Friday, August 29, 2014

Friday Upgrade!

Ever buy something and love the crap out of it when you get it, then suddenly decide that you don't like it so much anymore? That is what happened with this dress, which I have decided to cycle out of my wardrobe and upgrade with something better. 
 

I found it at a Primark in England a couple of years ago, and I think I paid all of five American dollars for it. I really did love it when I got it; the pattern is adorable and the cut is adorable and the way it twirls is adorable. In fact, the whole thing is so adorable that it has started to make me feel just a little...juvenile.
For some reason, this worked for me when I was 33, but not so much now that I'm 35. Maybe it's because I had bangs back then? I lived in this dress the summer I bought it, but I haven't pulled it out of my closet at all this year. I just don't feel as comfortable in it as I used to. It may not look like it in the pictures, but this is one short dress; my butt is barely covered, and when I wear it, I'm constantly pulling it down. 

I have other issues with this dress, mainly the low quality. The fake chiffon is fraying at the seams, and the polyester fabric does not breathe at all. Sometimes, when you buy a five dollar dress, it ends up being a five dollar dress. Oh, well, it was fun while it lasted. Now I have vowed to buy fewer things, but to make what I do buy the best quality I can afford. So bye-bye birdie dress, hello bunny frock!
Pockets!



What drew me to the old dress was the cute print, so I wanted to replace it with a more sophisticated dress in a cute print. I love that from afar, this looks like a checker print or houndstooth, but up close, it's rabbits! While I don't tend to choose things with animal prints, I do love some actual animals in my prints. The fit is perfect and my butt is covered and a huge bonus: this dress has pockets! Bunnies AND pockets! I show everyone both features whenever I wear this dress, and they act like they care. It's a sweet deal. 

For the curious: The bird dress is from Primark in England, probably gone forever now. If you really want one, you can have mine. The bunny dress is from eShakti, bought online. It is semi-custom made; I got to choose the collar, sleeves, and length, which made me feel powerful beyond measure. 

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

In the black.

Today's outfit post is one of the most-used ensembles in my closet. It's so versatile and comfortable that I find myself reaching for it day after day after day.
When I wear this outfit, it gives me the confidence to go up to complete strangers and introduce myself and offer to bring them drinks. This get-up says that I am approachable and obligated to be nice, so people don't hesitate to ask me questions or to tell me all about their food allergies. 


Don't you just love how the black accents the black and brings out the black in the black? And the long pants and the long sleeves and the long apron keep my delicate skin protected and hidden, while highlighting any and all food that might come into contact with my outfit at any point. 


I love that the apron has not one, but three whole pockets for all the crap I carry around during the day. A sleek ponytail pulls the whole look together, plus, it's mandatory. 

For the curious, the shirt is the only long-sleeved black button-up shirt I could find in my size in the entire mall, found at JCPenney; the pants are a polyester mess from Sears, and the shoes are Skechers waterproof, non-slip work shoes. :)

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

It's National Dog Day!


According to Facebook, today is National Dog Day. According to a quick Google search, today is also National Women's Equality Day and National Cherry Popsicle Day, but who cares about that? Happy National Dog Day!

Ok, those are not dogs. I'm taking some liberties here because I don't have a dog, but I do have a pair of buns. And hey, if people can celebrate Mother's Day because they have "fur babies," then I can use National Dog Day as a reason to introduce my bunnies to this blog. Meet Robert and Angel, my bunny babies!

I brought Robert home on an impulse last summer; my friend had three baby bunnies who needed homes, and she offered me a trial period with one of them. Robert was the smallest and seemed the most relaxed of the three, and I was thinking he'd be a perfect, low-maintenance pet for me and my kids. After finding out that bunnies are NOT low-maintenance and that they do better with a buddy, I went back and brought Angel home, too. They had some power struggles at first, but now they're bonded, and so freaking cute that they gross me out. 
Baby Robert. Resistance was futile.  
As I mentioned before, I don't have a dog, but my kids' dad does. She doesn't live with me anymore, but every time I make pancakes, I still make a tiny one just for her. So, in the spirit of National Dog Day, here's a picture of an actual dog, Allie. She's an old dog and a smelly dog, but she's one of the best dogs ever in the history of all dogs.




Monday, August 25, 2014

It isn't over yet!

I woke up this morning to the sounds of my kids fighting over which kitten videos to watch on YouTube, and noticed something extraordinary: Sunlight leaking in around the edges of my blackout shades! The sun is back! Summer is not over yet! I feel like I won something, even though this means I will have to mow my lawn later. I decided to bribe my son to assist me in a could-be-better, direct sunlight photo shoot behind my house. It's squinty time, folks!



This is one of my favorite things to do: pair an awesome graphic tee with a fancy skirt and simple shoes. My tee is an homage to one of my favorite local bands, Hell City Kitty, who rock socks at rocking socks. I love that it's a little bit dark with a semi-swear word (aren't people allowed to say "hell" on prime time television?), making it clash with my skirt while also looking absolutely perfect at the same time. Added bonus: Black absorbs the sun, so I won't get cold! 

I mentioned that my son helped me out on this shoot... I had to bribe him with a chocolate brownie (chocolate gets things done) and then he wanted to get a few shots in, too. I let him take some self portraits, but I had to photobomb him, as is my parental right. But seriously, what a cute kid, yeah?


Part of his job was to help me manage my shoes, which are slightly heeled and not terribly compatible with the grass. I eventually had to ditch them and asked my son to take care of them for me. Here is his interpretation of the request:
I can't even be mad. It was some smart thinking, even if it isn't the best treatment of my shoes. 

For the curious: the skirt is eShakti on clearance from months and months ago, the shirt is from a merch table at a HKC show, and the shoes are Vince Camuto, an impulse purchase from Goodwill.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Fine, I'll wear a sweater.

Here in Montana, winter is not a season, it is life. We don't have seasons, we have short, sporadic breaks from winter. Right now, even though it is still August, we are transitioning into winter, enjoying a couple of weeks of rainy, overcast days that we comically refer to as "fall." I am not happy about this weather we're having, as it is an undeniable sign that it will soon be time to pack away the dresses and pull out the Tundra-wear. My friends are all so excited about this transition, talking about the return of sweater weather and pumpkin spice everything and knitted hats and gloves. I'm excited, too! I bought myself a turtleneck to celebrate!


I actually do enjoy sweater weather myself, and if we had an actual fall season here instead of two weeks of rain before months upon months of snow, I would call fall my favorite. There is one thing I'm looking forward to, and it isn't pumpkin spice. I bought some boots at the very end of winter (oh so very on sale, I might add) and I have not been able to wear them at all yet. 

Ugh, I love these boots so much that I practically hate them. The heel is a bit impractical for our slippery winters, but I will be wearing them to death while I can. Unfortunately, these fabulous boots have not been protected yet, and since I'm trying to do this thing where I take good care of my things, I will not be wearing them in this icky, wet, rainy, gross weather. So instead, I will be wearing my new statement sneakers (also bought for a criminally low sale price).

I love sneakers, and I love pink, and I love these things enough to displace my grumpiness with the crappy weather. It's the little things, right? 
In case anyone is curious, the sweater is Banana Republic, the jeans are JCPenney brand (and have surprisingly become my favorite jeans), the boots are Seychelle's Shenanigans, and the sneakers are Superga in Azalea. I'm also wearing makeup, I think, though that is mostly magic marker and paste. :)

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Inaugural.

It is cold and rainy outside and I have a fire going in the fireplace, and it's one of those Duraflame logs so I'll be up all night waiting for this thing to die out so I can go to sleep. I really should be out tonight. No, really: I had plans to sing some karaoke with a few of my girl friends tonight, but I'm not feeling great, so I opted to stay home. Now I'm on my couch, watching this fire more than actually feeling it (my fireplace is more decorative than functional), drinking decaf coffee, half-watching some show on Netflix in which people are solving crimes. My bunnies, Robert and Angel, are around here somewhere, probably hanging out under a chair, waiting for the room to get darker so they can come out and do their nocturnal binkies. When they do come out, I will take pictures of them, and each of those pictures will be too dark and I will curse my inability to take good pictures, but post said pictures to Facebook and Instagram anyway. Later on, I will read from two or three different books, and I will get a strange joy from wearing my reading glasses because they make me feel smart, even though its the actual book I'm reading that contributes to the brainpower while the glasses are just a stereotype I like to cling to.

I feel like I'm new at everything. I just bought myself a DSLR camera, and I'm learning how to use it, which is something entirely separate from learning how to take good photographs, which is something else I'm new at. I'm new at blogging, though I've had a few false starts over the years. I'm new at independence, even though it was over a year ago that my marriage ended and I moved into my own place and became a single mom. I'm new at comfort, specifically comfort in my own skin, and comfort in the way I carry myself and how I dress and present myself to the world. I'm new at waitressing, a job that I love so much that I have to remind myself that I don't want to do this forever.

I don't like to compare life to a journey, but it is a bit of a trek, and I'm just trudging along some days, while other days, I glide as if on ice. I just want to write about every step, all the good and the bad, and take some terrible photos that will eventually improve in quality (I hope), and make something good out of all this work. There will be a lot of talk about my bunnies, my fashion choices, and my attempts to find happiness in what we consider to be very small. I am terrified. That's how I know I'm doing the right thing. :)