necessarily call it being self-conscious, more like self-aware. I don’t care that my teeth are crooked and I have an impressive overbite and that sometimes it makes my lips look funny. (See, now I told you!)

I will not post a picture where those attributes distract from what I do like. Do you want to look at my teeth or my outfit? Besides, those traits exists. They’re the way my friends see my face, everyone is used to it. I’m the only one who cares and gets surprised by it over and over again. “Hey! That’s not really how I look!” Actually, it is. When the camera takes a picture of me with that stupid expression, guess what? I make that face all the time and just can’t see it. You just gotta laugh about stuff like that, what can you do?

FBFF: Based on how you are feeling now, what do you think the future holds in the evolution of your body image?

FJ: I’m fascinated by the changes. I sometimes try to imagine what I will look like when I’m much older. I think I will have the same happy eyes, the same strong nose, lots of sun spots and happy wrinkles. I hope I always give myself the nutrition, sleep, love and lifestyle that keeps my perspective healthy. I think my perspective is pretty good now.

FBFF: Do you photograph yourself for your blog? If so, how do you feel about the experience when you’re having your picture taken? If you choose not to post pictures of yourself, what prompted that decision?

FJ: I’ve gotten a lot less self-conscious about it pretty fast. In a way, blogging is license to pose. If I’m in public, well, of course I’m posing for a shot, I have a blog. Little mind games are funny that way. But seriously, I try to have a sense of humor about it. I know that when I don’t photograph well it’s when I’m not feeling well either in my body or my head. The remedy is almost always more sleep and exercise. It’s also made me more accepting of what my good and bad attributes are. I was already that way but the process is definitely an accelerant.

FBFF: What would you want every person who struggles with body image to take to heart?

FJ: No one is perfect, no one is above self-scrutiny. If you strive to improve, do it with a gentle loving touch because you’re going to be at it all your life. Self-improvement, body image perception, these are not phases. We live with our bodies until we expire. Be accepting of what you can’t change. Those differences are what set us apart and make us unique. Be cool and enjoy yourself. Your life is good.

Thank you Katy of Modly Chic for crafting these questions based on my suggestion (yay!). Friend Friday is an opportunity for fashion and beauty bloggers to share their thoughts on a specific topic and read what others have to say on that same topic. For more information, check out Modly Chic and welcome to the wonderful world of blogging!

As I mentioned earlier, it’s Go Red for Women month. Some of us bloggers were inspired by fellow blogger Andie to participate in bringing awareness to heart disease in women by wearing red on Fridays. I finally got my red in on time. This 80′s dress from eBay was such a find. I wore it previously like this, this time I wore it with the cowl neck hanging asymmetrically and the waist belted. I made this dress a mini-dress! I put it in the challenge because I knew it would be a challenge to find different ways to wear it. It’s so unique. And I always like a good challenge.

Deets: vintage dress/eBay, black tights/unknown, vegan faux cowboy boots/ModCloth, owl necklace/Urban Outfitters, black belt/unknown.

Photos: Euan Rannachan

 
 

30 for 30 Winter, day 1

01 Feb
Red and black and grey and red and black and grey.

These tights are out of control

Today isn’t just the kick-off of Kendi’s 30 for 30 challenge, it’s actually more significantly known as another type of day; the day I had a hot fudge sundae. That’s right, the hubby and I snuck off to lunch at one of our favorite digs, also known as the place where we had our first date over 7 years ago. I insisted on dessert.

Not just any dessert; a gooey, sweet, creamy decadent full-size vanilla hot fudge sundae with fresh whipped cream. I just made you want one. Yeah, that’s how I felt, it was one of those kinds of days. I’ve been struggling, to put it kindly, with finding a WordPress theme that meets my criteria. I’ve discovered that once in a blue moon it happens that I am not at all easy to please. Not in the least bit. I may be driving myself just a little crazy. And someone else too, who shall remain nameless, though it’s safe to assume we cohabitate in matrimony.

And then, the sundae. Yes, all is well again.

I leave you with my first pick kicking off day one. My second, and only other, ebay purchase: Another vintage piece under $20, including shipping. Red is good. Sundaes are better.

The view from my living room window

As you can see, I really do live in the house in the clouds. The clouds, or high fog bank as it stands, is sitting on top of the entire San Francisco Bay. If it were not foggy you would see downtown San Francisco in the background, along with the Bay Bridge. We live just high up enough that this is the scene on many mornings.

Deets: Vintage 80′s dress/ebay, scarlet red tights/We Love Colors, stainless steel ring/Münich, Germany, necklace/Alexis Bittar, elastic top shoes/Munro.
 
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Jumping bean!

31 Jan
Jumping for joy!

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Tomorrow officially kicks off day one of Kendi’s 30 for 30 remix, Winter edition. I’m excited about it. I’m going to be even more excited the day I get this site moved over to WordPress. Currently, the magical blogging elves seem to be on strike and I’m having to do all the grunt work on my own. I know why it’s called grunt work. Let’s just say I’m not singing any songs over here while I try to sort this whole thing out. Nope, no songs.

Such is life. This old dog is going to have to learn some new tricks, I tell ya. Back to the drawing board and see you tomorrow!

This jumping bean moment brought to you by one fine vintage ebay sweater purchase. I wasn’t sure how to make it work, it’s just shy of covering the entire mid-section. It seems that I had a red t-shirt the exact shade of the stripes. I love happy surprises!

Deets: Vintage 70′s sweater/ebay, black ankle cigarette pants/BDG, red t-shirt/Club Monaco, kimono cuff/re4m, silver ring/Lois Hill, necklace/Alexis Bittar, fishnet knee-highs/We Love Colors, black ballet flats/Ecco.

 
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Oops, I’m doing it again

22 Jan
Of all the outfits I’ve ever worn to work, this was the one that got attention

I’m sporting my beautiful new hand-knitted scarf, gifted by a lovely coworker

Twenty-six items, thirty-five combinations, I’ve taken the next 30 for 30 remix to a whole new level. I’ve tapped into the dusty area formerly known as Fabienne’s highly organized compulsive behavior and totally outdone myself. I have pictures to prove it.

My hubby was utterly perplexed that I spent two hours this afternoon creating all the combinations. “Why would anyone want to do this?” he asked with only the slightest hint of disapproval as clothes spilled out of the kitchen, into the hallway and around the other side to the dining room. What can I say, when I make a mess I go all out.

The answer is simple. I’m determined to include a couple new ebay purchases, which I haven’t worn yet, along with a few more items that I picked up or were gifted in the past couple of months. I have little to no history with those items I’m referring to, therefore, I needed to make sure they could be remixed.

Four items were omitted from the final count for the time being. Those are technically my wild cards; last time the weather changing surprised me. You don’t need to tell me twice, this Girl Scout’s prepared.

If you haven’t ever taken Kendi’s 30 for 30 Remix Challenge, I encourage you to give it a shot. There’s nothing to lose, you will not be ostracized for dropping out. It’s an incredible way to push your creative boundaries using the items in your very own closet. It’s fun checking out how others are coming up with ways to remix; I learned a lot of new ways to work with what I already had and I made friends along the way.

The shopping ban during the remix makes it that much more enticing to me, I’m saving up to go to Las Vegas in March for the Style Nation meet-up. That’s just a win on win on win situation. That’s right.

Deets: Mustard dress/ModCloth, rust tights/We Love Colors, burgundy boyfriend cardi/BDG, Urban Outfitters, hand-knitted scarf/gifted, black ballet flats/Ecco, peridot ring/Ambiance, headband/Anthropologie, necklace/Linkel Designs.

 
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Adventure on ebay

12 Jan
I’m laughing because I just saw my hubby sneeze through the kitchen widow.

This was my birthday present from sneezing hubby last November.

Feeling adventurous led me to dabble in my very first ebay auction last night. I’ll spare you the details of my real first ebay auction. It was almost ten years ago and involved an unattractive pair of Burkenstock sandals the color of a small field critter. Actually, two small field critters. Small and wide, one for each foot. I could practically see you cringe at the mere thought, I knew you didn’t want to hear about it.

Quick, fast forward!

The physical results of my winning bid remains to be seen as it so happens that I was notified this morning. I should be receiving my brand-new-to-me vintage sweater in a few days.

I love orange!

I was inspired by reading Emma’s tips for using ebay, perfect for a newbie like me. Given the level of affection I have for clothes this had all the makings of a good time: Suspense, measuring tape (of course!), competition, rules, self-control, surprise and a potential reward. All this fun for under $17, including shipping.

I believe dragging our expired Christmas tree through the house, down the walkway alongside the house and up our even longer, very steep driveway for pick-up tomorrow means I earned that little number!*

I’ll model as soon as it arrives.

* Those were the rules about getting a tree, remember? Truthfully, hubby was sick tonight.

Deets: Black dress/MaxStudio, leggings/Lulus.com, burgundy boyfriend cardigan/BDG, Urban Outfitters, merlot mohair scarf/gifted, grey faux cowboy boots/modcloth, necklace/Alexis Bittar.

 
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