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Look closely

02 May

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The dress I’m wearing has a photo print front. I must have worn it about three times before I realized that, upon closer inspection, there’s a couple sitting at the water’s edge. So much for attention to detail. In all fairness, it’s a little hard to make out when you’re wearing it. From a distance? Easy as pie.

I’m rediscovering dresses now that the days are warming up. I don’t feel as silly wearing a skirt or dress with my house flip-flops, it’s casual, but so what? Wearing tights and fuzzy slippers in winter, on the other hand, was a whole other story. A story that wasn’t going to happen.

Anyone else feel compelled to wear red and green? It’s like Christmas over here all over again.

sitting wearing black photo dress, green cardigan, red belt

sitting wearing black photo dress, green cardigan, red belt

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Mini dress/Modcloth, red skinny belt/unknown, green cardi/Nordstrom’s, black mini skirt/swapped, necklace/Anthropologie, black sandals/Dansko.

 
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Looking good and being practical

20 Aug

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When I first started running about 10 years ago, the only real gear I owned were proper running shoes. I asked for them for my birthday. At least I had my priorities straight. But seriously people, heavyweight track pants? Long-sleeve cotton t-shirts? It’s no wonder I overheated regularly, though I’m sure having old ladies pass me up had nothing to do with it.

Thankfully, things have changed a lot. Old ladies no longer pass me up and I’ve upgraded my wardrobe to reflect my evolving athletic needs, comfort and style. Yes, style! Just because I’m going to get my blood pumping doesn’t mean I’ve resigned myself to oversized baggy t-shirts and frumpy shorts. Not only does it not look good at all, it’s not practical.

I need my clothes to breathe well and move with me. Call me demanding but I don’t want seams to chafe, I want small discreet pockets for the most necessary items, I want to be able to wash these garments hundreds of time without showing signs of wear and tear. Oh, right, and I want all this to look fabulous. Enter Lululemon. We go back a couple years, I’m still running in the first pants I bought. Both pairs look practically new. You just can’t argue with quality and comfort.

lululemon purple shirt, black marathon running skirt

I recently completed the SF Marathon, it was my first full. I’ll admit it was not my best run, I got a stress fracture and IT band injury in my right knee at mile 12. With sheer determination, and perhaps a tiny dose of poor judgment, I hobbled my way to the finish line anyway. I’m proud to have completed it, injury and time notwithstanding. Thankfully, my outfit didn’t give up on me, either.

The running skirt with built-in shorts was perfectly cute. The shorts stayed put, never riding up or down. I thought there might be a chance of getting chaffed on the inner thighs, it was never a problem. The waistband held and didn’t shift, the pockets on the outer thighs of the shorts held a couple gels so nicely that I almost forgot about them. The shirt breathed more easily than I did at times and the headband stayed put.

I can’t wait for my knee to heal so I can run again. In that cute skirt, of course.

xo, f

 

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Purple shirt, black 7-pocket running skirt, headband/Lululemon.

 
 

Twelve days

05 Aug

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I spent twelve days traveling last month, fourteen if you tack on a quick two-day work trip spent mostly on planes. Some was pleasure, a lot of it was business, all of it was fun. I was back in Manhattan for a few days here and there. And since you asked, yes, it was during the heatwave.

Let me explain something about us Northern Californians, more specifically, those of us who live within a fifteen mile radius of San Francisco. It’s a hot day when it’s 77° out. It’s a scorcher if it’s 82° and it’s a proper heat wave it breaks 85°. I don’t know what to do with myself when it’s 100° out. I really don’t.

topshop floral shorts, american apparel chiffon lavender tank

I drank a lot of water and tried to move slowly. I also tried to pretend I wasn’t sweating profusely the entire time. My body was in shock, my brain on vacation. I hit American Apparel for some shorts, (neon pink corduroy!), a bunch of tank tops and a headband. The most wonderful thing about it was being warm at night.

topshop watercolor maxi skirt

Since I was not operating in familiar and particularly photogenic surroundings, I recreated some of my favorite outfits upon my return home. Most noteworthy was the long skirt I picked up at Topshop. Lightweight, sheer, vibrant and sexy. Perfectly comfortable without compromising style. Love.

topshop deconstructed sweater

Another favorite is The Sweater. It’s been a while since an item of clothing drew me in and held me captive. It’s the most unbelievably inconvenient sweater. Oversized and floppy, no buttons, no belt, no tie, nothing. With a hood. What do I want with a hood? Oh, but love at first sight is fierce and no logic would deter me from making that practically deconstructed sweater mine. I wear it all the time.

I’m going to wear it again tomorrow.

xo, f

 

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Lavender chiffon tank top/American Apparel, floral shorts/Topshop, orange chiffon tank top/American Apparel, watercolor maxi skirt/Topshop, deconstructed sweater/Topshop, neon green skinny jeans/Urban Outfitters.

 
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Skyscrapers and everything!

07 May

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Thank you Stevie Wonder for the best introduction of New York City. I’ve been missing in action, I know, though technically I’ve been here all along. I’ve been a very busy lady. I can at least account for the last two weeks, the latter which was spent in Manhattan. I will fondly look back on this particular week as the time I fell in love with yellow.

I’m not referring to your soft baby chick variety, either. I’m talking about bright, honest-to-goodness yellow. Yellow! Think of daffodils and Chrysanthemums. Think of sunshine. It started with an innocent sighting in the American Apparel window on Houston in the Lower East Side. It was intensified by a wonderfully radiant woman’s hair who so kindly let me take her picture. And the deal was sealed with a proper multi-colored mani procured on a whim as I walked by my friend’s favorite nail salon.

Yellow pleated skirt, blue t-shirt, coral blazer, tom's floral slip-ons

It took two trips but I found the right size skirt. I’ve never been one for pleats but no one ever told me I could have yellow pleats. This shade of yellow makes me happy. I’m wearing springtime and I like it.

Neon yellow hair

Katherine, whose jovial and charismatic disposition distracted me from confirming the spelling of her name, is a jewelry designer who happened to be equally interested in the coral tones of my outfit. Naturally, we exchanged pictures. After this week, I’m of the mindset that if you can walk up to a stranger on the street in New York and ask to take their picture, you are probably capable of anything. You can’t really think about it too much, just do it.

Yellow mani

The mani, complete with green accent nail and flower.

Street art, NYC

Lastly, more beautiful street art. I’m a big fan. They’re often temporary, yet take a fair amount of devotion, skill and craft, providing an element of surprise when walking down the street.

Hope you enjoyed a glimpse into my latest trip, I promise to share more soon. I’ve really missed writing and being active here.

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Yellow chiffon pleated skirt/American Apparel, blue t-shirt/Urban Outfitters, coral blazer/Topshop, floral slip-ons/Tom’s.

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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.

xo, f

 
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Show & Tell

27 Dec

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There are those days when nothing seems to go right. Then, there are days when every single little detail falls into place, when the universe conspires to help you get everything right; it was one of those days. In my last post I wore I a navy blue pencil skirt that I picked up from a small, independently-owned shop that had just opened by my work in Downtown Oakland. I mentioned wanting to make more mindful purchasing decisions. I’m not looking for a revolution but I believe that paying just a little more attention will present opportunities for me to make the small changes necessary to live more closely to my heart, while looking fabulous the whole time, of course.

Let’s see exactly what happened on that fateful day. I happened to be in the dressing room of Show & Tell when I overheard the owner talk about their store’s philosophy to another customer. I loved what I heard, that they support local designers and fair trade practices with a focus on being paperless and sustainable; I wanted to help them thrive. It didn’t hurt that their clothes were really cute and the owners really nice. That stuck with me all day until I came up with the idea of taking pictures of different outfits in their store to promote them on The House in the Clouds. Nothing fancy, just me, my tripod and the overhead fluorescent lights. I approached them with the idea, they seemed happy and pleasantly surprised. I had the green light.

That same afternoon, I was directing a photo shoot at work and was telling the photographer of my plan. He offered to do an entire fashion shoot on location for us for the same reasons I wanted to do it: for support and for fun. I let the the shop owners Alyah and Nichole know, this suddenly went up a few notches and we were all totally thrilled. The very next Sunday, or as I like to refer to it, on the coldest day of the year so far, four of us walked around Downtown Oakland and had a blast taking pictures while curious onlookers checked out the scene.

The following is the result of our collective enthusiasm. If you live in the San Francisco Bay Area, stop by the shop sometime and check out what they have. It goes without saying the clothes are adorable and flattering.

Daily outfit, wearing grey pencil skirt, long black tunic, downtown Oakland

Daily outfit, wearing grey and pink floral skirt, pink t-shirt, pink infinity scarf in downtown Oakland

Daily outfit, wearing blue and white checked skirt, lavender button-down shirt, colorful bowtie, in downtown Oakland

Daily outfit, wearing purple lace detail black sheer blouse, black tulip mini skirt, over-the-knee-boots, in downtown Oakland

Daily outfit, wearing purple lace detail black sheer blouse, black tulip mini skirt, over-the-knee-boots, in downtown Oakland

Daily outfit, wearing purple lace detail black sheer blouse, black tulip mini skirt, over-the-knee-boots, in downtown Oakland

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Show & Tell is owned by Alyah Baker and Nichole Payton and is located at 500 12th Street in the Oakland City Center Plaza. All clothes shown are from their store; jewelry, tights and shoes are my own. Check out their facebook page for updates. These fantastic photos were taken by Ron Essex in beautiful Downtown Oakland, California.

 
 

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.

 

 

 

 

Taking lessons

22 Sep

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Daily outfits and style tips, mixing patterns wearing red skirt, red striped top

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I’m certain that my husband has an advanced degree in relaxing. Chillin’. Chillaxin’. Call it what you will, he’s got it down and I could learn a thing or two from him. When I lived in the Upper Haight in San Francisco I had a routine. I worked from home and would leave the house every afternoon to walk to the store and buy a cookie. I really did this for years. What can I say, I like a routine. Three blocks each way, one cookie and fresh produce for dinner. I would cross the panhandle, slowly, taking it all in; the dogs, the cyclists, friendly faces and neighbors.

I also started my day with a soy latté just around the corner, journaling and daydreaming. I spent an hour in the quiet hush of early morning orders by myself documenting every thought and emotion, turning stream of consciousness into poetry, day after day. My neighborhood cafe played great music, I rediscovered my love for electronic music. I once told a group of somewhat younger women about my morning routine. “You must really love yourself,” one said. Actually, yes.

Fast forward ten years. I no longer work from home. I have very little control over the kind of demands making their way across my day; I have some control over how I deal with the stress. Running, sometimes a drink after work, sometimes not. The most draining days require prescription strength television watching. We don’t even have cable. My husband and I met at work and carpool together, sharing one car. The routine is gone. It’s been replaced with coordinating schedules, grocery shopping, laundry days. Oh, and blogging.

I was washing the first batch of dusty Burning Man bins on Sunday when said husband exclaimed that he was going to chill for a while, complete with beer in hand. Envious, perhaps, I asked if he hadn’t just been relaxing. (This conversation can now go two ways.) Yes! He was going to relax again he proudly announced. He asked me to join him. Uncharacteristically, I put down what I was doing and grabbed my own beer. We sat and appreciated the million dollar view we’ve been blessed with and listened to hummingbirds whir.

View of San Francisco Bay from Oakland hills

LIke I said, I could learn a thing or two. The impressive stack of laundry that needs to be put away sitting in the back room is not going anywhere. Does it matter if I deprive myself of relaxing with my best friend only to put it away three days earlier? Of course it doesn’t. What matters is this: Carpe Diem. When I’m relaxed I photograph better. I write better. I dress myself better. I’m more creative. I’m nicer to myself and everyone around me. I would bet money that I will age less quickly if I subscribe to my husband’s plan. He’s not lazy. He gets things done. I try to get even more done and then beat myself up for not having done enough. I must be taking funny pills because that kind of math does not add up, does it?

Daily outfits and style tips, mixing patterns wearing red skirt, red striped top

What you see above is proof, actual photographic proof, that I came home tonight, popped open a hard cider and enjoyed our warm summer evening. After a day of such intense pattern mixing who wouldn’t need to unwind?

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Ah, mixing patterns. The old taboo. This one is not always easy to pull off. It’s easier when there are elements in common. In this case, the color red and the graphic nature of the clovers versus the stripes worked. One didn’t overpower the other which kept the outfit balanced, this is key. There are many tips out there on how to do this well. The Chic Fashionista has some good advice.

Don’t be afraid to give it a shot, it takes guts to step outside our comfort zones. There will be misses but there are sure to be hits, too.

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Red clover skirt/Urban Outfitters, striped shirt/Michael Kors, daisy ring/Hatch, red leather cuff watch/Nixon, red jacket/Precious Boutique, black sandals/Dansko

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Don’t forget to enter my giveaway. I’ve got a lightweight scarf straight from Paris just begging to go home with you. Male or female, it matters not. This scarf is genderless and will flatter everyone. Check out The House in the Clouds on facebook to enter.

 
 

That cheap thing?

08 Jul

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Daily outfit and style tips, wearing lace sleeves ruffle top, wide belt, neutral sack skirt

Daily outfit and style tips, wearing lace sleeves ruffle top, wide belt, neutral sack skirt

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If you’re like me sometimes you drop serious cash for an item, other times you don’t. The two most popular philosophies when it comes to parting with our cash go something like this: You choose carefully, opting for quality and longevity over quantity, or you want it all and you want it now, where’s the clearance rack?

That’s all fine and dandy, I’m not one to judge. In fact, you might have already spotted me trying to make my way through the H&M clearance racks snagging ten- and fifteen-dollar items like they’re going out of style. They probably are, but that’s not the point.

The point is, not all cheap things need to look so cheap.

Let’s face it, there are tell-tale signs that immediately put what you’re wearing in the cheap camp. I’m going to help you identify them, then I’ll help you fix them. Let’s start with strings. You know those little bits of string that serve no purpose but seem to be hanging for dear life off the edge of your seam or the hem of your skirt? DON’T PULL! Stop right there, get a small pair of sharp scissors and cut them. Conduct a thorough inspection and remove all of them once and for all. Do this before you ever leave the house in that garment.

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Next, check the buttons. Nothing says “bargain” like a bunch of buttons ready to jump ship. Do yourself a favor and invest in small sewing kit. Even a travel kit will do. Secure those cute little things and you’ll be happy for days to come.

So you bought yourself a cute top that came with a fake leather belt that’s cracking and fraying. It’s coming undone before you’ve even worn it. Lose the belt. You probably have a much nicer one in your closet, it’s ok if it’s not the one that came with that top. Really.

That travel sewing kit you just picked up is going to come in really handy when you discover a couple stitches that have come undone. Secure a few stitches on the underside in a matching color and stop the madness of unraveling. In fact, I had to do that to the skirt I’m wearing in the picture above.

Since I’m nit-picking, I’m going to point out a few more things. If your tags have a propensity to make their presence known, lop those puppies off. A seam ripper is my favorite tool to get the job done right. While you’re at it, get rid of those ribbons that help keep your dress on the hanger, too. They’re impossible to manage and tend to become visible just when you’re finally making peace with looking fabulous. Cut them off and get a hanger specifically for that dress. You’ll be much happier not having to fuss with them.

Lastly, pilling. Cheap stuff, expensive stuff, at some point with enough friction and time, it all wants to pill. I know it’s really boring but getting one of those little sweater shavers can bring new life to an old sweater or pair of pants. I found that they work best when tapping the shaver onto the area of the pill gently, over and over again. Going side to side never seems to work as well, it tends to flatten the pills.

There you have it. You made your bargain bin treasure look better and you look well put-together. Now go out there and conquer the world, beautiful!

If you’ve got additional tips or can improve upon any of the above, do share!

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Ivory lace ruffle top/Nordstrom’s, beige skirt/Urban Outfitters, wide belt/Anthropologie, blue suede platform sandals/Barcelona, steampunk dragonfly necklace/gifted. 

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Seam ripper, travel sewing kit, sweater shaver

 
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Waiting

23 May

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Daily outfit and style tip, wearing blue skirt, floral top and aqua cardigan
Oh, happy spring day!
Daily outfit and style tip, wearing blue skirt, floral top and aqua cardigan
I love the detail of the ruffle
Daily outfit and style tip, wearing blue skirt, floral top and aqua cardigan
Hoo hoo

 

Happy Monday! Hope you all had a lovely weekend, I spent a fair amount of it preparing for my trip to Europe. Details to come Wednesday. I’ve got a couple surprises up my sleeve, too!

I’ve been waiting for the weather to warm up so I could wear this skirt. This lightweight number isn’t just any ordinary skirt, it was made for me by a very special person, fellow blogger Yvonne of Fashion Recon. This was her way of thanking me for helping her out with her banner. She took my measurements and made this for me. That’s the kind of good karma I like, it was certainly a gift worth waiting for. This woman has a heart of gold and a knock-out style to boot!

I love the detail of the ruffle at the bottom, the colors worked so well with this top I picked up last summer. I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to wear out, I really wanted to create an outfit that spoke of spring days and warm breezes.

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I’m not very tall. Well, that’s an understatement. At 5’4″, I’m not incredibly short either, however, I have to pay attention to proportions. When wearing a dress or skirt that ends near my knees, I balance out the proportions with a platform or slight heel. I love wearing flats but they work better on mini skirts and dresses for me. Often, it’s not that we can’t wear at item, we just need to reconsider how we’re choosing to wear it in order to maintain balance and proportion.

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Blue skirt/Gifted, tiered floral top/Nordstrom’s, aqua cashmere cardigan/Bloomingdale’s, platform sandas/Urban Outfitters, steampunk owl necklace/gifted.

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Filip Jach

 
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