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It’s like 100 degrees here which has like, TOTALLY zapped my inspiration to dress myself.  I made that sound a little dirty – like I have been not dressing at all, but trust me, and ask my husband, when I say I have been dressing but it has not been “dirty”.  At least not “dirty” in that sense.  Maybe dirty as in actually dirty..

But, I digress… Anyway, my lack of excitement for dressing myself means there hasn’t been many  outfit posts lately.  Like, a super long while.  But, really – who wants to see the grody jean shorts and gray v-neck tees I have been wearing nonstop since about June 15th?  Scratch that…I remember I wore them to a show during SXSW..When was that.. MARCH?

It would go a bit like this…”And here I am again, in…yep, folks – the same damn pair of wrangler jean shorts and a slightly different but same idea – threadbare gray tee-shirt.  Today I jazzed the en-sam-blah blah blah with some red flip flops and a bun in my hair rather than the black flip flops and pony tail.  Oh, and look!  My lip gloss didn’t melt off my face today!  It’s the little things, am I right ladies?”

I may throw a “burn the jean shorts” party come fall.  Or as soon as I am completely positive that the temps won’t stick in the triple digits..oh, and the burn ban is lifted.

I day dream of reasonable weather, cute outfits and being less sweaty by slaving over Pinterest every morning with my coffee.  These are some of the cute, dare I say..inspiring outfits I have pulled from the masses of glittery nail polish pics, bold face positive affirmation quotes delicately placed over a picture of some woman’s perfectly airbrushed ass, and frou frou prom dress pics.  (You know exactly what pictures I am talking about…)

 

I am wearing this in 2 months.  Seriously.

 

 

So, not crazy, crazy crazy about the jeans.  But, I love the colors of this outfit, the jacket is to die for (could you expect anything less from me – moto jacket obsession demonstrated all over this blog).  And, I want that LV scarf.  Like, stat.  Who can send that to me?

 

 

I also die for this Lauren Moffatt Sp 2012 top.  Cute with the jacket and scarf from above, the green pants from above.  Who can send me this?  Thanks in advance.

 

 

If I want to get really nitty picky nitty picky – I don’t like the way they rolled up the jeans above the booties.  I might actually wear a different pair of shoes..Maybe brown just to not be so mitchymatchy.  But (!!) we all, or at least most of us, bought into the bright skinny jean thing this spring/summer and need to wear them through the fall and this is a good example of how the “rules” of color as they pertain to the season don’t really apply anymore.  And, I love the idea of tempering them with something like camel.  It’s kinda color block-y and the yellow is unexpected.  Black would be expected (snore).  Red, yellow, turquoise, kelly green, even peach-y are all unexpected.  Def def def going to try this situation this fall.
Anyway, that is all for now.

Enjoy –

SR

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Rocker-Outer Challenge and Some Karen O for good measure

Here is how I feel.. Well, I feel a lot of things (hello, heart on sleeve – emotional blurter-outer)  But this is how I feel about individual fashion..

I challenge you this… Are you ready?

When you get dressed for a night out or for an event or even for work – take a risk.  Your risks can start out small.   And your risks are different from other people’s risks.  We’re all different!  (Catching a theme here – I will spell it out – WE ARE ALL DIFFERENT).   Anyway, wear a color you don’t normally wear.. Wear a shape you don’t normally subscribe to.  But take a risk that isn’t you..

I don’t take many risks – in life, in relationships, or otherwise.  I just don’t.  Do you??

But, every. single. time. I reach out and wear something that is just slightly – like 10-30% different than what I normally wear – I swear (you can imagine me swearing to whatever energy based thing you subscribe to, or just plain baby Jesus – I don’t care) I get more compliments than normal.  I tell my clients, if you are questioning your outfit a little – like 10%.. You are perfect.

For example – I wore a red vintage tunic-y thing with a frilly slip that had 3 (THREE) layers of eyelet ruffles, black tights and motorcycle boots.  It was a bit of a stretch and I had to distract myself from obsessing about it in in the car on the way to meet my friends that I hadn’t seen in years.   You know what I got for the evening?  “You look like a rock and roll Raggedy Ann” (they meant it positively) and I had 6 (SERIOUSLY SIX – I totally counted) women strangers come up to me, stop me mid- whiskey sip and tell me that they “LOVED” my outfit.  Dudes were another thing- even more flattering.  Got asked to costume a movie that night and most importantly to me.. BF was like “Darlin’ – totally digging on your good girl gone kinda bad vibe thing-y”.

Do it.  Try it.  Let me know.  You can email me your outfit and ask me if it works – I will tell you, honestly.   And,  if you are really brave and you want me to – I will post on my website your photos of YOU taking a risk and getting good feedback from my other readers..  Challenge!!!  TA DA!

And, you should know I have been to therapy and attend therapy, and studied to be a therapist for years – so I totally know how to tell you no-way-Jose without making you feel like a dork.  I won’t leave ya hangin’ either, boo – I will give you suggestions. We’re all about positivity up in this joint, yo’.

Most importantly with anything – just have confidence and rock it the eff out.

 

 

Yeah Yeah Yeahs..  Karen O – risk taker-rocker-the-effer-outer.  You can totally do this, you may just want to wear a skirt over them there red tights and don’t drape yourselves allovers a dude with a Ramones tee on. Or, maybe you do want to drape yourself all over a dude in a Ramones tee? Just remember to keep them there legs togethers, like Miss O.

PS – I heart thems.  And I used to see Ms O around my neighborhood in LALA and I got to work with her at my old gig.  She looked as rad in person.  Trust.

XOXO

Jeggin’ and Jivin’

I worked in retail for 100 years.  I started at the bottom – in the dressing room, hanging up tried on clothes and returning them to their racks (that sucked) at Harolds when I was 14?  15? Child labor?  I held various positions over the years and have been left with what all retail people have – the feet that are nearly wider than they are long.  They are kinda like a beaver’s tail.  Mmm, attractive.

But that is all beside the point I will hopefully make somewhere amongst all of this rambling – and no I am not at all bitter about the double wides I have attached to the bottom of my legs.  Nope.  Not. At. All.

I didn’t sell precious jewelry, I didn’t sell underwear – well, actually – I take that back,  I did once sell underwear to someone memorable.  Brace yourself… I sold boxer briefs to… ROBERT DOWNEY JR.  He cracked a joke about seeing MY underwear.  It was really all too much and I feel kinda faint just talking about it…SWOOON.  Ohmygodheissodreamy.

I sold jeans, mostly.  In fact, the store that I worked for has a “jean” bar if that gives you any idea.  I used to be able to tell where a pair of jeans were made just by touching the fabric and considering the weave.  Being around that many jeans all the time, learning that much about them and then given my propensity to hoard clothing just a wee little bit – brought me to this place and made me the person I am now…  A jeans whore.

Don’t misread that last phrase. I don’t even know a Jean.  And, if I did I certainly wouldn’t be his whore.  This isn’t the wild west, and I worked in retail – not the other thing.  Although sometimes, now that I think about it there totally are parallels between the two “professions”.

 

A stack of my jeans

I love jeans.  I love wide leg, flair, boot cut, skinny’s, vintage, new, stretch.  I love the jeans that are raw denim that you are supposed to go sit in a bathtub so that they shrink to your bod.  (And in the process dye your finger/toe nails and tub blue).

Over the years I have bought a lot of them.  And, I have spent a lot of money on them.  And, despite loving them, I still can’t find the right pair.  I don’t think there is a “right” pair anymore and if anyone tells you “these are right” they are lying.  There are lots of “rights now” for each of the “right now” styles.  And, right now, I think these are the “nows” for skinnies:

 

They are from Old Navy.  Yes.  OLD NAVY.  Yes, the Gap affiliate with the kitch-y commercials spanning the last decade or more. Yes, the one with the woman wearing those huge Liz Claiborne glasses.  The one with the cute dog, that is now a mannequin dog.

They are called – and don’t get geeked out by the name or the description: Rock Star Jeggings.

I agree – the name is off-putting.  I can’t stand the word “jegging” and we all can’t be rock stars.  Really…  But, you know what, these are really great.  They don’t fit like you imagine something referred to as a “jegging” (1/2 legging, 1/2 jean) would.   They have the perfect amount of stretch, are tight in a good way (hold you in, don’t cut you to pieces) and they are SO FREAKING COMFORTABLE, I CAN’T YELL IT LOUD ENOUGH.  I never think jeans are comfortable.  The two different sales people I spoke to at the store – one was under 5 feet tall and probably 83 lbs and the other was close to 6 ft tall both said the same thing.  Seems they fit everyone!  And, I was asked if I lost weight the last time I wore them – and if you read this blog you will know I just spent time eating my way through Italy.  Have not lost any weight…at all.

I wore the dark blues with a vintage lace top and yellow wedges the other night.  I wore them to work with flat sandals and a little sailor top.  I wore them to lay on my couch with a v-neck tee.  They didn’t lose their shape, or cut into my stomach, give me side fat, or give me a wedgie (which is I am sure you will agree second only in importance to side fat).  I am wearing them right now, sitting on my couch crouching over my computer like a hunchback.  They come in several different colors (I want the red, now please!), and a million sizes, and three different lengths.  I went up a size and they aren’t giving me plumber crack despite not having washed them in several wears.  They are super plain, without silly, frilly pocket designs that in a year will geek you out. (Uh, ahem – that means you True Religion).

All of that style stuff is great – but here is the BEST PART – they are less than $40.00.  And, with the quick turnover with huge stores like Old Navy, Gap etc. they go on sale super fast.  And, by sale – I mean $19.00, then around $13.00 and then around $5.00.

I found mine for $19 and I bought 2 pairs (see hoarder and whore comments above for reference).  One pair I am just going to wear the hell out of as they are..perfect.  The second pair I am thinking I will add a button on elastic strap to the leg opening to go under my heel so they will stay tucked into boots..more perfect.  They do have quite a bit of stretch, so they would pop up a 1/2 an inch or so inside your boot –  which is not comfortable or convenient and makes you look like you have fat knees.  And, who wants fat knees?  Not I, says the woman with fat feet.

I will try to post pics soon of all the different ways I am wearing them.  In the meantime, if you find yourself in the suburbs, near a strip mall, follow the Borders Book Stores, Ulta’s and Home Depots on over to the Old Navy that is no-doubt blocking out the sun.  Navigate through the incredibly creepy mannequins, and try on a pair of these puppies and see what you think.

XOXO

 

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