Goodbye Parties

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This is our last week in our little town. As much as I've complained, I'm going to miss this place. We've already said goodbye to our favorite restaurants in town, with final meals at each and every one. It's hard to let someone else do the cooking for you, but for memories sake I did it. 
 We have a few goodbye parties to attend and then will head out of town. It's kind of hard to know what to wear to a goodbye lunch. Do I go 'bright and cheery' for the future or 'sad and gloomy' for the past? 
As you can tell, I went with sad and gloomy. Sparkles just didn't seem appropriate for a goodbye lunch.

There's no right way to be wrong

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I am wearing my shirt backwards, but it is on purpose. No it wasn't dark when I got dressed this morning (see matching shoes), I just wanted this top to feel more like a tunic. So I turned it around for a higher neckline and boom, it's a carefree tunic. Of course it parts in the middle and I'm not one to show off my rock hard abs this early in the day, so I reached for one of those pencil skirts that was made for people who didn't have waists in the 80s and therefore have to wear it so far up that it could function as a bra. I can't breath, but I'm also covering my goods. Modesty is so give and take sometimes.
I've packed up most of my accessories, as you can tell. And by "most" I mean the ones I was wearing at the time or the ones I've yet to find hidden in my house are still unpacked. I've also packed up most of my clothes. This should make for an interesting week of outfits. 
(How I wore the top the right way is here.)

Pack and Play

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I wore this the other day while going out to lunch with friends. (Note to self: when you tell people you are moving, everyone wants to buy your lunch or dinner. Lesson learned? Always tell people you are moving.) Something else I've learned during this move? I don't like to wash my hair while packing so this is the 'do that happens almost every day. Except by day 5, it starts to look less intentional and more like I've been ill for days and physically haven't been able to shower. (Today is day 4, so I've got a good 24 hours before people start asking if I'm okay.)
Also, just so that you guys can keep me accountable here is what I've packed so far. (We move in a week.)- 1 of 2 bathrooms- 1/2 of our living room
Pretty good for packing over a two week period right? I know, we're going to be so prepared next week. 

Distractions

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Thank you for all of the 'yay you're moving' love. I saw a few people raise their hands to come help pack, but not that many. Don't make me bring my junk over to your house and force you to pack for me. I will do it. Let's see those hands in the in air.
I'm pretty sure packing my clothes is the last thing I will be doing. (Correction: Packing everything in our house will be the last thing I will be doing.) I've tried to pack my clothes twice and I just end up finding new outfits and trying them on. Like this outfit. Had it not been for me not packing, I would have never put this outfit on. You can thank my procrastination skills later. 

Fancy Free

{Shop: Similar Top, Similar Wedges, Belt, Watch (c/o Fossil)} I'm on this floral skirt kick for some reason. (Two outfits = obsession?) I just feel so darn fancy in them. In fact a nice man told me that I should be a model because I dress so nice all the time. I checked into it and unfortunately that's not the only requirement of being a model. Also, all of the modeling jobs in my area are listed on Craigslist. Creepy. Still a compliment in my book....that I keep compliments in. Who's creepy now? 
(And by fancy, I mean this kind of fancy.)

Wishful Thrifting

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Pardon my accessory-less outfit, my friends. I was running late to meet a friend for lunch and forgot to grab my jewelry, a belt, a watch, sunglasses, another purse to put inside of my purse, a hat, some gloves, another pair of sunglasses, lipstick, a flashlight, a travel-sized hand sanitizer, and a small dog to take with me everywhere. Tomorrow I'll be accessory loaded, promise.
I would like to welcome my newly thrifted green pencil skirt to the blog. A few weeks ago, Linda and I both spotted a girl trying on a green pencil skirt at our friend's vintage shop. We turned to each other and simultaneously said "Must. find. green. pencil. skirt. now." I don't make promises out of incomplete sentences that I can't keep, so I rushed out to my favorite thrift store and a little green pencil skirt was waiting for me. I think that I'm going to start wishing for things like 'brand new car' and trying to see if I can thrift that. I'll let you know how that goes. 

Weekend Report

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How was everyone's weekend? (It's Monday, right? I didn't accidentally sleep through until Tuesday by any chance, did I? Because I would be fine with that.)  How was my weekend? I'm so glad you asked. We shot a pretty little wedding, ate dinner with my internet lover/graphic design superstar Kathleen and ended up cleaning out some closets and drawers at our house. Spring cleaning in August, you say? Last year we didn't start until November, so we are ahead of schedule this time around. While cleaning closets out, I had a hoarder moment when B forced me to give up an old heating pad and space heater. I cried, you guys. (All you Judge Judy's can keep your thoughts to yourself, I have poor circulation in the winter, ok?)
 And now for the real reason you are here: my outfit. Bright, exciting, crazy. Exactly what my 1st grade report card said about me as a student, along with 'she really likes lunch.'

Self-Control

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The other night I popped into Target to more or less waste time, as I was too early for an appointment. When I 'pop in' to Target I tell myself three things: no magazines, no clothing, no chocolate. Because I typically walk out with all three. Add a bottle of wine and I've got a really fun night ahead. You see what I mean? Someone has to set boundaries around here. As I was walking out the door, empty handed mind you, this little top jumped into my hands and somehow I ended up at the check out counter. It all happened so fast, the details are fuzzy so I can't really explain it. I could have been drugged, that is one theory. What really happened? We might never know. 
But just to prove that I do have self-control, no magazines or chocolate were endangered on this trip.

Man, I Feel Like a Woman

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I typically don't say much about my outfits, but this one might be one of my favorite outfits ever. I just feel like a lady in this get-up. I might even start using the words 'please' and 'thank you.' I might stop pushing children down on the streets and stealing from old people. That is how good I feel in this outfit.

I'm kidding, I don't push children or steal. At least today I don't.

(Why yes that is a Shania Twain reference in the title. You wanted that song stuck in your head all day, right? You are welcome.)

Big Wheels

{Shop: Top, Similar Skirt,Similar Shoes} Do you guys remember when I said that my computer was going crazy? (I mean you should, it was only Friday's post.) Well we should all take a moment and remember my old macbook pro as she has left us for a few days to go get her hard drive fixed. Unfortunately I'm a dumb dumb and rarely back up my computer. So dear friends, don't be dumb like me, please back up your computer or you will lose your entire collection of Hall and Oates songs. Tragic. I'm out of town this week and so all of our locations are out of whack. We couldn't find anywhere to shoot on the fly yesterday so we decided an abandoned truck would do. So instead of a cool location, I'll just distract you with my outfit. Stripes on stripes should do the trick.

Words to Live By

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You are probably thinking "is this girl a hoarder?" since I've been on thrift overload since my 30 for 30. But actually...yes I might be a hoarder. I thrift pretty things and then I keep them in a pile in my living room until my next trip to see my parents so my mom can hem dresses or pants. It's not that I can't sew them myself -- wait yes it is. I've tried to sew before but I'll be honest: I'm not good with my hands. You can quote me on that, if you'd like. 

Other things you can quote me on:

"I am a toddler."
"I had a pint of frozen yogurt and a beer last night."
"I'm starting to suspect that someone lives in my car."
 "I only painted the fingernails on one of my hands."

This makes me proud and ashamed all at the same time.

Granny Bottom

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So after seeing this girl's pants redo I became a woman obsessed. I had snagged these pants for fiddy cents (that's right half a dollar. Not for a trade in of the talented rap star.) and I took them to my mom. She sewed them right up and voila! I have new blue pants that give me a fine granny booty. I am going to be a hit up in the club. Of course the only club around these parts is a bridge club. Again, I'll be a hit but probably because some old lady will recognize her pants and want them back.
I feel like it's only a matter of time before rap songs start talking about granny bottom pants. I know what America wants -- a high waisted bottom with an plastic animal print belt? Yes, please. 




*also, please excuse the awkward half rolled up cuff. I didn't realize what it looked like until it was too late, meaning I had already taken my pants off.