Friday, March 1, 2013

I Like Gold.

All gold everything.  Loving with these earrings (and I wear them WAY too often) right now.  Hair in a ponytail with bangs and these earrings.  Yes please.


Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Legends of Summer


I've been a bit of a basket case since this tour was announced.  MUST GO.  MUST GET TICKETS. Perfect name for the tour.  Justin.  Jay.  Can't wait.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Scarf, scarf, scarf. Scarves.

Scarves.  I wear them year-round.  Summer time when it's 110 degrees with 100% humidity?  No problem.  I've got a scarf on.  Because I'm always cold.  And if my neck is warm then I'm happy.  And the bigger, the better.  I swear I need an extra closet just for my scarves.

Last summer, I lost one of my favorite scarves in Rhode Island.  And I still lament the loss to this day.  My poor sister had to hear me whine about it for days afterward.  It was from the Gap and I'm pretty sure I got it for a song on clearance but STILL.  I miss it.  I haven't the foggiest idea what on earth happened to it, but it's gone.  Poof.  And I search eBay tirelessly looking for that same scarf with no luck.  What was so great about that scarf?  It was HUGE.  Like, it could double as a neck brace huge.  And that's what I dig.  Late to the game finding out about Theodora & Callum scarves, but at least I showed up to the party.  Maybe I didn't pay attention because they are kind of spendy.  But let's be honest.  If we break it down to cost per wear, it's a GREAT investment.  As long as I don't lose it.  (Don't you LOVE how I justify things?).  Shopbop.com carries some of the styles.  And we all know how I feel about Shopbop (freeshippingandreturnsandnosalestaxinillinoisWHAT!?!?!).

Absolutely loving this one:

And I can't be mad at this one either:

Loving this one as well:

Some people are shoe people.  I'm a scarf person.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Oscars Roundup 2013

Guess who's back!  It's that time of year again.

There were some great looks last night at the ceremony (even more at the after parties).  BUT (and that's a big but) I was in no way, shape or form gasping at anyone this year a la Gwyneth Paltrow in her white get-up from last year.  I was actually kind of bored.

Naomi Watts looked beautiful.  The neckline was so interesting and different.  And she managed to wear sequins and not look like she strolled out of Cache looking like a contestant from Miss America.  Kudos to you, Naomi.  Not an easy thing to accomplish.

Jessica Chastain looked incredible as well.  The thing that tied her ENTIRE look together?  The lip color.  It all would have been SO wrong if she hadn't picked up that lipstick.

Sally Field.  What is there to not love about her.  That was a statement, not a question.  Her skit with Seth?  It made me love her even more.  And I really liked what she chose.  And it would have worked on someone half her age as well (with some serious hardware).  She looked absolutely elegant.

You know that scene in Titanic where Kate Winslet takes a huge sip out of her pint and then proceeds to stand on her tip-tippie toes?  That's how I'm standing on the fence about Jennifer Lawrence.  On one side is the iffy print of the fabric of her gown and the color and the other side is everything I love about her.  She looked gorgeous.  She glowed.  She accessorized LIKE A BOSS.  That back necklace made me coo like a baby.  The way she absolutely owned tripping up the stairs and her interview with reporters after the Oscars made me want to be her friend.  So I fall to the side of just loving her so I have to put her on my favorites list and choose to ignore that her dress was borderline bridal Barbie.  The necklace and the earrings win.
Doesn't she look great draped on the stairs?

Lily Collins.  After the Oscars at Vanity Fair.  Probably my favorite look of the night.  This dress and her look is on another level.  It all just worked.  She got the hair right.  The makeup was flawless.  And it all could have gone oh-so-very wrong.  But it didn't.  And I applaud her.

HATE to admit this but I loved Miley's dress at the after party as well.  Not on board with her hair style but the dress was on point.

This probably isn't up anyone else's alley but I, for one, loved this on Leslie Mann.  The color, the sleeves, the detail.  Retro-chic without looking like a serious mess.

Diane Kruger.  Risky.  But I love it on her.


And getting down to business.  The misses of the night.

I must start with Anne Hathaway.  WHY?  Did she not consult Rachel Zoe?  Why would she choose a dress that had darts in the fabric that made her look like he had robo-nipples? Years from now, NO ONE is going to remember that it was the night she won her first Oscar.  They'll remember it was the year of the nipple dress.  I kind of expected whipped cream to come shooting out of her boobs after she won the award.  And even without the added nipple effect, it looked like it was something Drew Barrymore wore in 1994 during her flower child phase.  And that necklace?  Just awful.

Kristen Stewart.  Why do producers think it's a good idea to let her present anything at all.  They must know she is going to sound like she is so bored and put out.  Entertainment factor?  Something for us to talk about the next day?  She rolled out of bed and threw a dress on.  At least her hair looked clean?  Would it have killed her to run a brush through the hair?

Zoe Saldana.  Too many things are wrong here.  Clearly, she wasn't trying to win back Mr. Cooper.

Selma Hayek?  Doesn't she have access to like 95% of the designers in the world?  Her husband owns most of them!  No joke.  Then tell me why this happened.  Someone.  Please tell me.  And who let her wear a tiara.  No, no, no and no.

And I'm citing both Heidi Klum and Brandi Glanville (whythehellwassheeventhere) with terrible boob exposure.

 
There, you have it.  Until next year!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Liquid Gold Stud Earrings.

Liquid Gold Stud Earrings.  That name alone would make me want to buy the earrings without having even seen them.  But then I saw them.
And then I loved them.  And decided I needed them in my life.  And it was F&F discount time.  And then I bought them.  For myself.  As a belated birthday present.  Because it's okay to buy yourself birthday presents, right?

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Hot Box.

No, not a box that is warm in temperature nor a box that is attractive.  The act of being hot boxed.  With a fart.

Bucky Gossard (Buckles the dog) likes to hot box under blankets and then kill you with the stench when you shift and the gas seeps out.  Others like to do it on a first date.  And not even crack a window to throw you a bone.  True story.  This happened to me.  I mean, I would have at least liked to have teased him but with NO indication that a sense of humor existed, I didn't dare go into uncharted territory.  So instead, we both pretended that it didn't happen and I damn near suffocated. And it did not smell good.  It smelled like something died.

Adventures in dating.

Friday, May 11, 2012

When Your Feet Hurt...

...or when you get sick of your kicks you apparently take off your shoes and ditch them right then and there.  How do I know?  I witnessed this.
Spotted: one touristy-looking pair of white kicks downtown Chicago at approximately LaSalle and Ohio.  I wonder a lot of things about the owner, er- former owner.  But mostly I wonder if he (or she?!?!) misses the shoes and/or regrets ditching them.  I had to resist the urge to try them on to see if they'd fit me*.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Business Casual.

I've had my eye on this lovely little watch since I first laid eyes on it.  Isn't it puuuurrrrty?
Reminds me a little of the classic Cartier Tank.  Kind of. I have champagne taste (Cartier) but have a beer budget (Pabst Blue Ribbon beer, not even Corona- I'm unemployed people!).  So imagine when I was perusing the clearance section and stumbled upon this watch!  I snatched it up and scored it for $64 .  And I know it will make me feel very business-like when I wear it. Just you wait and see.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Take Me to The Met.

I haven't ever done a round up of The Met Ball before.  There's always a first time for everything (I hear that's what Justin said to Britney. Shhh...don't tell Jessica).

So here you have it, folks.  My absolute favorite from the night I think might have to be Ginnifer Goodwin.  Kudos to Monique L.  Makes me want to overdose on Vitamin C but not in a bad way.

Dianna Agron is pure perfection.  The dress, the hair, the face.  Well the face is hers.  But it's pretty.

And Julia's niece.  Emma.
That one is certainly coming into her own as a little fashionista.  The color mixed with the belt and the peplum.  It'll certainly end up in her 10 best looks if InStyle ever does that featurette about her.  And they will.

Tom and Gisele.
We get it.  You're gorgeous.  You're rich.  You're perfect.  And you laugh together.  And you like to rub it in.  I can't say I blame you.  In fact it looks like Tom may be trying to impregnate his bride with his magical hand powers.  Don't be surprised if there is a little baby Brady part 2 here in 9 months (er, part 3.  Sorry, Bridge).

And I really dig Rihanna's dress.  It's plain and safe (for her at least) but the texture is refreshing and I feel like it's a different look for RiRi.  Plain and safe isn't what the Met Gala is about (just ask SJP- see below).

Katharine McPhee is flawless.  And she also is a dead ringer for Mary Louise Parker here.  No?

And then there's Beyonce.
I see butt cheek.  And I'm going to call her Barbie.  Because that's what she looked like in EVERY SINGLE photo with that pose.  Arms that won't bend.  Barbie.  Boom.  Would've been better if Ken would've been there with her.  Note to Bey-bey: THIS is how you do sheer with lace (and plumage?).
Ms. Mara got it right. Oh so very right.

Bella Swan.  She will always and only be Bella Swan.  That get-up.  Nope.  No.  Uh-uh.  Negative.

Just no.  To everything.  It's a jagged crossword puzzle paired with AC Slater's leather jacket-turned skirt circa 1991.  And some shoes she borrowed from Diane Keaton.  At least she took some time to do her hair! *

And Rachel Zoe.  I like the dress and love the accessories (true).  And she is the look of health and nourishment (false)!
Positive: at least the above photo isn't not as bad as this.

But still.

And Carrie Bradshaw showed up in a dress made out of my Grandma's curtains.  And not my stylish Grandma.  The other one.
Is that a cat crawled up and taking a nap on the couch?  I can't hate on the structure of the dress but I can hate on the print.  And let's not leave out the bow.  I wonder if it smelled like real-life old lady upholstery.  I sure hope it did.  Then that would make it authentic and then you could really call it vintage.  I'm going to end this one on a positive.  I love the cuffs.  There.

And just in case you forgot about Mr. and Mrs. Perfect.  Here is a reminder to send you on your way.

Let's Not Sugarcoat Anything.

Sometimes you just want to say exactly what you mean.  And sometimes you're cranky.  And then these would be appropriate.

I was shopping with Patrick last week and was at Haberdash in River North and saw these little business cards.  For $10, you can have these on hands to really tell people how you feel.  Did someone park you in and you can't even Austin Powers your way out?  Slip this card onto the windshield.  No explanation necessary.

I'm feeling a little salty today, can you tell?