Fashion Feelings: Coming Back To Life

I’ve been mentally writing this blog post for a long time now.  I’m hoping it’s fully formed and will come out the way I have had it in my mind.  You know when you have an idea, but it’s just really hard to put into words?  That’s this post.  And I have been waiting till I could adequately find the words to really express what it is I’m thinking.  And I have A LOT of words, so I know it must be complex if it’s taking me more than five minutes!

Of course, I have to talk about television.  Because I’m a sucker for a good story, I love things that are about more than reality, and I find a lot of comparisons to my life in stories.  So here goes.  I’m going to use an example from a television show that many of you will laugh at me for watching, but that’s okay, I’m confident enough to not be a closeted teen tv lover ;)  I love the show Teen Wolf.  The costuming and acting are cheesy as all get out, but the story is like the most fun thing ever, and that’s all I really care about.  And here’s this one story line that really stuck with me.  In one of the seasons, some of the teens were disappearing, and appeared to be “dead” when they were found.  The long and short of it is, the teens were kidnapped, had been “altered” or made into supernatural beings, buried, then emerged a few days later with a newfound ability.  Now, in this story line, they were turned into instruments for evil, or that was the attempt.  But something about this story line really caught me and has been sitting in my brain ever since.

Here’s why.  I went through a few years of kind of “death” you could say.  I lost a lot, some of what I lost was…myself.  It was a difficult time, and it felt like I was underground.  It felt like I had lost everything and I didn’t know who I was.  And then one day,  I began to reemerge again.  As I go on with my life, I have discovered that this is not actually an uncommon situation.  Many more people than I ever thought have gone through some type of “death” in their lives, where something unexpected happened, and the course of their existence took a detour.  I have been surprised to see how many people can relate to this feeling, no matter the details surrounding their difficulties, the result is always the same.  One “life” ends, and then another begins.  What ACTUALLY differs from person to person, is what happens NEXT.

Back to Teen Wolf.  I love this plot (regardless of the fact that it was actually kind of intended as a negative story line, I love the concept).  You know why I love it?  These people “died” and when they came back to life, they had something NEW inside them.  Something GREATER than what they had before.  Wow.  Here’s the problem though.  Often after these devastating things occur in our lives, we come back to life, but at “half power”.  Because disappointment is so strong a deterrent, it can keep us from being aware of our newfound “power”.  We may not have x-ray vision or invisibility cloaking after suffering a great setback.  But make not mistake, we DO have a newfound power.  And I mean that.  What is it, you may ask?  It’s a few things.  It’s the power of conquering disappointment and moving forward and THRIVING in the face of let down.  There’s a level of courage and boldness that comes from realizing that you are not “conquerable” after you LIVE again.  It’s also the fact that new creativity and ideas are often born out of pain, need, and the fact that you are less afraid of people than ever before.  Plus, there’s nothing like getting a new lease on life to motivate you to try something you’ve always dreamt of before.

The thing is, as much as I run into more and more people who have gone through this kind of situation, there are many who are not able to see their new ability.  They are still emotionally living underground, accepting their “death” instead of accepting their new LIFE.  It’s a hard thing to embrace.  I know.  It’s often easier to just partially stay underground instead of risking “failing” again.  But if you don’t try again, you most definitely cannot succeed.  And this time, well this time you’ve got something you didn’t have before.  A new super power.

Okay, so my “superpower” may have always been dressing weird.  But I have new things inside me that I didn’t realize were there before I went through what I went through.  And less fear with which to tackle them.  No matter what you’ve been through, I bet you’ve got so much more to do, give, and create…who cares what your age or stage of life is.  You’ve got more, I guarantee it.

Track pants, ruffly blouse, and vest…weird combo I know.  But somehow, it’s all very Manrepeller, and by nature that makes me LOVE IT!



Cool Copying: Chanel and Elbow Patches

You know what I need more of in my life?  Elbow patches.  I feel like they just add that little element of like Sherlock Holmes chic that makes any jacket cooler.  Yeah.  I need more of those things.  When I was a kid, my first career of choice was to be a detective.  I read a lot of kids mystery books and I always was on the hunt for a good “mystery.”  Once my best friend and I saw a mannequin hand in a convertible car parked on the side of the road.  Because we were the best detectives around and had a strong nose for a good mystery, naturally, we stole it.  And that was the extent of my career as a detective.  I know, the irony is not lost on me that the real mystery here to the person who OWNED THE MANNEQUIN HAND was who stole it…but that’s not my point.  Elbow patches a great detective make.

Elbow patches also make me think of professors.  I always thought that teachers were supposed to dress a certain way (probably because I was homeschooled until I was in high school and had never actually met a real teacher).  Then when I got in high school, I realized that teachers are just normal people.  Some of them dress “teacher-y” and others…wear weird stuff.  I had this one teacher, who was just plain weird.  That sounds mean, but you guys, he was.  He wore the same corduroy pants from 1975 (but not in a cool way) with a neon windbreaker from 1985 (see what I mean about the “not cool way” thing?) basically every single day.  He stared at the center of your forehead when he talked to you and never, ever looked you straight in the eye.  His gaze would wander farther and farther from the region of the top half of your face the longer he talked, until he was just looking out the window.  Whenever he’d say “YOU!” and call on someone, we’d all just look at each other like: “do YOU know who he’s looking at?  Because I sure don’t.”

Then I got to college and I walked into the first day of my first math class.  I realized that the girl writing on the chalkboard was the TEACHER even though she looked like she was younger than us.  Turns out students can teach too (student teacher, anyone?), so assuming that anyone who looks just like us was NOT the teacher was a bad idea.  The best though was my botany lab professor, who at the beginning of the quarter told us that he was retiring after this and really didn’t give a rat’s behind about this class.  Sweet.  That was an amazing start to the lab.  He was super tall and thin, had kind of 70’s rocker long grey hair (again, not in a cool way) and wore the same belt with a massive silver dragon belt buckle on it every single day.  I watched him chew out the entire class and call us all stupid because “we couldn’t follow instructions” for a test.  His instructions were total whack, you guys, and we were the smart ones, I guarantee this.  He had a conniption and looked like he may cry, die, or lie down on the floor.  Yes, so many teachers in the world.  And honestly, a shockingly disappointing amount wear elbow patches.  Sigh.  My school didn’t look like Hogwarts either.  Wtf.

I saw this Chanel ad and the minute I saw it, I knew I needed to copy it.  Because, tweed, pastels, and pearls…it is just SUCH a great mash up.

So here’s my version of it, for now.  I’m still going to be on the hunt for more pieces in this look, but here’s what I’ve found…

I thrifted the jacket and the skirt and the pearls…well I made those all by myself!  YouTube video coming soon! :)  I used riding boots for now, but the next thing I’m on the hunt for are OXFORDS because, I know they are coming in in a BIG way.

Sadly, this jacket does not have elbow patches, but it’s pretty darn close to that style.  And also, sadly Hogwarts does not exist in real life.  At least that’s what I’m told, but honestly I don’t really believe that.

Happy ALMOST Thanksgiving!  Get that turkey brining!  :)

Fashion Feelings: What I’ve Learned From Television

I watch a lot of tv shows.  I use the excuse that I didn’t have television when I was a kid (like cable tv, we had a television, but it was only used for like Disney movies and my parents’ National Geographic VHS tapes), but truth is, I love tv shows.  I meet new friends, go new places, and learn new things.  Yes, I said it, I learn new things.  And I don’t watch documentaries.  I watch mostly teen tv, sci fi,  mysteries, and comedies.  And I get educated from these, you guys.  I’m here to say, that television can be educational.

Here’s what I’ve learned from my hours of TV watching.

  1. I learned what FEMA (Federal Emergency Management Agency) was from The X Files.  I also learned to trust no one, that aliens do exist, and that everything is a cover up.  TRUST NO ONE.
  2. I learned that the term “going commando” was coined on the show Friends.  I also learned that you definitely do not do that in another man’s fatigues.
  3. I learned who Paul Anka was from Gilmore Girls, since she named her dog after him.  I also learned that coffee is good, it makes you talk fast, and that is just fine with me.
  4. And from Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, I learned how to wear fringe.  (They made a lot of crap up on that show, so I didn’t learn a whole lot else, except how to look far off in the distance and yell SULLLLLLLY really loudly).

And there you have it.  Parents, television is educational, so let your kids binge on Gossip Girl because you never know what they may learn.

So this is my Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman outfit.  It is inspired by Sully, who if you ever watched that show, will know was the dude with the really pretty blonde hair who thought he was a Native American, but probably just had a great spray tan.  This is the amazing tunic dress I got in the Halloween section at one the Goodwills by me.  I love this thing and while it is costume-y, I’m just going to be careful to accessorize it correctly (i.e. don’t wear my fringe boots with it unless I’m using this as a Sully costume) and that way, I can attempt to get minimal stares while I wear it.  (Some stares are always inevitable with my style).

I’m attempting to learn stuff from my fifth round though Pretty Little Liars, but you guys, I just get more paranoid and afraid of the letter A, so I’m not sure it’s the MOST educational…

Happy almost Friday y’all!

Fashion Feelings: Candy Stripers and Tattoos

I’ve always been freaked out by hospitals.  I have what you call extreme hypochondria.  When I was pregnant with my first baby, I had high blood pressure.  I have NEVER had high blood pressure in my life.  And then, I bought a blood pressure monitor and realized that my numbers were completely fine…until I would round the street corner and see the doctor’s office.  Yep, I am one of those types.  I could be in a conversation with someone and then realize they are a doctor…and I’d probably find a way to exit the conversation so I could find a place to go hyperventilate in a corner somewhere.  Awesome, right?

I grew up with parents who were in the medical field.  And they both liked to tell me stories, you know, sweet childhood stories about people who got their ears pierced then they got infected and THEN THEY DIED.  Here’s a clip from my childhood.

Hahahahaha you think I’m kidding?  I’M NOT.  So whenever I’d have a random ache or pain, I’d ask my parents about it, and they’d inform me that I was probably fine, but that it could be a life threatening disease as well.   And there you have it.  Thank goodness there was no google when I was a child.  Because I’d probably be committed to an asylum by now if I had the vast wisdom of google to back up my parent’s anecdotes.  Yikes.

When I was 24 years old and about to get married, my husband and I went through pre marital counseling so that we could find out how deeply jacked up we were, therefore giving us hope for our marriage.  Just kidding, it was actually quite helpful in a lot of ways.  But hey, we are all deeply jacked up, so that part is pretty true!  In one of my individual sessions, the counselor looked at me in my eyes and asked: “have you EVER done anything rebellious in your life?”  This is a story for another time, but I was the kid who wanted to please my parents so I was very obedient and compliant with them to a fault.  And I looked at her and said: “no.”  This question was radical for me.  Out of fear, I had spent my whole life avoiding rebellious acts because I didn’t want to end up like that poor dead girl who only wanted pierced ears.  So I got a tattoo.  And I didn’t tell my parents.

A lot of you are laughing right now, because for many of you, a tattoo is like, the least rebellious thing you have EVER done.  But for me?  This was RADICAL.  I went to work the next day, and everyone thought it was fake.  I promptly responded: “yes, I got a fake scabby tattoo” because I mean, gross, right?  Basically it was the most shocking thing in the world that I, little Katy Carnohan (I grew up in my church where I worked) got a TATTOO.  And my parents just looked at it, asked if they had used sanitary equipment, and then kind of just moved on.  And I DIDN’T DIE.  Always a bonus.

I call this my “candy striper dress” because it looks like one of those old fashioned candy striper dresses you always see on tv shows and in movies (do people actually ever still wear those things unless it’s essential to a story plot?).  And yes, I would be the world’s WORST candy striper.  I’d be the one panicking because there were doctors and needles all around me…trying to help people but instead shaking and knocking over people’s medication and stuff.  For now, I’ll just wear the dress and work on my crippling anxiety.

The moral of this story is, if you get your ears pierced, you probably won’t die.  Probably.  And also, no one actually wears those red and white striped dresses unless you’re in a tv show mystery where you have to sneak into a hospital unnoticed.  As always, good educational stuff right there.

Happy weekend-ing!

Advice in Style: How To Rock Grandpa Chic

Your grandma and grandpa are like, totally on point right now.  I have a friend who consistently points out that the robe/pants/shoes I’m wearing are exactly what her grandfather wears.  Yes, old people are trés CHIC right now!  I see it everywhere whether it’s on the runways or on Instagram…everyone is rocking the grandpa chic look.  And I love it.

One of the things that makes this easy for me is that I don’t have much of a relationship with my grandparents.  Trust me, this makes me sad.  I wish I could participate in a program where grandparents adopt me and tell me stories and talk to me…this sounds like a dream to me!  None of my grandparents have been very present in my life and while they have a granddaughter who would absolutely ADORE to listen to all their stories, they sure aren’t telling them to me. The lack of relationship with them however has caused me to not have clothing associations with them…know what I mean?  Like, if your grandpa ACTUALLY used to wear something, you may have a difficult time seeing it as stylish and instead only be able to picture your grandparent puttering around in it.  Sure, some of us have super stylish grandparents, but most of us don’t really try to mimic how they dressed or currently dress at any point in time.

My association with my grandparents’ style are….whiskey (my grandpa’s cologne),  bad polyester (the thick stiff scratchy kind), and 80’s sweaters that have a lot of random colors and “things” sewn on them.  That’s about all I can come up with when it comes to my associations.  Lucky for me (besides the obvious “missing out on the relationship” downside), I get to experience grandparent couture in my own brand new way!

If this is a style you’re scared of, or just need inspiration to try, I’m going to show you two ways to wear a pair of grandpa chic pants.

Full-On Grandpa Chic

This whole outfit for the most part is thrifted.  Grandpa pants, sweater vest and shoes, and grandma hat and blouse.  One of the best parts about grandparent chic is that it’s EASILY found at thrift stores CHEAP.  This is a great way to fully wear a runway style for under $20.  Loafers are a MUST.

Grandpa Chic “Light”

Okay, so you love the style, but you want/need to dress a little less like you fought in Vietnam.  I get it, that’s okay, you can still pull this off.  Take those grandpa chic pants you got, add a pair of booties or lace up biker boots and a graphic tee.  Maybe some jewelry…and you’ve got “bad grandpa” chic.  You know what I mean not bad, BAD.  I haven’t seen Bad Grandpa, but that’s what I think of when I say this.

So go grab yourselves some plaid pants, and get complaining about how things were better in “the good old days”.  Grandparents are cool, and that’s okay with me :)

Advice in Style: How To Dress Like A “Have”

First of all I want to clear something up.  I don’t like the whole idea of the “haves” and the “have nots”…this post is most definitely not meant to reinforce this concept!  But, if you keep reading, hopefully you’ll get my point (and have some fun too!).

I wrote an article a little while ago about how Vogue attacked fashion bloggers and attempted to minimize their value using some choice words that seemed a bit more like something you’d say to a close friend instead of making them public to the world.  If you want to get my whole take on what they said, please read the post!  This whole thing got me thinking about the fashion industry as a whole.  So, I love fashion.  Obviously.  I want to go to fashion week, see the famous runway shows, and own some couture of my own.  I love it.  However (you can see the big “but” right?) there are some things about the fashion industry that aren’t so nice.  Fashion has always been an indicator, and sometimes dictator of classes.  I mean, it used to be actually illegal for people of certain classes and incomes to wear some styles of clothing.  That way, you could look at a person and determine how much money they make!  Can you believe this?  I mean, talk about a horrible and judgmental world to live in where you could be thrown in jail for wearing a dress that didn’t fit your wallet size.  Yuck.  Maybe things have changed and progressed quite a bit since then.  But we are still not immune from this whole “judge a book by it’s cover” thing.  I think we can often still size someone up based on their outfit pretty darn easily.  But now, since it’s legal to wear anything really, we can pull the wool over people’s eyes much easier!

Years ago there was this old hippie guy who worked at my local Trader Joe’s.  He was super opinionated, kind of funny, and liked to kind of talk at you and spout out his political thoughts and whatever was on his mind while he was ringing up your groceries.  I rather enjoyed it.  I would just listen, nod my head, and bag up my own groceries while he told me all the problems with the world and all that jazz.  After a couple months of this, he stopped talking and asked me a question!  He asked me: “so what do you do?”  I answered him (I was a full time worship pastor at the time at my church) and when I gave my answer, he literally did a double take.  He looked so surprised.  “What?” he said, shocked at my answer “oh wow…I thought you were like one of those super rich San Luis girls who…” (his answer trailed off into a lot of things I don’t remember, but were most definitely not things that describe me.  He then proceeded to tell me that because of my clothing, how I looked when I came into the store, he had made these determinations about me.  Yep.  He thought I was a “have”.  I remember what I was wearing that day.  I wear wearing a Juicy Couture dress I had got second hand and a furry pair of slippers from Target that people would literally stop their cars, roll down their windows, and ask me where I had gotten my “boots”.  I think you can tell where this whole thing is going!

It’s not the point I’m making, but hey, let’s attempt to stop sizing each other up by our clothes, ok?  I do it all the time, and I am working on NOT doing that.  I’ve been falsely judged because of what I wear lots of times.  The point I’m really making, is that we never should feel “less than” or shut out of the fashion industry just because we aren’t a mega celebrity with deep pockets and a trust fund.  You can look like a “have” (and BE a “have” just because, hey, you’ve got what matters right??) without spending a lot of dough.  Here are some tips for ya, in case you need them :)

Second hand stores and thrift stores are always, always worth a look.  I know many of you already know this, but I cannot even tell you some of the stuff I’ve seen at thrift stores for just a few dollars.  I mean, just because something was expensive or designer, doesn’t mean that whoever is selling it there knows that.  You will often see stuff worth hundreds or even thousands of dollars sitting right next to stuff from Old Navy.
Get out of town.  There’s something about going places you don’t normally go to shop that makes you find great stuff.  Don’t be afraid to drive to neighboring towns or go to the “rich” areas to check their thrift stores.  It’s like trick-or- treating in the neighborhoods who give out king size candy bars instead of just staying close by and getting a zillion “fun size” ones.  Fun size, my ass.
Stay off the beaten path. When you’re in a store like Target, steer clear of the women’s section.  This sounds super not intuitive, which is why it works.  If I were to put together a complete outfit from a store like Target (and trust me, I go there enough to know what I’m talking about) and I wanted it to look expensive, here’s what I would do.  Shoes: slipper section (especially around fall…you never KNOW what furry boot-like treasures await you), Top: boys section (graphic tee), men’s undershirt, or women’s pajama section for a button down pj top, Jacket: men’s or boy’s section for a blazer, Jeans: women’s section, but take a pair of scissors and a razor and modify them, Accessories: little girl’s section.  Do you catch my drift?  Part of why this works is that if you have a Target in your town, every woman wears stuff from the women’s section.  Therefore, if you shop around the women’s section, no one will know that what you have on came from Target.  Plus, I’m gonna say this again.  Those furry slippers got me more compliments than almost anything I think I have ever bought.  And they were like $10.
Be true to yourself.  Don’t buy or wear stuff that you don’t love just because it’s a designer name.  This will never get you anywhere in feeling great about yourself because you won’t feel great in your clothes.  Confidence in one’s outfit goes a long way to conveying that you love what you are wearing and who you are.  So if you don’t love it, don’t wear it no matter what the original price tag is.  Plus, sometimes you’ll find stuff that was expensive originally marked down at second hand stores simply because…it’s ugly.  Designers have “misses” too and often those are the things that people buy, regret, then get rid of.  Make sure that it’s a good find and not just a “used to be expensive” find.

And here it is.  Proof that I don’t iron my outfits when I probably should.  (I hate ironing!)  I love this outfit.  My top is a thrifted silk pajama shirt, jeans are old Levi’s I distressed myself, and my shoes cost $5 at H&M.  You could easily find an outfit like this in a magazine for about 32 times what I actually paid for this.  Looks can be deceiving, you guys :)

I don’t care what you have, you are a “have”.  Remember that.  No more keeping up with the Joneses, keeping up with myself is work enough!

Happy Monday

Real World Style: Magazine Fall Style

I love pouring through those amazing haute couture spreads in the latest (or even old editions really) issues of Vogue, Elle, Marie Claire…basically you name a magazine, I love it.  One of the things that’s always a struggle though, is to make the looks they put together actually wearable in real life.  I mean, a lot of haute couture is more art that inspires fashion than pieces that are really supposed to be worn to the grocery store or to a holiday party.  Let’s get real.  Some of those girls on the runways or in the photo shoots…aren’t wearing any underwear.  Sorry guys, I love fashion a lot, but I’m not showing my nipples while buying diapers at Target.  At least intentionally.

Challenging as it can be, sometimes there are looks that are more easily reproducible in those glossy pages than the ones that consist primarily of mesh and body paint!  These are the most fun looks because they are great outfit inspiration when I’m feeling like I don’t know what I want to wear!  One tip I’ve learned…vintage is often a GREAT substitute for haute couture pieces.  Often times vintage is what inspired those pieces we all see and love, and it’s at a fraction of the price and more accessible to those of us who don’t live near a Versace or Gucci store!

I love this look.  The fall feelings…the mixture of the menswear blazer, the feminine pleats, and the gritty rainboots all creates a beautiful piece of art.  This is one of those looks that, may be fantastically pricey and couture, is easily replicated out of normal clothing that is either already in your closet, or is somewhere around you at a normal store!

Everything on me is vintage, except for those Hunter boots.  And you know what, everyone needs a pair of Hunters!  It barely rains here, but when it does, I bust out these amazing things happily!  Micro pleats are a huge trend for fall 2016, and micro pleats are SO VINTAGE!  Here’s a basic option from H&M for a micro pleated skirt dress.  My jacket is an amazing Goodwill find (I watched another girl try it on and waited for her to put it back before snatching it up!) but here’s an incredible velvet blazer that would be SO good with that H&M micro pleat dress!

And there you have it, proof you can dress haute couture without spending the big bucks (unless you wanna, and there is NO judgement from me on that!).

Switch It Up: Slip Dresses

Dontcha just love it when something you’ve been collecting and loving for so many years is finally in style?  You know, when everyone suddenly thinks you’re copying the latest trends…and you’re screaming NO I WAS DOING THIS LIKE THREE YEARS AGO!  And no one really cares?  Man I need more coffee today…I feel as though the cranky part of me is eating the peaceful calm side of me.  Like I have a peaceful calm side.  (*hysterical laughter from my husband)  I’ve talked about my love for slip dresses before, but let me just reminisce for a moment about the GIANT BOX OF VINTAGE SLIPS that I got rid of when I finally gave up hope that I’d ever wear them again.  I know, sometimes I am so far away from being smart it scares me.  But now, I’m collecting them once again, making up for my momentary lapse in judgement.  We can call like three years “momentary” right? Okay, thanks.

Let’s talk slips.  Everyone’s doing it.  And if everyone jumped off a cliff we probably would too, right?  (occasionally the “mom” in me rears its ugly head, sorry kids)  It’s cool and it’s fun and thanks to Courtney Love in the 90’s, it’s retro chic.  The great news about slipping into a slip dress, is that they are plentiful, can be relatively inexpensive, and are quite varied in specific style amongst themselves.  Theres the lacy ones with lots of darts that are more fitted.  There are the simple satin ones that are more likely from the 80’s or 90’s that are less fancy.  And hey, you can even find new reproductions if vintage or thrifting isn’t your thing!

Business Pajama Casual
I love the combination of a slip dress and a striped, gingham, or plaid button down.  It’s the secret 90’s fashion lover in me I guess.

This look is super simple, kind of looks like you’re wearing your boyfriend’s shirt…it has that sexy “I just rolled out of bed” look to it.  It’s an easy one to reproduce!  Vintage slip plus over sized button down, and good to go!  I added the fringe Converse because it kind of adds to the tomboyish look with a fun flair.

Retro Fabulous
I love a ringer tee.  When you layer a slip over a tee, it almost has a vest-like effect.  It’s interesting and different.  Adding the destroyed boyfriend jeans definitely gives this a bit of a 70’s meets 90’s vibe.

Easy to create…any tee, doesn’t even have to be a ringer…it can be a v-neck or a plain tee too, and some baggy jeans and you’re good to go.

Tuck It In
The magic of a slip dress, or any simple sheath dress, is that you can double it as a top when you tuck it into a maxi skirt!

Belt it or not, use a midi or a maxi, there are plenty of options to this look!  Remember too, if you tuck a slip dress into a skirt that’s rather, er, see through, you can use the bottom of the dress as an ACTUAL slip!

If you aren’t comfortable with thrifting one or you aren’t into the vintage ones, check out these for a cotton minimalist approach (v-neck version here) and for a more vintage inspired look check out these.

Go forth, and slip into something more slip dress like!

Real World Style: Hanna Marin

I’m an unashamed Pretty Little Liars fan.  I have been completely sucked in and engrossed in the happenings of Rosewood since the beginning of the show, and I have loved every minute of the mystery, the surprises, and the FASHION.  You know when a show is about girls (Sex and the City, Gossip Girl) that the clothes are gonna be off the hook.  And this one does not disappoint.  If you don’t watch it, you really don’t need to know what it’s about to appreciate the good style of the four girls.  Each girl has her own signature look and I love watching and re-watching episodes when I need a little bit of new inspiration.  One of the great things about this show is that it’s in this fictional place where it’s basically perpetually fall.  What does this mean?  This means they always get to wear the PERFECT clothing.  Lots of layers, tights, boots…all the things we typically want to wear year round, but especially if you’re like me and in a warmer area, are limited to layering only during a few precious months out of the year.

Now I’m all about originality.  But don’t you ever look at an outfit and think to yourself: “I just want to wear that outfit.”  I think we all do.  There are times when the simplicity of seeing something on someone, and then replicating it is a nice little interjection into your daily style.  I think it also allows you to try out a different style and refresh your wardrobe a bit…”copying” can be a nice way to get new ideas and new pieces!  This happened to me the other evening while watching the show.  I saw her outfit, and thought…I’m gonna do that.  So I did.  Here’s what happened.

The outfit: rose gold/copper satin bomber, leopard button down, and skinny jeans.  So easy right?  I love the simplicity of it, the layers, and the combination of the leopard and the metallic.  Totally wearable and chic.  Her jacket is actually from Topshop so it’s under $100, but I knew I could do better than that.  I found this one for closer to $40 and it’s so great!  I thrifted a button down leopard top, those are typically a great easy thrift store find.  You could even switch up this look with a gingham, striped, or plaid button down to make it your own!  I needed some high waisted skinny jeans, so I found some at Urban Outfitters on sale for about $40.  Hers are from Frame Denim and those will set you back a bit more than these.  (*photo and information from the fantastic on which you can find out where all your favorite characters shop!)

And there you have it.  I can now look like my favorite “Liar” for a frAction of the cost!  (sorry, that was a little bit of PLL humor for you all ;)

hAppy WednesdAy :)


On Movie Watching Habits and…Kimonos

My poor husband.  I am quite literally, one of the worst people in the world to watch a movie with.  Why, you may ask?  I’m going to tell you.  Now, I’m not defending my movie watching dysfunction, or trying to help you understand me or anything like that.  Because I know that my movie issues are not really “logical” so to speak, and until they come out with a drug for “very choosy about movies”, then this is me, watching (or really not watching) movies.  Get ready.  You may not like me very much by the end of this post, because I will inevitably have offended you by telling you I hated one of your favorite movies or turned off a movie that you watch repeatedly.  And for this, all I can say is, I’m sorry, and I wish I could change it too.

If you were a movie, unless you are one of the Pitch Perfect movies or Jurassic Park/World series…I just may not like you that much.  I can’t explain this strange phenomenon, again, it just…IS.  Let me tell you how this goes for me.  I start a movie.  I’m hopeful, cautiously optimistic, and determined to like (tolerate at best) this freaking movie.  Halfway through, I’m like okay, this isn’t my favorite, I’m not in absolute LOVE, but I’m committed and I’m doing it.  Then, right about at 3/4 of the way through this storyline, something happens.  Usually, whatever’s going on is about to reach it’s peak, and I begin to lose my patience.  At this point, I have the realization that if the main character had just NOT lied or cheated on his wife/gotten a legitimate job instead of stealing/stayed on planet earth…NONE OF THIS WOULD BE HAPPENING.  I begin to question the worthwhile-ness of this character surviving the zombie apocalypse/strange disease epidemic/people with a lot of guns.  And then it hits me.  Because of his/her stupidity, I have WASTED THE PAST HOUR OF MY LIFE stressing about him/her.  I then start imagining a giant bomb obliterating everyone in the movie, a British voiceover saying “And NOW for something COMPLETELY DIFFERENT”, and a herd of puppies running onto the set, playing with chew toys and being generally more deserving of my time and attention.  True story.

I often read the bad reviews of movies before risking seeing them in the theatre (and believe me, that is quite a risk for me).  I read the bad ones, because usually I can tell by the critiques whether or not I will like the movie.  I mean, the good ones can be telling too.  “Sweeping landscapes” means: “I could just look out the window and save my time and money”.  “Heartwarming story” means: “someone will probably get a weird disease and/or die in this movie.”  “Amazing special effects” means: “the writers all quit so the story is complete crap…but hey a lot of things blow up, so it’s all okay.” And the ALWAYS inevitable “historically accurate” will mean: “everyone dies at the end, don’t waste your time.”  Often the things that people DON’T like about movies are the exact things that will make me LOVE them.  “Formulaic and cute” are often touted as critiques of a movie.  Because, if everyone’s happy at the end of the movie, it seems like a lot of people will inevitably hate it.  I’ve learned that movie critics are often much happier getting jerked around and having the rug pulled out from under them than they are watching people live happily ever after.

I think I’ve been scarred by so many movies, I’ve begun to be an instant skeptic.  I mean Titanic?  Apollo 13?  What the heck people.  Thanks for reminding me that I paid ZERO attention in history class.  Oh and how about the beauty that was The Sixth Sense?  HE WAS DEAD THE WHOLE TIME?  THANK YOU FOR WASTING MY TIME.  (I guess I should have said: “spoiler alert”, but I mean if you haven’t seen that movie or know this by now, I don’t know what to tell you).  I have been emotionally traumatized before, so now I’ve become quite choosy about what I will pay attention to.  Here is a full (but not conclusive) list of topics I refuse to watch movies on.  (You should sit down, it’s not short).

  1. War (any war at all.  Imaginary or real).
  2. Zombies/zombie apocalypse (missing chunks of flesh is not my jam.  I made an exception for Warm Bodies, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, and Zombieland.)
  3. Post apocalyptic movies (I like happy things, have you noticed?)
  4. Anything too raunchy  (Again, exceptions include Wedding Crashers, Bad Moms, Bridesmaids…beyond these though if it’s too much raunch, I’m out).
  5. Musicals (this only means I don’t like movies where they sing ALL the time.  Also, please don’t tell me something is a “musical” then have it actually be “a movie about war”…I was a child when I watched The Sound of Music and this nice movie where a lady with a sort of bizarre haircut made clothing out of curtains and sang a lot took a dark turn into something where they probably all died at the end.  It’s not nice to do that to people.)
  6. Anything too emotional (Sorry Nicholas Sparks.  If I wanted to cry, all I’d have to do is watch one of those “share a Kleenex” commercials.  Dang lady hormones.)
  7. Anything too violent  (I refuse to watch people hurting each other, even if it is “historically accurate.”)
  8. Most things sports related (There are some exceptions to this one.  If the story is good enough, and not too emotional, per number six on my list, then I may care enough to watch it.  Since I care nothing about sports, it has to be a good story outside of people throwing balls around.)
  9. Things that are too “artsy”  (I love creativity, but if it’s like art for art’s sake, I’m out.)
  10. Superhero movies (I don’t make the rules you guys.  I have learned that these movies usually include a lot of things blowing up and creatures I don’t recognize or know what they are.  I love movies about people with superPOWERS, just not super heroes.  Don’t even get me started on the anti-super hero movies, we will be here all day.)
  11. Things that are about people making stupid choices  (If you’re gonna do it, don’t make me live through the stress of it okay?  I make enough of my own and have to live through them!)

So where does that leave us?   You called it.  Pitch Perfect and Jurassic World.  Somehow watching people sing in perfect harmony and getting chased by fictitious dinosaurs just makes me happy.  Since this post is just so down on movies, let me give you some titles I do love, lest you think I am the worst human on the planet who hates movies and frowns all the time.  Legally Blonde, The Royal Tenenbaums, Clueless, Ghostbusters (all of them), Mean Girls, Easy A (I love movies about high school can you tell?), Beetlejuice, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Back To The Future (all of them), Indiana Jones (all of them except number two because ewwwww), The Man From U.N.C.L.E, Pirates of the Caribbean (all except the last one)…to name a few.  Despite what this post may suggest, I actually do love a lot of movies.  But if I don’t love it?  My poor husband has to live with it.

Good news.  You know what I’m NOT choosy about?  Kimonos or kimono like items.  I nabbed this jacket at the store I work at, and a girl who doesn’t work there that often said: “you like Asian fashion don’t you?”  I was like…”I guess…”  and then realized I was literally wearing a shirt that looks like this jacket…and, um, KIMONOS, DUH.

I mean my gosh, how could you not fall in love with the satiny, gorgeously rich colors, and patterns that make up Asian fashion?  Yeah.  I may not be able to sit through a whole movie, but I could sit through one of those dry cleaning automated racks full of kimonos.  I put this with my Madewell mom jeans (I have them in two colors, they are fabulous) and some thrifted loafers I just scored recently.  My necklace was handmade by DesertMermaid on Etsy.

I bet you are way better at movie watching than me.  I bet you sat through the whole Titanic movie and WEREN’T surprised when they all died.  I’ll bet you love superhero movies and have a blast watching summer blockbusters and are not a “hater” as my husband refers to me.  Ah well.  I’ll always have my automated rack of kimonos to dream about…

Happy Monday