I wore this last Wednesday.

{Blouse: Similar | Similar Jeans: Target or J.Crew }

You know what's cruel? Posting old photos of a good hair day on a day that you aren't having a good hair day. It's a reminder of what could have been. Sigh.

This post was about to become an ode to mint jeans, but as I was looking at these photos I realized that these "ankle-cut jeans" don't actually hit my ankles. I'm eye-balling it but that's a good 3 inches up from my ankles, which makes them "cankle-cut jeans". I'm not sure I would have bought them had I noticed the word 'cankle' on the tag. But on the other hand, I have mint colored jeans so that trumps overly long ankles any day. 

Jewels

{Top: Gap Similar | Jeans: c/o Goldsign (similar) | Scarf: Similar | Wedges: Similar | Purse: Melie Bianco}This weekend we hung around our favorite town, Austin, for a little mini-getaway. But when you go out for a date night, it's just not handy to bring a camera. (Although I am not above that. There is little that I am above.) So again with the trusty iPhone for outfit shots. I hate to waste a good outfit. But seriously -- why am I just now figuring this out? Did you guys know that you can use the internet, send text messages and play games on your iPhone as well? I know, I'm still in awe.  Side story: (as if my whole blog isn't one huge side story) this weekend as we were setting up for the wedding, a lady desperately asked "does anyone have any tools in their car??" I of course heard "jewels" and perked right up. Turns out, jewels are of no worth when a wrench is needed. 

Something New

{Sweater: Similar | Jeans: c/o Goldsign (similar) | Heels: UO | Tote: Similar}
Today I learned something: Mint and tomato not good in a sandwich -- pretty good as an outfit. Did I really make a mint and tomato sandwich for breakfast? You will never know. 
Did you have a good weekend? Was it as good as my breakfast sandwich? I didn't think so. 

Dress Code

{Tee: Bloom | Skirt: J.Crew | Wedges: Gap | Watch: c/o Kenneth Cole}
With the exception of one job, I was called into HR about dress code for every position I held from the time I was 16 until now. As a cashier at a drug store in high school, the uniform was to tuck my polo into my khakis, but let's be honest -- that just wasn't ever going to happen. Minimum wage was not worth me looking like a dweeb. (I only lasted 2.5 months at that job. Go figure.) One time in college I actually got sent home from my job because I wore shorts and heels to work. (May I just say I was ahead of my time.) But I have to proudly say that since becoming my own boss, I've yet to be called into HR for violating the dress code. 
Luckily, cute t-shirts and bright pencil skirts are alright in my boss's book. She's pretty cool. She also talks about herself in third person on the internet, so there's that. 

Hello Spring

{Sweater: Bloom | Skirt: Fancy French Cologne | Shoes: Similar| Purse: Melie Bianco}

I'm back! I'm alive! In the contest of flu vs. Kendi, I won after a 5-day battle. I also developed a nice set of dreaded hair and some atrophy in my legs. Putting on heels for the first time after laying in bed for several days was equivalent to a baby giraffe walking for the first time. AKA very graceful.

A couple of weeks ago I was wearing a skirt and the first thing my mother said to me was "I've missed your legs." Thank you mother. I realize that you might not find my legs quite as special, but here they are again, not covered by colored jeans. A bit underwhelming, eh? Legs only a mother could love, I suppose.

Also, my skirt is wrinkled and I should probably have worn a slip. Eh, you can't win them all. 

Uncomplicated

{Top: c/o StyleMint | Jeggings: Gap | Heels: Urban Outfitters | Clutch: Gap (Similar)}

So it seems that I've caught the flu and I've been under the covers since last Thursday. I had high hopes for today, in fact I ate a whole meal, washed my hair, brushed my teeth. I was thiiisssss close to an outfit photo but it just did not happen. Luckily I remembered that I had photos from last week. It turned out to be a red letter day after all.

I wore this outfit when we went out for pizza the other night. You see, when B and I go out on dates (remember by 'dates' that just means we aren't cooking dinner), we usually head to a restaurant at 5:30, beat the crowd, maybe stop by Target if I can talk him into and we're home by 7. Therefore this is the outfit that happens on 'date' nights. Heels aren't really necessary for the pizza place, but has that ever stopped me? Never.


**also, if this post did not make any sense I blame medication and hours on end of reality television. 

Pants Formerly Known as Capri

{Blouse: c/o Questhaven | Pants/Jacket: last year | Purse: Melie Bianco}

Last year around this time, after I had purchased these capris from Gap, I read a quote from Tim Gunn. I can't exactly remember his wording but it was something to the tune of "Ladies -- just say no to capri pants." I went into my closet, took a good hard look at these pants and decided right then and there -- these are not capri pants; these are cropped pants. And since I have a .01% chance of ever meeting Mr. Gunn in person, I'm going to speak for him and say that he would definitely approve of this pair of cropped pants.

This is also his favorite style blog, too, if you were wondering. And he loves my cooking. 

Sunday Best

{Dress: Banana Republic | Bag: Melie Bianco} 
I feel like if you saw me in this dress you would think one of two things: that girl is really excited about Mad Men or she really likes Easter dresses. In my case, both are true. To top things off (pun intended, wait for it) I really wanted to go all the way and put a huge hat on, but sadly I do not own a huge hat that is appropriate for public viewing.  And by all the way, I mean I wanted to be Kate Middleton, again. Some obsessions will never die. 
Hope you had a happy holiday weekend.

(Also -- if you are having trouble pinning, I don't know what the deal is. But I'll try to figure it out soon!)

Let The Good Times Roll

{Skirt: c/o Modcloth | Flats: Michael Kors | Belt: Similar}
The other night B and I decided to go for a run. It had been a while since we've done this so imagine the shock my body felt at 7 pm, when it should be watching regularly scheduled television while eating Sour Patch Kids. Actually I felt great for about 12 hours and then I hurt. Which is why I'm wearing flats here and have been for the last three days. An old lady the other day told me I was going to ruin my knees by wearing heels all day long. That's not true -- I'm going to ruin my knees by running once every three months. Leave my heels out of this. 

(PS -- sorry if my rogue arrow earlier confused anyone, my skirt is from Modcloth and my purse is thrifted. But my skirt would have been an awesome thrifted find had that been the case! )

April Showers

{Blouse:Similar | Belt: Similar} 
It never fails -- when it's a rainy, gloomy day I always want to wear bright colors. I don't know if this is some sort of intuition or maybe the fact that I should have been a weather man, but it happens every time. Also, let's just take a minute to envision me on the 10 o'clock news in a suit telling you about barometric pressure. It's actually not as funny as I first thought, maybe I've missed my calling in life. Maybe my high school counselor was wrong -- I should have been a weather man instead of a fashion blogger.
Actually hoarder of pretty skirts is my real calling in life.

Remember Me?

{Sweater: Bloom | Jeans: Similar | Wedges: Similar } 
A week is too long, right? I've missed you guys. So what's new? We have so much to not catch up on because nothing happened last week. Honestly, you missed a lot of reality TV and some colored-jean wearing, but that's about it. I am glad to be reunited though. I mean if this was a Nicholas Sparks novel, we'd run into each other's arms after writing love letters back and forth for years and then have a passionate make out session. But sadly, I don't even think Nicholas reads my blog. But we can still make out, if you want. 
I did cheat and take these outfit photos last Friday. Mainly because I had showered that day and put heels on, which to me calls for a photo shoot. Really I can make any excuse for a photo. I have hair: photo shoot. I'm wearing something: photo shoot. I woke up today: photo shoot. And this is why Instagram exists. 
(Also, if you are wondering what that splat is in the last photo, it was an orange. I'm sorry to report that the orange is no longer with us.)

Last seen from the boyfriend jeans:

Hello Spring

 {Sweater: Similar | Pants: Gap  | Shoes: Blowfish | Purse: c/o Ellington}
Ironically enough on this first day of Spring, this outfit is not the springiest of outfits I've worn in the past few weeks. But today it's rainy and a bit chilly. Touche, first day of spring. It's not chilly enough to not wear wedges, however.  And I already packed up all of my winter clothes and shoes, so sandals and wedges are going to happen rain or shine. I will make spring happen, even if I have wet feet all day long. Give me heels or give me death!
Ok, so that was a little dramatic. I'd wear flats if my life was on the line, just as long as they are cute flats.