Thursday, July 23, 2015

Digging deep!

It's difficult to put outfits together when you have not much to work with, but somehow, I soldier on. I'm determined to stop wearing the same outfit over and over like I have been, but I'm also determined to avoid clothes shopping for another month or two. I have had to dig deep and push myself. Is it so bad? 


Lucky for me, I have this white skirt that I totally forgot about. I have always said that my spirit animal is the cheerleader, and that is exactly why I bought this skirt oh so long ago. Pleats are my favorite! I just wish I had some pom-poms!


Modeling skills!


Normally, I would hate having part of my graphic tee hidden like this, but I like this a whole lot better than dealing with the white shirt right on top of the white skirt and seeing that the two shades of white differ ever so slightly. That's the real reason I layered: to put some distance between the two shades of white. I think the shirt is still interesting enough without showing the entire design, but it does kill me just a little to hide it. So, just for the heck of it, here's the whole thing:


Ugh, I love this tee! I wear it all the time; I have even featured it on my blog before. I'm pretty much convinced that it goes with everything, just like my amazing vintage gold belt. I think that belt might just be one of my favorite things I own, and I feel great every time I wear it. And of course, these shoes are definite keepers:


I know I complain about my tiny wardrobe a lot, but even though I don't have a lot of options, the options I do have are all clothes and accessories I really love. It may be more difficult to find new combinations this way, but when I do find something that works, it really works. I feel more confident in this outfit than I do in my requisite jeans and tee combo, while being equally as comfortable as I am in jeans. I'm excited to see what else I can come up with!

For the curious: My skirt is Banana Republic, bought from a consignment shop months and months ago. My Stormtrooper tee is from Forever 21 and was a unicorn of sorts; I regret that I didn't buy two. I will cry and cry the day I can no longer wear it. My chambray shirt is from Old Navy, bought online back before I decided to stop shopping there. My shoes are from Modcloth, and they are the tiniest bit too big, so I shove a cotton ball in the toes to keep them on my feet. That may seem weird, but it works so well.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

I'm sorry, but I won't apologize...

Oh, hi! It seems like I start all my posts with apologies these days, so I won't be saying sorry in this one. Besides, the entire internet has been telling me that, as a woman, I apologize too much. Sorry I'm sorry so much, you guys! Wait, I mean I'm not sorry I'm sorry. Wow, that's one of those words that loses all meaning after you say/type it enough times. 

Anyway, as you might already know, I have been floating in the blogger's abyss of late, dealing with a much larger version of "I don't know what to do with my hands." I've been feeling lost and uninspired, agonizing over what to do with my life. I thought about law school, but abandoned that idea after ten minutes. I am happy to say that I've gotten some traction in this quest to find myself a career, and I think I have it figured out! I will share more details on that later, as I'd like to wait until I have some things taken care of before I make any HUGE DECLARATIONS. Just know that I'm super excited about some of the decisions I've been making, and even though I've had my doubts, I will be just fine. 

I feel like I'm getting reacquainted with myself. Fashion is starting to matter to me again. I want to dress up again! I got rid of a large chunk of my wardrobe, and now I don't have much to work with. Maybe I went a tad overboard, but I haven't missed anything I've gotten rid of. What I miss is the illusion of a full wardrobe. I will be going shopping soon, but in the meantime, I'm trying to work with what I have, and what I do have are some awesome pieces that don't get nearly enough attention, like this ensemble here:


My favorite photo spot! 

Modeling is like riding a bike. 


I love, love, love this shirt, which makes me wonder why I don't wear it more often. I'll go ahead and blame it on laziness: This shirt does require some ironing, and who has time for buttons? It's such a great top, though, especially for the hot summer days because it's made of the lightest, most breathable cotton. I love the color and the print and the little details, like the just-poufy-enough sleeves and the tie waist. It is a little cropped, and I don't like having my belly exposed, so I wear a camisole underneath.



My white jeans might look familiar, but these are new. I ditched my old white jeans because they were too low-waisted, and I got tired of showing the whole world my butt crack every time I bent over. I'm also starting to move away from skinny jeans; these are a straight leg, and a little long on me. I might hem them. I haven't decided yet. 

While we're at it, check out my progress growing out my pixie! It has been awkward and frustrating, but it's finally getting to a manageable point. Here's a side-by-side look at where it was in March when I decided to grow it out, and today: 

Not awkward.
All awkward, all the time.


Not bad for four months of doing nothing! Just look at me in that before photo. I'm so hopeful and optimistic, totally unaware of what I'm about to go through. Heh. I figure I'll be able to shape this into an adorable little bob by the end of summer, and this dreadful hair experience will be over. Here's hoping, anyway. :)


For the curious: My top is Tocca and my white jeans are Uniqlo, both bought from an online consignment shop. The shoes are my trusty blurple Lucky brand ballet flats, which I wear constantly. I cannot for the life of me remember where I bought my earrings; I just know that I bought them years and years ago, and have worn them maybe twice. I always wear studs, so having earrings that brush against my neck every time I move my head has been interesting. It has also made me aware of how much I move my head, which is a lot.