We meet lots of dogs on our daily walks with Gatsby.
Yesterday, for instance, we came across a nice woman and her bichon. His name was Steve.
Steve the bichon.
This seriously cracks me up. Now I’m thinking we should have named Gatsby something like Mike. Or maybe John? Josh?
Image source.
A few snapshots from my weekend, during which Will and I had a date night at Sable (and he should love me even more now that I introduced him to the awesomeness that is cheese curds), I pretended to be a style blogger (which did not go well, as you can see, but that pleated skirt made me feel really twirly), red as an accent color was worn in abundance (thanks in part to my great find on Thursday), and we had friends over for the wine festival down the street (followed by our own little “wine festival” at our place afterwards). Also, I did some relaxing too.
Weekend, I miss you already.
I was perusing some of these photos from Fashion’s Night Out in NYC last night and some of them made me take a step back and say to myself, “Are these real people? Like really real? Are you f@%#ing with me, New York Magazine??” (I only swear in my mind. Plus, this is family-friendly blog. Meaning my relatives are the only ones who read it.)
Are you giggling right now? Me too. I think Whitney Port also finds it hilarious that Hank Azaria drank an entire bottle of Benadryl and showed up dressed like a Harry Caray impersonator who also happens to be an Oompa-Loompa. Thank God he has her bosom upon which to rest his seemingly 100 lb. head. (No, this isn’t actually Hank Azaria. It’s Guiseppe Zanotti. Yeah, I’ve never heard of him either.)
Again we have the wayward Mr. Zanotti who seems to think that “self-consciously wistful” is the appropriate facial expression for the moment. I love him. But when did Jessica Rabbit become a brunette and start wearing pants? Or is that a blow-up doll?
STOP it. This is obviously an alien. That or David Bowie is on his death bed, in which case I apologize for my insensitivity.
What can I say? It’s a gift!
Ask and ye shall receive!
(See this post if you’re wondering what this is all about.)
Jeans are from Guess and boots are Michael Kors from Marshall’s. And I… am happy. 🙂
… is a cute pair of skinny red jeans that don’t make my legs look like sausages and new cognac-colored boots for fall.
Also, I really want neither of these things to cost me multiple hundreds of dollars. After looking online and visiting countless stores, apparently this is too much to ask?
Not being rich sucks.
(Yes, my problems are trivial. And I like them that way.)
Images from fantabulouslyfrugal.com and madewell.com.
A couple months ago, I picked up a copy of Parisian Chic: A Style Guide by Ines de la Fressange. I had read about it on some of the style blogs I follow and thought it might be interesting, because let’s face it – when it comes to clothes, French women have it going on. Just like American women when it comes to obesity. (Kidding!) (Sort of.) (Not really.)
It turns out Ms. de la Fressange has some really good advice, in my non-fashion-forward opinion. I’m particularly inspired by her list of seven wardrobe basics that every woman should have, especially because I already have most of them!
1. A man’s blazer (I’ll be raiding Will’s closet for this one)
2. Trench coat (check!)
3. Navy sweater (will be purchasing soon)
4. Tank top (check!)
5. Little black dress (check!)
6. Jeans (check!)
7. Leather jacket (does pleather count?)
It’s kind of crazy how many polished-looking outfits you can put together with just these seven items and some cool accessories. Once I get that navy sweater, hopefully I’ll be well on my way to chic-ness.
“Who me? Nooo, I’m not from Paris, I just look like it…”
Image from France Today.
My bus this morning smelled like a convention of mouth-breathers with severe halitosis.
Also, the driver let me off right into a large running sprinkler.
BUT, I’m still in good mood! I think it’s because I’m wearing my gold sparkly shoes today.
BEHOLD the power of footwear.
(Will, please remember this important message when the new boots I’m planning to buy show up on the credit card statement next week. Thank you.)
Gold glitter ballet flats from Gap, last season. You can get similar ones here.
Image from PageDaily.com.
According to information floating around on the interwebs, in the next couple of days a Topshop store is opening just down the street from where I work, and a Pinkberry is opening just down the street from where I live. I think it’s only right that I celebrate by buying some clothes and going out for frozen yogurt.
Images from usefulsocialmedia.com and collegecandy.com.
Carlie Crash 
