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Mad about Plaid

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{Similar Blazer, Shirt, Gap Skinny JeansSimilar Belt}

Just a quick post this morning before heading out today for a mini-roadtrip for a wedding. It's still chilly outside so two good photos was all we got before I wimped out and put my coat right back on. I'm this close to move to Florida. And by Florida, I mean Disney World. 

Two other ways I've remixed this top, which is quickly becoming a closet staple of mine.
plaidremix1 plaidremix2

Warm Winter

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{Similar Sweater, Skirt, Shoes, Purse}

Those are bare legs you are seeing, my friends. Bare legs on January 6th. My logic tells me this is a fluke. This time next month we'll probably be snowed-in and I'll be cursing the weather. But today it feels like spring and I want to buy everyone a drink with an umbrella in it. 

If you see a weird girl frolicking through the dead grass today yelling 'spring is here!', that will be me. 

After Five

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{JeansSimilar Men's Shirt, Boots, Similar Blazer, Bag c/o Hobo}

Well. This is what I've worked all day looks like, not the usual fresh out of the shower posts I give you. Slightly greasy hair that starts forming odd bumps throughout. Makeup that over the last 8 hours has slowly disappeared into my pores which will magically reappear in 2-5 days as an angry zit. And wrinkles, oh the wrinkles, all over. Even in places that it doesn't make sense to have wrinkle (see jacket sleeve where absolutely no body part is able to bend). 

But do I still take outfit photos? Of course I do. It's part dedication, part habit, part OCD, part vanity, part crazy and a little bit of the Bieber Fever. That's what keeps me going. 

Studio

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{Similar Top, Jeans, Heels}

So this is B's new studio. We thought that we'd try it out this morning and snap outfit shots in there. With it being cold, I'm beginning to have a small aversion to taking my coat off outside and prancing around while B snaps photos of me. Just a small aversion though; will I ever lose the zest for prancing around and pretending to not be pretending to be a model? Never. Do you see that 'smize' up there? That's from years of practice, my friends. 

Same Outfit, Different Day

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{Similar Sweater, Similar Blouse, Similar Shoes}

I wore a very similar outfit to this a few weeks back. But since it wasn't a real outfit post and since today is my first day back to work since the holidays, I decided to have a re-do outfit. My brain only half works for a about a week after Christmas and then we have New Years Eve and it's another week before I can get back into the groove of things. I should have warned you before hand that I'll be checked out for a good two weeks. If I happen to wear two different pairs of shoes one day, leave me be. The holiday hangover is a strong one.

Merry Christmas Eve Eve

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{Jacket, Similar Boots}

I lose all track of time when it's the holidays. For the last four days I've thought it was Friday. Yesterday a lady in the shop said "isn't it Christmas Eve today?" I couldn't remember so we both stared at each other for a good and awkward 30 seconds. She left before I looked at a calendar, but the good news is that today is Friday and tomorrow is Christmas Eve. And the day after that is Christmas. With this impressive rhetoric, I could write pop songs for ambitious young girls.*

We're hitting the sky to fly home for Christmas tonight. Apparently there will be snow. Snow, family and presents -- these are my few of my favorite things.


*Yes that was a Rebecca Black reference. Merry Christmas to you. 

Sweaters & Stripes

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{Sweater, Similar Top, Jeans, Boots, Bag}

Yet another cozy outfit from the weekend. What is it about winter that makes me want to wrap up in big cozy sweaters lately? Oh. Yes, the cold weather.... good call. 

I'll be out finishing (AKA starting) my christmas shopping today. I'm sure no one else will be out shopping, right? I should be able to find front row parks and just cruise down the aisles with no crowds. Procrastination always prevails. 

Boots and Bowling

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{Similar Top, Skirt, Similar Boots, Similar Socks}
 
When I worked retail in college, I never skipped a beat when wearing heels for 8 hours a day. In fact, my senior year of college I had a bowling class before I went into work. Since I had to dress up for work, I just wore my heels to bowl because I didn't want to change outfits. Instead of wearing sneakers, I'd just bowl in my heels. I'd tell the coach that I forgot to bring socks for the bowling shoes and after a few weeks in, the coach finally gave up and let me bowl in heels. That my friends is an impressive feat on many levels. I'm still proud of that to this day. Then when I entered the professional world, my commute was from my car to my desk where I sat all day sans the occasional trip to the printer and vending machine. So wearing heels was never a problem, ever. But now that I'm on my feet all day, I've stopped bowling and let's face it my ankles aren't what they used to be, it's getting tricky trying to figure out how to make outfits work around comfortable foot gear. Also, that might be the first time the words 'foot gear' has every been used on a style blog. But I digress.
 
All that to say, I'd like to give a shout out to my tall boots for always being there when heels are not and for prolonging the amount of time that I have to shave my legs.
 
(PS: I got a 'B' in Bowling 1301. Still proud.)

Mad for Plaid

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{ShirtSimilar Pants, Similar Boots, Clutch}

I think my mother likes me better on the internet than in person. Case in point: I saw her yesterday in this outfit. She asked "why have you not posted this yet? I miss your outfits." I was standing in front of her, and I would have blogger posed for her had she asked. But yet she wanted a post. So mom, this post is for you.

I've grown quite fond of plaid shirts lately. But sometimes I feel like a guy when I wear plaid. So what do I do? I put a tweed blazer over my plaid shirt, naturally. Nothing says feminine like a heavy tweed blazer. 

Follow the Arrow

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{Boots, Bleubird Necklace, Tote Bag, Scarf}
 
I went into an Anthropologie this weekend to pick up some home decor items. What did I end up walking out with? This skirt, on mega-sale. See that's the problem. I get distracted by clothing and they know that. I went in for cute drawer knobs and come out with a skirt. If the majority of what they sold was food and there was a tiny rack of clothing for sale, I would probably forget that I was hungry. My drawers didn't really need those knobs anyways. But my closet definitely needed a new skirt. That's what I'm telling myself anyways.

Chopped

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{Shop: Sweater, Similar Cargo PantsHeels, Purse, Lipstick - "It Girl"}

And just like that it was fall. I believe it got down in the 30's last night my friends. See what a little whining can do? It gets you want you want. That's always been my m.o. 
 
Oh and yes, I cut my hair. Again. This is what I wasn't brave enough to do the first time around. I somehow found bravery on Wednesday and just said 'chop it' to the hair lady. This is going to sound weird, but I wish you guys could feel my hair. It's really soft, like rabbit's foot soft. If we ever meet, feel free to touch my hair. I'll completely understand. 

Total Knock Off

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So yesterday was my day off by default since we are closed on Monday. You see, your Saturday is my Monday. What I'd like to do with my time off is sit around, eat chocolate and watch Jersey Shore all day, but that outfit consists of sticky sweat pants and a tank top. Cute, but not quite blogworthy. Luckily, instead of wasting time and muscle mass yesterday I ended up with a styling gig to help a friend style her closet. Since I've never been a stylist before (that's right, I've done it one time now I think I'm a stylist. Too soon?) I had no idea what to wear. And when I don't know what to wear I go to my handy-dandy Pinterest and file through until I find something to knock off completely. And now you know my secret to style -- knocking off everyone I see.

Color Blocked

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{Shop: PantsPurse, Shoes}

Do you ever have those days that you feel like you waste a great outfit? Today was one of those days. Not that it was a bad day, it just that I think I saw a total of 20 human beings today (five dogs, but they don't count mainly because dogs are color blind). Thank goodness for you guys. Or else I'd still be out trying to find more people to see my outfit. And let me tell you, starting a conversation with 'don't you love my outfit?' shuts down the conversation pretty quickly. Which is why I don't go out alone. Social skills were never my forte. 

Hot Pants

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{Shop: Similar Top, Clutch (c/o Modcloth), Heels}

I was going to name this post 'Candy Striper' but I decided it looked too much like 'candy stripper.' Which was my old identity that I'd like to keep in the past, of course. 'Hot Pants' is way more appropriate and not stripper related at all. 

I wore this outfit on Saturday night on a date. To the mall. With all of the other 14 year olds who have nowhere else to go with their love interests. I'm pretty sure we are running out of date ideas when we end up at a mall, but on the flip side I got to see the new H&M in Dallas. But on the other flip side, if this is 4 years in, what will dates look like in 10 years? Oh no, it's happening. All of a sudden all I want for my anniversary is a washer and dryer set... and a hug. And maybe a candle, if it's not asking too much.