That’s the Sound of the Men

September 3rd, 2010 § 2

Bravo, folks.

Another week.

Done.

And it seems as though Mr. Jack Rabbit has twisted some panties, so I wanted to let you know the most unfortunate news:

I got him from Gilt.

He’s originally almost $10 million dollars, but they had an excellent sale (and I had credit from some shoes that they didn’t properly stock…), so I got him for a serious steal.

He is the first nice bag I have ever owned- and I will promise to cross my fingers that he pops up on either Gilt, or another one of those sites.

If he does, I will blare the sirens and send the smoke signals.

Promise.

Wanna talk about this handmade dress I found at the thrift yesterday?

Me too!

While it is incredibly itchy, it is so wonderful!

It.

Fits.

Perfectly.

It is part of the ‘Halloween’ group of items that they amazingly put out early at my thrift store.

It is overwhelming how much killer stuff is there right now.

I have to fight the urge to buy all of it, because I know that they are saving stuff for when the racks slim down a bit.

P  a  t  i  e  n  c  e  .

I am still really excited about these potential Museum plans this weekend.

I also will try my absolute hardest to remember to take pictures of the Wasp (aka the Vesper aka the Vespa aka the Scooter) and the fucking awesome helmets we have, too.

Oh yeah, I forgot-

this is a three-day weekend!

Hooray Labor!

I mean, wait.

What?

Pumps: Thrifted yesterday :: Dress: Thrifted yesterday :: Belt: Thrifted :: Cardigan: Forever21 :: Jack Rabbit: Gilt :: Scarf: Thrifted

And with that friends, I bid you all the most hopscotchin’, jump ropin’, finger snappin’, silly dancin’ weekends of your lives.

{post script}

Hi.

Silly me, I forgot to show you the back of the dress:

This is the back of the dress.

Thanks.

My New Favorite Etsy Store

September 2nd, 2010 § 3

Allow me to introduce you to:

Mixedspecies.

Here are some of their wares:

{Humans are no way to treat a planet. The tote bag.}

{I’m sorry cards}

{Invitations}

{Well. You are}

That is all.

Thank you for your time.

No One Asked Me To Say This

September 2nd, 2010 § 0

But,

Urban Outfitters is having a very nice lady-sale.

$39 for all jeans- and this is the last weekend.

I have to say, I snagged a great, high-waisted pair.

And I just wanted to share the wealth if any of you happened to not be receiving their emails.

I just think it’s a smashing sale.

So.

There you go.

Merry Christmas.

Three Steps Down the Palate

September 2nd, 2010 § 7

55˚ this morning.

Walking outside this morning dragged the needle right across the record of my Fall song.

Still enjoyable-

just a bit of a shock.

So, I found this skirt yesterday while lunch-thrifting.

I’m not sure if it’s supposed to be some sort of strange slip?

I don’t know.

It just doesn’t feel complete. Like it was never properly finished?

Just one layer of taffeta with ribbons?

No liner?

Hm.

Either way: it’s quite delightful.

And as always, a little round of applause for the ever-amazing obi belt.

Makin’ everything work.

Maybe I’ll name it Tim Gunn.

The Tim Gunnobi.

Yup.

Anyone planning super-crazy-exciting events for the weekend?

Eh, me neither.

Well.

I think I want to go to the Natural History Museum.

I haven’t been since I was a kid, and it really is freaking amazing.

Dinosaurs, mummies, glow-in-the-dark crystals, gift shop, dinosaurs, bugs, and dinosaurs.

Wanna come???

You should.

Pumps: Jeffrey Campbell via Lorisshoes :: Skirt: Thrifted :: Top: Thrifted :: Gunnobi: Thrifted :: Scarf&Necklace: Also Thrifted

And guess what?

Tomorrow’s Friday.

Sha

zam.

Two things.

September 1st, 2010 § 9

Number one:

If Urban Outfitters is selling a Bolo- does that mean Bolomania has officially taken over the Planet?

(yesyesyesyesyesyes)

Number two:

Excuse me.

American Apparel, this is just fucking disgusting.

Fucking.

Disgusting.

Thanks for listening.

I’ll Have to Pack My Things and Go

September 1st, 2010 § 10

Hump-a-lump-a-ding-dong, folks.

How about some orange shorts for you this fine Wednesday?

Allow me.

Getting closer and closer to the end of shorts season.

And I’m not gonna lie:

I’m flippin’ excited.

I wrote a song about it, too.

Goes like this:

“Fall, fall, fall, fall,

fall la la la la la.

Fall, fall, fall, fall,

fall la la la la la.

Autumn.”

Like it?

And for those of you poor, poor souls:

I will take plenty of pictures of the trees and leaves and wonderfulness for you.

Don’t fret.

In other breaking news:

I am still wearing orange shorts.

Pumps- Seychelles :: Shorts- Thrifted :: Sweater- Forever21 :: Belt- Thrifted :: Headwrap- Belt of a dress

And let’s talk about this guy:

First off- we match today!

My shoes/headwrap & his shirt.

My orange shorts & his watch.

Yay.

Isn’t he handsome?!

I know, ladies. I know.

Proper Scheming

August 31st, 2010 § 9

This is not today.

Today has been a cluster of unnecessary stress and chaos.

Clusters of unnecessary stress and chaos don’t allow for photos in the morning.

But this is last Friday, which also got skipped amongst the chaos.

Now, Friday has his time to shine.

Shine on, Friday.

Also, I would like to tell you that this is a yellow/creme shirt.

Not a white shirt as I would have you believing.

I would also like to tell you that today’s outfit is so grossly similar to this one, that you really aren’t missing much.

You just kind of missed the cover band for last week’s jam.

Pumps- Thrifted :: Trou- Thrifted :: Shirt- Thrifted :: Headwrap- From a jacket belt :: Clutch- UO

***

Here.

To make up for the time traveling- I will give you some absolutely nonsensically random photos.

The other day I had a coffee and a lighter.

They were twins.

This is Chamomile Grappa.

It will crawl into your brain and lay the happiest, fuzziest, Cadbury bunny eggs.

Go. Get it.

This is the Fancy Tiger.

They have the best window displays (and yarn) in Denver.

Always.

“Like, Meow Man!”

This cool cat was found on our vacation at a very strange, very awesome junk shop.

Every year, Ryan‘s company does a mud volleyball tournament to benefit the Make A Wish Foundation.

Last year, I had maggots, or some sort of larvae in my shorts.

Then I had hives for two days.

This year, I wore a wet suit.

No bugs!

{this was also before we played. Duh. And sorry, no muddy pictures- my iPhone did not want to be touched that day.}

Lucy.

Our vacation home.

Duncan on the rug.

And finally-

Duncan on the Putt Putt.

Ta

Da

.

Toad

August 30th, 2010 § 4

Good Monday to you.

Hope that weekend worked out in your favor.

Mine consisted of a trip to this.

A little visit here.

A trip around town on this to eat here. Including a visit from this guy.

And tons, and tons, and tons of this.

A

+

Oh.

I also went to Forever21 because my boss insisted that all of us go to a

techno show.

So I bought a dress I’ll probably never wear again.

And I also bought these blatant Miu Miu knock offs.

But don’t worry-

I have absolutely no shame.

What did you do this weekend?

Pumps- Forever21 :: Jeans- Forever21 :: Top- Thrifted :: Jacket- Forever21 :: Bolo- Thrifted :: Bag- Jack Rabbit

Bing. Bang. I Saw the Whole Gang.

August 26th, 2010 § 9

{Update: This look was featured on Weardrobe}

Aye, my dear.

Tomorrow will be Friday.

But really: who cares, right?

Oh.

I do.

Me and my new purse do.

Say whaaaat?

Yup.

Mama’s gotta brand new bag!

(ohmygodI’mfuckinghilarious)

He’s a bit larger than expected.

But also softer, more luxurious, well-built, and charming than I expected.

His name is Jack.

Jack Rabbit.

Unrelated, but is anyone else seemingly unaffected by the current retrograde of Mercury?

I am usually buried in fear and dog-eating electronics while simultaneously looking for a lost wallet and trying to fix leaks.

This time: easy breezy.

Maybe it retrograded so intensely that it actually corrected itself and things are the best they ever will be until the end of our planet as we know it?

That’s a stretch.

But am I alone?

Literally everything I am wearing is thrifted except for: My new Bag. Obvi. And my scarf, which technically was thrifted, but then later gifted as packaging for my beautiful necklace that I bought from Miss Merl‘s {A M A Z I N G} etsy shop, Clyde’s Rebirth.

Oh yah.

That’s my new bag.

Did I tell you I got a new bag?

He loves you, too.

Carol, Hold My Calls

August 25th, 2010 § 6

Happy hump day.

Sometimes I wish I had red hair.

So, as you can probably see: I am dying for Fall.

I’m sneaking in wool trousers already.

Although, it is a teeny bit sad.

I will miss the sunsets on the patio.

The breezy Vespa* rides.

The iced beverages.

Camping.

And just today, as I post these pictures, I remember the sadness of having to put Richard away for the Winter.

It’s like a little tattoo flavored hibernation.

I forget he’s there until the Spring almost.

Isn’t he handsome?

Pumps: Coach via Nordstrom Rack :: Trou: Thrifted :: Blouse: Target :: Belt: Thrifted :: Bag: Thrifted :: Necklace: Gift from a dear friend

Now let’s all go get humped.

*I forgot to tell you that this guy bought a Vespa! It’s crazy and I will take pictures. Pinkie swear.
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