Monday, December 19, 2011

Leopard & Lavender

Hi, my old friends!! Have you had a chance to visit and follow me at my new home, Leopard and Lavender?

Some of the highlights of the new site include [but are obviously not limited to]:

  • Posting every single day.
  • Fashion.
  • Cooking.
  • DIY projects.
  • Product Reviews.
  • and did I mention, a new post every day??
I do hope you'll come visit me at L&L, follow, subscribe, LIKE, tweet, pin, the whole nine yards... because YOU'RE the ones who got me there in the first place, and I'd like YOU to be the ones who join me on the new journey. Hope you enjoy :)

Thursday, December 8, 2011

I'VE MOVED!

Hello Loyal Readers!!! I could not be more excited to share my newest blogging adventure with you, and wanted you to be the first to know.

I will let the new space do all the talking, so without further adieu... I present:



Please follow, subscribe, LIKE it, TWEET it, share it with everyone you know. I am glad to have my StopShop readers joining me in the new adventure, and I promise [beyond promise] to not let you down like the last time.

Love,

Kelli

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Are we there yet?

My brain has been hurting and so has my heart over the outcome of my blog. Man, I sure blew it. Sure. Did. Let me explain...

I took on this huge ordeal of "one year without shopping." In that year, I moved, had my heart broken, changed jobs, dealt with family illnesses, and ultimately went on the biggest personal and professional rollercoaster life has given me yet. And, I did it all without my biggest coping mechanism- shopping. For that, I am very proud. Granted- there was one, NEAR breakdown in an Anthropologie dressing room. But, it was just that- near. And I walked out without a single new thing (even that beautiful blazer I still have dreams about).

When it was finally time to take my pretty plastic cards to Nordstrom, I did just that. I shopped, and shopped. And I still shop and shop. And for whatever reason, I hit a personal place where writing was no longer important. I didn't care. You know how after you do a really tough workout, or go through something traumatizing- and your body just aches and so does your mind? That is where I was. I did not have the capactiy in my brain to even write a word. I lost sight of this blog and its readers, I lost sight of the people who were waiting to see what I got.

How rude of me! Now, I must say... I'm a humble enough person that I find it odd that people cared. But you all really did! I took you on a journey of my highs and lows and then hoarded all my sparkly new belongings in my closet. Don't worry, I'm paying you back...

Right now, this blog is no longer called "StopShop." It is under construction and I am redoing the look, the feel, the topics, even the name. It will still be my voice, my vision, and my life. But I am swinging the doors wide open and blowing some glitter on it... literally.
I am excited and proud of where I'm taking this, and can't wait for the big reveal. Stay tuned, and don't mind the glittery dust that is around while I'm under construction.

One thing I can promise you is that writing is my true passion in life, and I'll not abandon that again. I want to create... and I do that with my words. So get stoked... because I definitely am.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

I am Not an Artist.

I wish I was. But I am just not. I'm not. I try... I try to "sketch," but once I tried to "sketch" a peacock feather and it ended up looking like a Greek Salad. I used to be a "photographer" and not to toot my own horn (actually, I am absolutely tooting my own horn), but I won awards and stuff. But then I just decided I didn't want to take pictures anymore. It bored me. So there's that.

I can't sculpt, I can't paint, I can't even properly hot glue rhinestones on anything. The artist gene was handed to my really awesome big brother, Jake. He is fantastic. We used to watch these 'drawing videos' together, called The Secret City. It was this really cool dude, Commander Mark, and he walked you through each step to draw a SWEET picture. Here is Commander Mark now:


WHAT a stud. Jake's drawings always matched what was on the TV (a really cool city) while mine ended up looking like a rabbit or cloud or sandwich. It's ok, my parents are still proud of me for other things.

Anyways, Jake is STILL an artist, WHAT? I know. Rad. SO rad. He actually has this really legit website, http://www.jrydevisuals.com/ where he sells his art. Furniture out of street signs or snowboards? YOU BET. Talk about sustainable furniture that will make your place look like you know what's up. I mean, Pottery Barn is old news. If you want a cool crib you should probably take a look.


And how about THIS? He just made the cutest jewelry I've probably ever seen. Fortunately for me, it was my lunch break when I stumbled across this FANTASTIC discovery and was able to call and place my order. Check is in the mail as we speak. WANT. All his info is on the card and really you guys, these are cute. I mean this is coming from me, who has plain "diamond" (cv...) studs in my ears right now. This would be such a cute addition to any boring outfit. "Oh, hey Kelli, you're wearing jeans and a vneck again? You're so boring. But wait, what are those? Are those mini Dick Tracy revolver earrings?" Yeah looks like I win again.


Please, visit JRydeVisuals and maybe check out his Etsy shop. It would behoove you to do so.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

My MUST HAVES for Fall.

I feel if I was an appropriate fashion blogger, I'd be doing a post called "my must-haves for fall." So I'm going to go ahead and do that.

I feel like here is where I'd write something appropriate about pumpkin spice lattes and falling leaves. I don't really like any of that. For real, PUMPKIN in my COFFEE??? Whoa whoa whoa, that is crossing some boundaries, mostly because I imagine all pumpkins as jack-o-lanterns, and those have feelings. But I would like to see Maine in the fall, I hear it's beautiful. Does that count? I think it really does.

Now, I would write about what I want for fall.

1. A sequin (pronounced sa-queen) sweater. I live my life imagining I'm a disco ball. I'd very much like to look like one too. I once tried on a sequin tube dress and it was really tight and also I felt like I couldn't sit down. I feel like a sweater would be a good match. This one is cute:


2. A "kimono" jacket. I really like baggy things and layering, so this really fits my lifestyle. I just like not showing even a little bit of midriff and I tackle that by adding as much fabric to my torso as possible. This is really cute and I feel probably very comfortable and I am pretty sure I'd love it.


3. Some bright colored skinny jeans. I do not like wearing baggy things on bottom. I don't like skirts that are full or flowy, I don't like wide leg jeans, I like skinnies. OKAY? Gosh. In addition to that, I love and I mean love bright colors. And I think a pair of red-ish pants or something would really make me mucho chic. Don't fret. I wouldn't dare pair them with the kimono jacket.


4. These boots. They don't even need a write up. I want them.


Now, I want to warn you all it is still in the 90's where I live. Expect a revised version of this list once it gets freezing beyond freezing. K thanks, bye!

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Don't Call it a Comeback.

Here I am, ready to blog. Why am I so weird that I just had to stop completely for awhile? No one will ever know. Well, I mean maybe someone will know but I don’t have a billion dollars to pay for a therapist to tell me why I am the way I am. When I get that billion, I guess we’ll all know.
Anyways, what’s new? I shop now, so that is pretty neat. But I mean, I am not a compulsive shopper. I have gotten some new things though, and I fully intend on blogging about them. This blog will continue to be fashion oriented, but fashion (contrary to what all of you think) is NOT my life. I do love fashion blogs, but I also love laughing. Laughing is my favorite thing to do, and fashion blogs are never super funny. Sometimes the girls in them wear funny outfits but that is the wrong kind of funny.

Just saying.

I will also probably write about serious things too. I recently had an ex tell me that I am TOO fun. Thanks! But really. Apparently I need to be serious sometimes?? Which is lucky because I have a lot of very, very serious things in my life. So I guess I’ll start acknowledging them.

For example, did you know I have what is called a “cancer gene?” See, things just got serious. A few years ago, I had genetic testing done due to my family history. Don’t worry, they didn’t stick pins into my brain, just took some of my blood and analyzed my DNA. Now, many of you might view knowing I have a “cancer gene” as a life ending scenario. YOU DING DONGS! I am so lucky- I get extra tests and IF (that is a big if) I ever get cancer, I’ll know way before it is even bad. So I basically am going to live forever, suck on that!

Well, so I thought. About a week ago, I was sitting at my desk and wearing this really cute dress and I looked down and spotted a cancerous mole that I’d never seen before. It was raised, asymmetrical, and wasn’t there the day before. It fit every single warning on those scary mole posters you see at the doctor’s. “Oh Mylanta,” I thought, “I’m about to die.” I thought for sure my entire leg was going to be amputated, if I was lucky. I mean, I am only 24… I’ve never been to Europe! I haven’t been on the Today Show! I haven’t published a book! I am too young to die!

I did my best to push the death mole out of my mind for awhile and finish up some work. But I couldn’t think about anything else, I was dying a slow death in a cubicle, what a way to go. Tragic, really. I could only hope fame would find me in the afterlife. I looked down to investigate it again. It was gone! It is a miracle, basically a direct, personalized gift from God! I would have to write Him a thank you card immediately (if you wait too long, you might as well not send it).

Okay not really. It was chocolate protein. Shoot. I literally had chocolate on my leg and had planned my entire funeral in my head. It was a low point, I’ll admit. But no lower than the time I had SARS, and definitely not lower than when I was dying of West Nile Virus.

Why did I share this with the entire Internet? Well, I was talking to my hairstylist, Dez, and telling her about how my life nearly ended but really I just was being silly. And she laughed and laughed and said THAT is what I should blog about.

So there you go. I am back. You’re welcome.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Now what?

So, I'm back. I miss my blog. I took a good 2 months off, which I just needed. I needed it a lot. I started to feel like my blog was a homework assignment, which pained me. I lost the will to try and be funny and witty and entertain people. When something feels like an obligation, it is no longer fun. So I took a little break, but now I'm back. BUT, the heavy lingering question remains... NOW WHAT?

Honestly. What do I write about now? As the video in the previous post states, I can't write about Roxanne or macaroni and cheese. I mean I just don't think anyone wants to read that.

So what do you want to read? What do you want to see on my blog? Here comes the time to comment. You can comment anonymously, so even if you want to post a comment saying "I DON'T WANT YOU TO WRITE ANYTHING EVER AGAIN," you can do that. It won't hurt my feelings, and if it does, I won't tell you. I look forward to hearing from everyone, and if I hear from no one... well then this blog will drastically transform to a slideshow of cats and cheese and picture's of me with PBR. Just saying.

IGNITE BOISE

On April 21, 2011, I presented at Ignite Boise 6. IB6 is an amazing free event in my community that brings together ALL different people who are there to share ideas. Basically, it is a variety of presenters who each have exactly 5 minutes and 20 slides to share WHATEVER they want, as long as they aren't selling something. They choose about 15 people to present... and against my will, I presented. You see, my cousin had presented about a year or two ago, and he suggested I submit my blog as a topic. HECK NO I thought. There is a reason I write, and don't video blog very often. I am not comfortable talking, I am not comfortably with people looking at me... I prefer to hide behind words. That is why you'll never see me as a TRUE fashion blogger. I will never be comfortable taking photos of myself and my outfits. Unless I've been drinking. And I can't drink every day. I just can't. So anyways, despite my fears, I climbed onstage at the Egyptian Theater in downtown Boise (one of the most amazing places in the world), and spoke to about 700ish people. Maybe more people, maybe less. Who knows. I pretended they weren't there.

Anyways, I blacked out during my presentation, but luckily they filmed it and put it on YouTube so you all can enjoy it now. 


If you liked this, please visit http://www.igniteboise.com/ where you can view a lot of other presentations for your enjoyment.

Monday, April 18, 2011

The Idaho Statesman.

So my big surprise a few weeks ago is that I was going to be in The Idaho Statesman!! It was a pretty big day for me, and super exciting! I am really proud that I accomplished my goal and was able to share it with others. Here is a link to the article, and a photo of the big spread! Enjoy!

http://www.idahostatesman.com/2011/04/04/1598008/no-shirts-no-shoesno-nothing-for.html

Thursday, April 7, 2011

April 1.

So, I have gotten many inqueries asking how the big shopping trip went. And all I can say is AMAZING. Then I got back to the real world. I have had an extremely busy week at work and honestly just haven't had time to take pictures of everything. So for that, I am very sorry to people who have been sort of waiting. I am going to take pictures of EVERY SINGLE ITEM this weekend and upload them, but let me just tell you it was a success...  I mean, I obviously have spent the week putting together the world's cutest outfits every morning with my brand new clothes, and then strut around the office saying "OH THIS?? IT SURE IS NEW!!" even if no one has asked. And I not only had a great shopping trip but a fabulous time with my best friend, Rachel. And she was SO KIND to document the first purchase. So, while I must hurry to bed and get my rest for a busy Friday at work tomorrow, I leave you with a little photo montage of my very first shopping trip after an entire year of not shopping.

Shoe Fetish Boise

If you have read my blog throughout the long, long year... you'll notice I shout out to a store called Shoe Fetish, and often. It is my understanding that Boise, ID has other shoe stores... I just don't really go to them. Nothing (and I literally mean nothing) compares to the service and unique shoes you'll see at Shoe Fetish. I have known this since they opened a few years ago. The owner, Nancy Irwin, and her daughter Bree have become friends of mine, and I really enjoy visiting the store. I follow them on Facebook and Twitter, and it has been pretty rough spending a year seeing the cute updates from them and knowing I can't have anything. However, about a month ago... they tweeted me about an amazing giveaway they had that was happening April 1. They thought I would love it. April 1... I can shop then... I'm interested. Turns out, the giveaway was just exclusive to me. As a gift for completing ONE YEAR WITHOUT SHOPPING, Shoe Fetish decided to give me this gorgeous, stunning, beautiful pair of Badgley Mischka shoes. And I own them. And they are by far the most to die for shoes I own (and honestly probably will ever own). There will never be enough words to express the gratitude for my gift... and Nancy, I cannot WAIT to come in and get the Seychelles this weekend!!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

FIRST VIDEO BLOG

This is my first video blog. It is very awkward. Enjoy.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Journey vs. Destination.

Here we are, 3 days left. Could I be more excited? NOPE. I really couldn't, this is thrilling. I have gone 362 days without shopping? MAGNIFICENT. Unbelievable. And SO glad it is nearly over. Why? Because I accomplished something that I never thought I would accomplish. And I'll be honest, it wasn't really as hard as I thought. It was just a matter of willpower.

So, the next couple of days- I will be treating you all to something called a Vlog (I think). No, it is not a disease or anything. It is a Video Blog. Maybe I'll just call it a Video Blog...Vlog makes my tummy hurt. Anyways, I am out of things to write about. That, or I am simply TOO EXCITED that I can't breathe and don't feel like writing. So I'd rather TALK, which is something I am super good at.

I am boarding a jet plane on THURSDAY and pointing it towards San Diego, California. I will video blog as often as possible... and there will be a cameo from BFF Rachel (whether she agrees or not). I thought this would be a fun way to end the year, and also an EASY way to show you everything I buy.

I also have a few announcements coming... but maybe I'll save those for next week. Needless to say, things are BLOWING UP this last week and I am stoked. Floating on a cloud.

So, with 3 days left... I find myself wondering what I've actually accomplished here. Is it the journey- the year without shopping, that I am excited about- or the destination. April 1, 2011... shop until I drop? You would think in this case, the destination wins. But NOPE. Believe it or not, this cliched blog post is about the journey...

A few years ago, I was driving up to Moscow, ID for a wedding. I don't know if anyone has made that drive, but I find the farmland BEAUTIFUL. I wanted to stop and take pictures, but the driver insisted we had to get there as quick as possible.  In fact, we were speeding so that we could get just past Moscow- to Spokane aka Nordstrom Rack. You know, we had to get some shopping in BEFORE the weekend began. So I guess this was a journey to shop. We were driving WAY too fast, I was carsick, I didn't get to take ANY pictures... and we got to Nordstrom Rack... and I found NOTHING I liked. So we went to regular Nordstrom, and again... everything SUCKED. The salesgirl was hellbent on me buying this stupid romper because she was wearing the same one and OMGWASNTITCUTE??? Nope, it sucked. We could have had an enjoyable roadtrip, but instead it was awful (full of fighting the entire time, um red flag anyone??)... and it wasn't even worth it at the end.

I mean, I get it, I am stretching it here. The metaphor is too literal. BUT IT IS A TRUE STORY, which I think is a nice touch. Anyways, yeah.... I am finally here- I finally will be able to shop. And that rocks. But more so, it rocks what I did. I don't care if I am bragging, I accomplished something that people said I was crazy to do. I DID IT. I didn't slip up, I was never found in a pile of jeans foaming at the mouth. I learned that I can do ANYTHING I choose, as long as I set my mind to it and have self control. The amount of willpower and self control I have is A LOT stronger than I gave myself credit for, which I think is pretty cool.

So basically, yeah, I may or may not be standing outside of H&M Friday morning, waiting for them to let me in. But the rest of my life, I won't remember every single shopping trip. Nope, but I WILL remember that time I went a year without shopping, and I'll be pretty proud of myself!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Grandma

The photo above is not a stock photo. I did not Google "stylish woman in the 1950's." No, friends, THAT beautiful, incredible woman is my grandma. That is my dad's mom, Edith. It is my professional opinion that she was the most beautiful woman that ever lived. I was lucky enough to grow up down the street from my grandparents, and spent a lot of time admiring old family photos. I always, always asked Grandma if she still had those shoes, or that coat, or that dress. I spent a lot of time gazing at her purses and jewelry and wishing that when I was older, I could be as glamorous as her. Now my dad always laughs and says he could go 20 years without shopping, so maybe I didn't inherit my fashion sense from him- though Papa, Wranglers are pretty in this season!! Perhaps, I got it from Grandma. Perhaps my lifelong desire to be the most stylish girl ever started before I even realized and the seed was planted by looking at all these photos when I was younger. Sure, I could say that I just really love Lauren Conrad's style, or that Posh Spice is who got me into heels (in the 4th grade, fact). But I'm pretty sure the source is a little closer... so enjoy these family photos of my gorgeous Grandma. I know looking at them not only gives me outfit ideas, but really inspires me to try a little harder to get ready each morning. Stunning.

That's her. <3

 
In love with the smile and the boots :)

Even her casual clothes were classier than anything I own!





My aunts, Donna and Karen.
ALWAYS dressed to the nines.

Donna, Karen, the twins- Doug and Dave, and my dad.

I love the twins matching, and the girls' hats.

A more recent photo... I'd wear everything in it!

I hope you all can appreciate these photos, they are definitely very important to my family and our history. Sorry to my aunts and uncles for showcasing you in your younger years... but I hope you brought a smile to your face! I know looking through everything and choosing which ones to share was fun. **And may I just say, the Ryder genes are STRONG. I thought I saw photos of ALL of my cousins mixed in... turns out it was you guys :-)

Now if everyone will excuse me, I need to go clean out my closet of ALL ripped denim, flip flops, and threadbare tees.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

DIY Shoesies.

SO, turns out, I am pretty boring. I mean, in the past few months I have watched the ENTIRE series of The OC. I am about to wrap up season 4 meaning I literally have watched like years worth of TV. Also, Chris Brown is in this season-- who would have ever guessed that he'd go MMA on Rhianna's face a few years down the road??

Most nights, I lounge under 8 pounds of blankets and my cat. Bless her heart, she thinks I am a pillow. I think it is because it is SO cold outside. In the summers, I am always outdoors and being social, but these winter months have been ROUGH. I just like to be snuggled and asleep by like... 9:15. 

I do have a pretty creative side though- a side the TV has yet to melt. Considering my house cannot be decorated any more... I turned to my closet, and I fancied up some shoes! I had these AWFUL peep toe flat thingies from Target like 4 years ago. I wore them a lot when I had to wear black dress pants. But now I can wear skinny jeans all day every day (you know, because I have the best job ever), and these just didn't go. SO, I found some little flowers from Craft Warehouse and glued them on.


OK so lets all be truthful here. OMG I HATE THEM. Seriously. Okay, maybe not hate. But they just aren't as cute as I'd hoped.

BUT, the wheels started turning... and I remembered another pair of shoes I HATE but saved. When I was going to prom my senior year, I had this TO DIE FOR dress. I went to get some metallic flip flops because a) my boyfriend was short [sorry if you read this!! you're not SHORT, I'm just tall] and b) I never, ever wore heels then. But the sales guy was super duper aggressive and persuaded me to buy these metallic HEELS. He told me my legs looked stumpy (I had flip flops on at the time of purchase) and that if I bought these heels... well then I'd have supermodel legs. I believed him, ignoring the fact I had a LONG DRESS. Ugh, no one even saw my shoes and I looked WAY TOO TALL IN THE PICTURE GOSH PROM WAS RUINED. Well in all honesty, it was a combo of my shoes and my hair... I wanted long curls, and I ended up looking like Shirley Temple. Sigh.

Anyways. Here is how the shoes turned out! What do you think? I forgot to take a before picture, I got so excited to glue on the flowers. I think this outcome quite a bit. I think they'll be a fun going out shoe... oh I don't know, say if I was in Las Vegas?? GREAT, I am going there in May! Perf.


Thoughts? I am pretty stoked. And for those wondering, yes, I still have my prom dress that these originally were paired with. It is in my closet right now. I've been waiting for someone to invite me to a spring formal for adults. No one will. Rude.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

BLONDIE.

When I was a young little tot, I had very long, very blonde hair. It looked a little something like this:


When I turned about 14, I realized the joys of cutting it all off, bleaching it beyond all belief, or coloring it black. My hair has been through SO many phases... all of them complimenting where my life was at that time.

Dark:

Short:

Blonde:

Messy:

Who knows what you call this color:

Super Dark:

And the current look, long and blonde:

I can't choose my favorite, but there is something about having really long blonde hair that I just love. If I am ever in an outfit rut (UM HELLO, when am I NOT in an outfit rut???) I just make my hair pretty big and curled and know that at least I have that going for me.

I now work in the fitness industry, and maybe should focus more on my abs than my locks, but I still make plenty of time to see my stylist every 5 weeks on the dot. If I can't get new shoes, I can make up for it by having pretty hair.

Every five weeks, you will find me at Graeber and Company visiting my stylist Deseree. If you are in the Boise area, this is the place to go. The receptionists are super nice, the salon is gorgeous, and the stylists know their stuff. Granted, I may be partial to Miss Dez, and to be honest you REALLY, really should entrust your hair to her care... but she is a busy girl because her talent isn't quite so secret. So you need to call them, now, and schedule. 208.343.4915. She works wonders and I have never left bummed out because I didn't get what I wanted. PLUS, look at how CUTE she is:


It is my hopes that perfect hair will distract you all from the fact that I am an outfit repeater.  A lot of days, as you've seen, I pull the side braid look. But the past few weeks have been pretty rough. I hate my winter clothes and I am dying without new things. So I have been getting up a few minutes earlier and putting effort into curling my hair, straightening it, or trying new styles. I just really hope that people will compliment Deseree's hard work on the color and not notice that my jeans are worn out or my shoes have been on my feet for 8 solid days. AND, to top it off, once I can shop again, my hair will be AMAZING and then I'll have the combo of THAT plus a beautiful new outfit to really just shove my confidence through the roof. I have really learned that hair is totally part of fashion and your overall look and to put just as much effort into it as your clothes.

Hair totally sets your mood and is as much (if not more) a part of style as your earrings or dress. When I had super dark hair, I may have thought I was a Kardashian. Lots of black clothes, dark makeup, and tall tall shoes. When it was short, I was super into tshirts, jeans, and Chucks. THAT was a bad phase, totally not me. And now, I feel beachy chic. I am most comfortable with light makeup and ballet flats.

Hair is fashion in itself, and just another way to reflect who you are and who you want to be. Granted... being a blonde has its downsides. I need all my fingers and toes to count how many times I've been treated like a dumb blonde over the past month... but thats okay. Because if I were to color my hair back to dark, I wouldn't feel like myself. And lets be honest... long blonde hair has sort of always been who I am...

Monday, March 14, 2011

The Countdown is ON!

YES, it is true, we are in the final month of this journey. HOT DOG did that year go by fast OR WHAT?

Actually, for some of you you're probably like 'Does Kelli Ryder HAVE to continue this blog? Hasn't it been going on for like 3 and a half years?' Which is actually sort of how I feel when people are pregnant. Like jeez louise, some people seem to be pregnant longer than I've even known them, turns out they're only in their 5th month. Is that rude? Sorry to anyone I know who is pregnant, I'm not actually talking about you. I promise. Seriously, I'm not.

Anyways, YES we are in the final stretch, thank the heavens. AND I have a little countdown going on. I downloaded this great app on my iPhone:
And used this GORG photo from Chanel and as you can see, it promptly alerts me I have 18 days left.
EEEEEEK! Tomorrow, it will say 17 days. And then 16, 15... etc... etc....
 
AND THEN I WILL FINALLY HAVE NEW CLOTHES AND NOT HATE MY LIFE ANYMORE!**
 
**I don't actually hate my life, at all. But as I type this, I am wearing the oldest clothes in the history of time and I feel so stupid and boring. IS IT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR A PAIR OF CUTE, BRIGHT COLORED PAPERBAG TROUSERS AND NEW HEELS???
 
SO, as promised, lots of fun posts coming in the final month. Thanks for sticking with me... mostly through these last 18 days. Primarily because I saw a great tee at Target for $16.99 and genuinely wondered if anyone would know if I bought it then, or in April. I mean, what is a few weeks? I didn't buy it, obv, but let me tell you... I thought about it. And the idea of it promptly gave me a horrific facial rash. Actually, I had an allergic reaction to medicine. But we can pretend my hideous face condition was my conscience telling me NO.
 
Anywho, hope everyone is adjusting nicely to the time change, donating their extra money to Japan, and being grateful for everything they have. LOVE YOU ALL!

Spring Cheer.

In Rihanna's new song, she has (IN MY OPINION) the grossest line in the history of songs. I mean, great beat, love her voice... but lets be honest. She references a smell she is fond of. Google it. You may gag. Just being honest, it caught me off guard. The fact that my dad occasionally swings by this blog is making me refrain from typing it out... but if you know what it is, you'll all understand why it nearly caused me to drive my car into a tree. Barf. I guess I am easily surprised these days.

In all honesty, a lot of things have caught me off guard lately. I mean, the air is just full of change. For starters, Justin Bieber cut his hair. The realization I am 18 days away from shopping (how did it get here so fast?) and will soon join normal humans in purchasing things and not feel guilty for eyeing sale racks. And the fact that it is the middle of March- not for the fact I am ohsoclose to shopping, but that winter is vanishing. I stepped outside and I don't know what was in the air (certainly not the same thing that is in the air in Rihanna's song). But I took a deep breath in, and it did not smell like winter. It did not smell like cold... but instead freshness, newness. My lungs not only filled with fresh, March air, but the realization that with the season change comes change within me.

You all know I am a big Twitter fan... and yesterday, Lil Wayne (there is just a lot of hip hop reference for a post about springtime) tweeted "A wish won't change anything. A decision will." AND I just really like that. I could wish for a happy spring and summer, I could wish that the warm air will bring me all the happiness in the world. Or I could just decide that it will.

So I decided. I decided the next few months will just be the best of my entire life. And I just want to bring joy to myself and those around me.

Today, I decided my little bit of joy would be this purple J. Crew flower. Such a little thing, but it is the littlest things that bring us joy. Do whatever it takes to make sure you are happy, each and every day. If it means wearing an obsolete, unnecessary hair accessory, then so be it.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

CURSE OF THE JORTS.

DISASTER. Disaster. THIS IS A DISASTER.

I was perusing http://www.perezhilton.com/ early today, and found this photo of Zac Efron. Zac is super hot, I love him to be quite honest. BUT LETS BE REAL HERE.

EVEN ZAC EFRON CANNOT WEAR JORTS, BECAUSE HE IS A BOY.

And, Zac, if you're trying to get your girlfriend back, its not going to work. Though, she may want to rendevous so she can borrow your jorts.

BOYS: DON'T WEAR JORTS!!

This is something I am very passionate about, fact.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Grumps.

So, I am just popping by to say HEY...

Yep, I am still alive. I just have not felt very motivated to write lately... and I don't want to give you a half assed post. I have a few drafted, but am going to wait until I am out of this funk to edit and publish them.

In recent news, I have 25 days left on this journey. And don't worry, I will get PLENTY more posts in before then.

Talk to you all soon =)

Thursday, February 17, 2011

My First Purchase...

I CAN'T BELIEVE THE YEAR IS ALMOST UP. I have really decreased blogging, and increased online window shopping. I have full shopping carts on so many sites. Sigh. I cannot AND I MEAN CANNOT wait to click that shiny order button. Sigh.

Everyone keeps saying "ARE YOU GOING TO GO CRAAAAZY?" No, I'm not a ding dong! I am going to make very well thought out purchases. Why would I fill my closet with crap that I will never wear? I learned my lesson. You see, I went an entire year without shopping- and was forced to wear all the impulse crap I bought before. Stupid tshirts that don't even fit right.

My literal FIRST purchase is going to be these:
These Michael Antonio black wedges. I know, for a fact, that I will get the most use out of a pair of all black wedges. And these really are just great. I check Piperlime EVERY DAY to make sure my size is still in stock. And I will absolutely overnight them. And wear them to work EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I have this strange obsession with wedges and skinny jeans. And these, THESE, are going to look SO. GREAT.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Fancy Pants.

As most of you know, I live in Boise, ID. Gross. Just kidding, not gross. But I mean... come on. When our Macy's got True Religions it was like the best day of all time. And I don't even like True Religions. There just aren't a lot of shopping options here. There is one place though that is A MUST. It is a local boutique that I adore with literally the cutest name of all time: Fancy Pants.

This store is located downtown and has the best selection for denim in Boise. In fact, Fancy Pants is the FIRST place I ever purchased premium denim from... in my life. They were a pair of True Religion Joey's. My style has since changed, and they always are fully stocked with skinnies for me. I have gotten J. Brands, Rich and Skinnies, Genetics, and William Rast there. The owners, Courtney and Jaime, honestly give the BEST customer service of all time. They remember customers, they remember their style, and visiting the store is like visiting friends. I obviously don't have a ton of money to spend (silly tuition, silly rent, silly money) but I am treated with the same service no matter what. Because of this, I honestly don't even know what other boutiques are IN Boise. Are there any? See... who even knows.

I still visit the shop when I am feeling blue and unstylish to visit the girls and see what they have. I have told them I will literally be sleeping outside of the front door the night of March 31 and be ready to SHOP. Here is what I'm genuinely jonesing for:
These Current/Elliot harvest shorts. True story, in the summer, I LIVE in jorts. And yah... I absolutely call them jorts. Jorts=jean shorts. Yeah, I'm 11. **ALSO FOR MY MALE READERS: Jean shorts on girls? ADORB. Jean shorts on YOU? Gross. Boys- Jorts are a no. xoxo!
This Haute Hippie Crystal Blouse. Well two things about me that are upsettingly true? I LOVE blouses, and I LOVE sparkle. Combine the two and I need to take a seat and compose myself. I am so in love with this blouse. So cute. SO me. Imagine it with jorts? Sigh.
Now maybe we should discuss this Rebecca Taylor dress. I sort of envision myself just in really ANY situation, and this dress seems like it'd be just perfect to wear. Plus, it has POCKETS. Really if ANYTHING has pockets, I'll buy it.

Okay, I honestly haven't even gotten to the greatest part yet. I like to save that for last. Fancy Pants is now... ONLINE.
YEP! http://www.fpstyle.com/ SO any of you readers that are NOT a hop skip and jump from downtown Boise? You can just LEAVE MY BLOG RIGHT NOW and head over to FPSTYLE. I'd love to keep rambling, but honestly, I've said it all. This is an amazing local boutique, with amazing owners, and amazing clothes. They absolutely have a lifetime customer in me... and lucky for Fancy Pants (and really lucky for me), in a mere 44 days, I will be a returning customer.