I knew I had to try and make something similar. I spent weeks looking for a cheap pair of boots to glitterize. I found some pretty decent options, but I ended up going with a pair of new Aldo boots. Kind of goes against the DIY- ideal, but I wanted something comfy since I know I’ll end up wearing them pretty often.
There are a few different instructions for this floating around (try here or here), but the instructions are pretty damn simple. You need: boots, fine sandpaper (give your boots a quick sanding before starting), clear craft glue, and glitter. I used a coarse gold glitter and a finer orangey-rust glitter, and I also grabbed a fine-tipped glue applicator for the corners.
Oh, how the glitter flew. After letting the glue dry for a few days, I stomped around outside to get the excess glitter off. I’m not going to lie, leaving a trail of glitter when I walk is pretty much the best thing ever.
The whole project took about 40 minutes, maybe. But the need to glitter wasn’t completely out of my system and a starfish was a casualty of the glitter war. Luckily, the cats were outside for most of the day and managed to avoid my glitter-encrusted grasp. For now.
Oh, right, back to the boots. Check ‘em out, yo!
As you can probably guess from my recent sporadic postings, I haven’t been in my usual schedule. Two weeks ago I was in Philly for my nephew’s sixth birthday and up until Tuesday I was on a stay-cation at home. It was hard to tear myself away from sleeping and reading to post or even read other blogs. Seriously, my bloglovin’ feed is at an obscene number right now.
While watching my nephew play with his friends and talk to his mother and occasionally get pouty and cry, I realized that I really don’t want to be a mother. This is something I’ve been saying since I was 16, but it rings even more true for me now. I like kids, and I sure do love my nephew (and young cousins). But I don’t think it’s in me to be a mother. Part of it may be selfishness or part of it may be fear of screwing up a kid and creating a serial killer or worse, a future cast member of Jersey Shore 2045: Jersey Shore on The Moon. As long as I’m being honest, watching my cousin die a few years at age 10 was so painful that I can’t even imagine being a mother and going through that. This shit is way too personal for a Thursday morning, right?
I also realized that my parents officially love the cats more than me. While I was away, Calliope got scared and ran up into a tree. My parents went into the attic, got our 10-foot ladder and my pops climbed up to rescue my poor kitty cat. Nevermind that she probably would have come down on her own eventually. That’s real love, man.
oh, and my laptop power cord caught on fire! That was less exciting than it sounds. Guess that’s what happens when your computer is nearly 8 years old, huh?
Here’s what I’ve worn since I’ve been back at work. I really like the color combo in the first outfit. My shirt in the second outfit is from Gilt, the online shopping site. I have to say, their shipping and customer service is really, really awesome. I’m a big fan!
shirt- Calvin Klein
shirt- Nanette Lepore from Gilt
skirt- Filene’s Basement
My boss was on vacation last week, which translated to wearing my favorite, most unprofessional jeans to work. You ready for something scandalous? I’m not wearing a tank top under my shirt. Just a nude bra. Risque indeed, right? No? Well, I felt very adventurous.
So how do you know you talk about your cats too much? Well, if you go to a blogger conference (more on that in another post), see a blogger you haven’t seen in months and the first thing she says to you is “You got a new cat!” Yeah, that’s a pretty good sign.
I made sure to get some photos of my accessories since they are the only bits of color in my grey, grey outfit. Love my earrings- they came to me all the from India. And my blazer? Like $25 at H&M. Perfect if you’re been experiencing sticker shock at the price of blazers elsewhere.