Life with Dudes Never Looked So Pretty
It’s been a while since I’ve posted a stylin’ post. Don’t get it twisted, I’m still looking fly. You know, mostly. Like with a coat on. And boots. Because, brrrrr. It’s just that I find it ridiculously difficult to take good style photos. I wind up with a bunch of pics like this… Because my arms are only so long. And I am not a
We went to DisneyLand a few years ago. Following, I wrote this post about the man in shorty shorts my eyes can never unsee. Amusement parks seem to bring out the worst in people when it comes to style. Like they just figure, I’m in the happiest place on Earth, I may be a grown man but here I can wear my Velcro shoes with
I bought this jean jacket form H&M three years ago. It only set me back $20 and I love it. Love. Love. Love it. If you’re looking for something to snag to take your summer wardrobe into the next season a jean jacket (fitted and short) is probably the most versatile and useful investment you can make. Well, one of them (cute flats, a good
I’m a huge proponent of buying timeless, quality pieces that will last you for seasons. I have a pair of boots I’ve had for years and, prior to my not-that-big-of-a-deal-but-I’m-gonna-act-like-it dramatic weight loss, I knew this dress from What NOT to Wear was one I’d be wearing for years to come… If anyone wants to buy it you totally can. It’s a size 12 Donna
Anyone who’s anyone in the lady blogging community has been to, plans to go to, really wishes they could win a trip to, or at least been marginally to immensely annoyed by the hashtag of BlogHer. It’s one of those things that every committed female blogger in this nation (and some in others too) will eventually find herself contemplating. And, when you do, you will
When I was young younger I thought flowers were old. Flowers, lace, plastic covered couches, and the distinct odor of Ben Gay; all things I found in my grandma’s living room and wanted no part of on my body. Now, more years later than I have any intention of admitting to, my favorite dress is covered in lace, Ben Gay and I are part-time lovers,
When I think of lace I think of those little doily thingys that my grandmother used to put all over her house for décor. Or whatever. I mean, what were those for? I used to think they were coasters, until I put a sweaty can of coke on it and she yelled at me and shooed me out of her sight. Anyway. Lace has not
So the whole Dumb-Mom-meets-Sarah-Jessica-Parker thing didn’t quite pan out how I’d hoped. Sadly, I will not be starring alongside her and the rest of the girls in Sex and the City 3 as the slightly-overweight-but-hilarious-and-so-fun-to-hang-out-with Dude Mom from Miranda’s kid’s mommy and me class. Blast! I mean we were super close to one another, and her image is forever burned in my mind (she really
This feels weird. Typing a post on my own couch while making every attempt to completely ignore my children The Dudes climb all over me and ask me strange questions about my trip (#2 wants to know if anyone saw my undies while I was away. What the?!). I’m home from NYC and I think I might miss it a little. Don’t get me wrong,
