Sir Mixalot

{similar dress | similar jacket | ON vest | similar boots | fossil watch | asos bracelet}

I am so glad that the mixed media jacket has made a comeback.  I was all over it the first time around in the early '90s (with staggeringly unfashionable results), but unlike bike shorts and slap bracelets, I'm still into the trend today.  After snagging this sweet vegan leather jacket at TJ Maxx (I wish you could feel it; it's like buttah), I decided that with a little help she could easily masquerade as the beloved jacket of yore.  And since I had already done this with a denim jacket, I threw the same vest over this one and called it good.  As you can clearly see, my imagination knows no bounds.

How do you feel about this trend?  Should it stay in 1992 with crimped hair and wigwam socks or are you as excited about its return as you were that time your mom finally caved and got you those totally awesome Z. Cavariccis?

Linking here today.

The Fifth Season

{tj maxx dress (similar) | f21 jacket | pacsun sandals (similar) | inpink necklace (lookalike)}

I've decided that we, collectively as a group, need to acknowledge a fifth season here - the transition from summer to fall, or Sall.  Or maybe Sautumn.  In my opinion, it's sort of the perfect time of year; it's warm, but not sticky, and cools to a perfectly comfortable temperature later in the day.  That means I can still rock dresses and sandals when I'm standing in the sun, and then pop on a much neglected jacket or sweater when I step into the shade.  It's kind of the best of both worlds.  So, who's with me?  Let's make Sautumn happen.  It'll be so fetch. 


Linking here today. 

A Belated Birthday

**psst!  Totally fun bareMinerals giveaway happening right here!**

^ surprise camera flash ^

{ON top & hat (similar) | UO skirt (cute option) | qupid sandals (similar) | fossil watch | oasap ring, c/o}

Since it's a few days past the 4th of July, I guess this is as good a time as any to post my outfit from then.  Just a little belated.  Good thing I don't exchange bday cards with this holiday.  I just hate buying those "sorry I'm late, but..." birthday cards; they only seem to accentuate my tardiness and remind the recipient that I'm a forgetful failure.

The weather here has been -I'm just going to say it- unbearable.  I'm talking in the 90s with, like, 65% humidity.  It's swampy.  The night before, we went to a bbq at a friend's, and after sitting outside for many hot, sticky hours, we just couldn't bring ourselves to do it again the next day.  Since the AC unit in our apartment was struggling to do its job, we headed out to the mall for a little holiday shopping, some cool air, and a lovely dinner.  We topped the evening off by walking to see our town's fireworks where the mosquito to human ratio, was again, wildly unfair.  My skirt was top notch at providing ventilation in the mugginess, but my poor legs never had a chance.

In case you can't tell, this is my very loose interpretation of a flag.  Horizontal stripes and a repeating white pattern against a blue background is about as patriotically as I'm willing to dress.  God bless America.

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Me, Myself, & I

{target tee (similar) | UO skirt (cute option) | i heart ronson jacket (similar) | steve madden boots | asos socks | havok necklace & earrings | fossil watch}

I feel so very me in this outfit.  A pocketed skirt, stripes, and boots - it's the kind of outfit I feel best in.  If we're really being honest, I actually prefer pajama pants, bunny slippers, and a ponytail held up by an 8 year old scrunchie, but, you know...you guys would get bored seeing me in that fancy get-up day after day, so I change things up a bit.  For you.


In other news, I'm linking here today.

Stop me if you've heard this one...

{top: gap  |  skirt: UO  |  sandals: blowfish (similar) |  watch: sprout}

So, a French man, a French woman, a Russian, and a Swiss guy walk into an Indian restaurant...

with their token local American {me}.

The least I could do was wear an ethnic ikat printed skirt and try to remind them of my German roots by sporting milkmaid braids - all in the hopes it'd give me enough foreign flair to be worthy of dining with such an internationally eclectic group of people I'm happy to call my friends.

I'm linking up today.