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2012 in Technicolor

Happy New Year! 

I hope you’re as excited about the new year as I am. And I hope you’re feeling good this morning and not overly hungover. I spent that last night of 2011 gorging myself on Chinese food, making loads of noise, and laughing. A lot. I even got a midnight smooch (thanks to my dear friend Hayley), so the year is off to a good start. The one thing I didn’t do last night is bring out my Nikon, so I’m stuck with one fuzzy outfit photo and 2 instagram shots of my accessories.

 

Getting dressed for a night out always involves some level of judgement. The only full-length mirror in the house is in my parents bedroom, so I usually have an audience when trying to decide what to wear. Like last night. My first 5 outfits were vetoed, and when I decided on this one, the following conversation ensued:

Me: Is this skirt too short?
Mom: Well… for a 28-year old it is. But you don’t look 28 yet, so I guess it’s okay.
Me: Oooookay. Thanks…I think. (Internal dialogue: Did my mom call my skirt slutty??)

 

On an unrelated note, anyone have space for a blogger and her two cats? I promise not to make too much noise! In the end, my mom was right. The skirt was really, really short. But I used girl logic (opaque black tights make anything short look acceptable) and went about my night. Now, when I said technicolor, I meant it. Dig it, man.

shirt- Old Navy
skirt- Swapped
boots- Jeffrey Campbell
necklace- H&M

 

Ikat nail stickers (from here), DIY neon rhinestone bracelet, gorgjana wrap bracelet, and random beaded bracelets.

 

My fortune for 2012. I am downright giddy about it as it seems like an excuse to be ridiculous on multiple occasions.

 

How was your New Years Eve?

My next girl will be nothing like my ex-girl

Even with the extra hour thanks to Daylight Saving Time, the weekend was still too short. I finally wrapped up a DIY I started weeks ago and caught up on my blog reading. And then it was Sunday evening and I got excited because even though it meant the weekend was over, my new favorite TV shows were on. Have you seen Once Upon a Time yet? It’s a fun take on classic fairy tales. And Robert Carlyle plays Rumpelstiltksin, which infinitely adds to the awesome. And there’s The Walking Dead. This season has been fantastic so far (although there could be a little more zombie carnage)!

And because this is a fashion blog, not a “what did I watch on tv blog,” here are some outfits from last week and yesterday.

DSC_0118 sweater- Old Navy
dress (as a skirt)- forgot the brand, sorry!
boots- Miz Mooz

 

DSC_7983 sweater- J.Crew
vest- Topshop
skirt- H&M
tights- Express
boots- Jeffrey Campbell

 

DSC_0103
dress- Topshop via Rescue Consignment
vest- Forever21
boots- Steve Madden

Hello 2011

I hope you’re all awake and excited about the new year, rather than hungover and camped out on your couch with toast and tea. I decided to kick off the new year with a new ‘do, courtesy of Paul at Bradley & Diegel salon. Now seriously, it’s like the best haircut ever, right? I’m in love!

new years eve outfit helmut lang current elliot shorts

new years eve outfit forever21 denim shorts current elliot

I’m also glad I eschewed the whole “fancy dress and heels” rigamarole for New Years Eve. For one, I was able to climb over the melting snow banks walking to the party and secondly, I was able to play Kinect boxing without flashing anyone. And for the record, I was the boxing champ!

I hope your new year is off to a great start!

 

blazer- H&M
shirt- Helmut Lang
shorts- Current/Elliot from The Closet
tights- Old Navy
boots- Jeffrey Campbell
necklace- Forever21

A French Moment

booty call chloe

I realized something this weekend. I am Chloe Cat’s booty call. See, before Calliope joined the household, Chloe was perfectly happy having all my attention. She’d be sitting on the couch waiting for me when I got home from work. She’d sleep next to me (or at least on the bed) all night. Now that she has to share me with Calliope, she’s gotten into a very unique method of getting my attention. During the day, she doesn’t care at all about me. I get home from work, she barely deigns to lift her head off of the bed. But when it’s 2 or 3am, I hear the most pathetic little meow and she jumps on my chest and purrs and snuggles and manages to get loads of affection from my half-asleep form. But when I wake up, she’s long gone. Now, is that not the perfect description of a classic booty call? I feel so used.
 

french style outfit with leather jacket

french style outfit with ballet flats

french style outfit and cuddly cat

I wore this outfit on Saturday, walking around and window shopping with a friend. She was properly dressed for the weather (windy and cold) but I pulled the shirt out of my closet and was immediately inspired to try a Cherry Blossom Girl-esque outfit. I skipped heels, which would have been very Cherry Blossom Girl. After all, window shopping is an athletic endeavor. I have to say, I did feel very chic and sexy, despite wearing loose clothing. I had to include this picture of Calliope trying to give me a kiss. She’s a real gentlemen…lady…non-booty caller!
 
jacket- Old Navy
scarf- vintage (from my mother)
shirt- J.Crew
pants- H&M (menswear) via Swapaholics
belt- J.Crew
shoes- Gap