Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Falsehoods
I, in fact, do not live in Brooklyn, but I think this poster is pretty darn cute. Buy it here, if you're so inclined.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
The trials of online browsing, part 45
Not kidding when I say that I am THRILLED that these babies are sold out in my size. I do not need to spend $55 on pretty shoes that will see the light of day approximately 3 times.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Skirt-us maximus
Honestly, I'm writing this post because if I see Jean Seberg's adorable face staring back at me for one more day, I will chop all of my hair off. AND THAT CANNOT HAPPEN. Guys, I have a passion for long hair the way that some people have a passion for world peace. I wish I were kidding, but I look at my hair far more than I look for headlines about what's happening in Libya.
Vain declarations aside, I do have something worth chatting about. MAXI SKIRTS. As I explained in my "Jean Seberg is super hot" post, I have a thing for wanting the exact opposite of what I have. Such is the human condition. Therefore, since I live in Portland (rain, rain, GET OUT OF HERE) and bike/walk to most of my destinations, my wardrobe doesn't really have a place for floor-length skirts and dresses. The miniskirts that I loved wearing in frigid Chicago temperatures are actually perfect for biking (while wearing leggings, obvi). Which is why I can't stand them, and only want long skirts. But they are just so romantic and whimsical and wonderful! I feel like I'm always sweeping into places when I wear longer lengths, and there really is nothing better than a grand entrance.
My solution? Buy 'em up cheap at thrift stores and fasten 'em up with a rubberband when I'm biking. It may not be the most attractive solution, but neither is shortenin' my words, and that certainly hasn't stopped me in the past.
Vain declarations aside, I do have something worth chatting about. MAXI SKIRTS. As I explained in my "Jean Seberg is super hot" post, I have a thing for wanting the exact opposite of what I have. Such is the human condition. Therefore, since I live in Portland (rain, rain, GET OUT OF HERE) and bike/walk to most of my destinations, my wardrobe doesn't really have a place for floor-length skirts and dresses. The miniskirts that I loved wearing in frigid Chicago temperatures are actually perfect for biking (while wearing leggings, obvi). Which is why I can't stand them, and only want long skirts. But they are just so romantic and whimsical and wonderful! I feel like I'm always sweeping into places when I wear longer lengths, and there really is nothing better than a grand entrance.
My solution? Buy 'em up cheap at thrift stores and fasten 'em up with a rubberband when I'm biking. It may not be the most attractive solution, but neither is shortenin' my words, and that certainly hasn't stopped me in the past.
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