Attempts at Elegance

I've been a fan of high waisted pants for many years now. And guess what?! they are back in business! You know when you see versions in every mall store they are here for a while, I think. And I love it. In order to fully show them off, you have to wear a tucked in fancy shirt, or perhaps a crop top, which, if we are going to get into discussion of those, requires a whole post of its own. (and I am not up for that right now.)
But the tucked in blouse reminds me of the 1970s. People have an image of the 70s as some horrid fashion decade, but I always imagine those years as being sunny and me walking in a field with a straw hat on, and a floral dress and maybe a unicorn galloping by.
My first purchase of high waisted slim cut jeans was made this month. I thought super! Finally a pant that doesn't show off my growing muffin top. Cut at the waist, they should be absolutely flattering! Well, not exactly. Said muffin top somehow has a way of slowly opening the extremely lengthy zipper, creating a view that is anything but elegant. Sigh. Well, as long as I don't end up looking like this, I guess I'm doin' ok.

Spring is Here! (sort of)

Time for cute dresses and skirts and all that good stuff. Here are a few of my new items, on sale now! right here!

Hello, Crafter?!!?

Hey friends. Listen, here is something you should apply to. The Fred Flare Next Big Thing contest. For serious. An opportunity for crafters to get a wholesale order with a super website! I know some of you make really, really amazing things, and this is a really, really amazing opportunity. And, I'm not gonna lie to ya-I wish it was me that could win. But I've already applied twice, and felt the heartbreaking rejection! oh! two times. So, be better than me and get out there and submit your fabulous design. I believe in you. You amaze me.

Shine On

I'm a sucker for great packaging. Really, I'm a sucker for most marketing schemes. But if I am aware of being marketed to is it really working? Hmmm....Quandry. My latest love is the new collection of MAC cosmetics by Heatherette. I love the shiny hot pink with the disco ball glitter. It looks a bit like something made for a gift with purchase with a Barbie doll, but I kind of love that. Also, Richie Rich, one of the Heatherette designers, is an old school club kid. That alone gets me interested. Does anyone remember when the club kids were on Geraldo like every other week? Oh, the 90s! I should really attempt to find those episodes on the internet. I'm sure they're out there somewhere.
Glitter eye pencils, hot pink lip gloss. This is what I want to be wearing all the time. (If I could get it together enough to put on makeup in the morning.) Check it! Also, check out the Fafi collection too. The compact case is pretty terrific.

When Will I Party So Glamorously?

Look at this. These guys are drunk, high, the whole bit, but still...still they look so good! I roll home after a night of heavy drinking and could easily pass for Alice Cooper. I really have this idea in my head about the glamour of it all. The 1970s. Studio 54. When it was ok to be totally effed and loving every minute of it. Granted, the whole raving era sort of recaptured that feeling, but it was way too sweaty, and people wore terrible clothes. I want fashion dammit! Bianca Jagger rode into Studio 54 on a white horse for her 30th birthday. I want to ride in on a white horse for my 30th birthday. Well, not really, but can you imagine!?!

You really just can't top that, can you?

My Card

My friend Jen bought me a set of tarot cards for my last birthday. I love it. The tarot knows. Like, for reals.
This is my "lower self" card. My cop out. The five of swords. Look at those guys, just throwing in the towel, dropping their swords and walking away. Basically, it means you've lost interest or hope and you need to accept your limitations. Kind of true for me. Take, for example, this blog. I haven't made a post since March 12! I have mild interest in writing more, but I sit here, compose a few sentences and lose interest. Maybe it's ADD? Hmm. It's actually probably a bit of self consciousness about exposing myself in a public sphere. Trying to get over that. So another post is going to immediately follow this one. If you can't go for quality, why not try quantity?! Also, it's Easter, I can't stop eating, and am hoping this will pause my binge.

ch-ch-ch-changes....

That David Bowie song is my theme song right now. Not really, but kinda. How to describe my mental state right now? Swampy? Manic? Absolutely depressed? Really, who knows. All I know is sometimes you try something and it doesn't work. Or maybe it's just me. It feels like it's just me. It feels like everything is coming up roses for everyone but me. dammit! But I'm trying to sort things out-like what the eff to do with my days. I thought I knew. Apparently I was wrong. So I'm trying a re-invention of sorts. For the oh...what is it now? 20th time. Whatever, I guess that is my thing. So here we are again. What to do? Back to school? Maybe. For now, I drink a tetra of wine and internet shop! One time I woke up and only realized I had done this exact thing due to my credit card poised beside my keyboard, shaming me. Don't worry, I'll remember this time. If only because I posted it all over this internet. Here's a photo of David Bowie. Just because who wants to read a long paragraph of blog speak without a photo at the end. ahh.

hello again

whoah, it appears I have taken a long break at this blogging thing. Spending a week in a fog of the flu and flu medication will do that to a person. Back on track now! I'm feeling spring. Yeah, I know we've got a lot of snow still (in fact, the snow on my lawn is taller than me, but nevermind that!) I want to wear shoes again! And royal blue. I need lots of royal blue clothing and accessories. Like this cute purse. Oh, and today was 50% off day at Goodwill. Yes! As my friend Richard says, "I bet this is how rich people feel at Holt Renfrew. I'll take 2 of those please!!" Here is my mega find of the day. Brown suede boots with a fold over edge. Now if only that snow would start melting.