tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74613056633249339802023-11-16T02:37:34.351-08:00GO COUTURE YOURSELFjennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.comBlogger139125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-47732292492716409372009-12-21T08:33:00.000-08:002009-12-21T09:35:45.260-08:00Christmas Wish List<small><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiihB5GQ5rpnz0YJfAyUF1ho8kkEtXZ4pO52W7_2AgSf1Jw-RR7e6dkUl6glw7BOoeM4IH54NfZ7Tf0EF2JU44ZGX9UvtthOE_vMEwiPMD27au23hN1d4TWHuv_4RJ1rAhDuYEwx_XJdY4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiihB5GQ5rpnz0YJfAyUF1ho8kkEtXZ4pO52W7_2AgSf1Jw-RR7e6dkUl6glw7BOoeM4IH54NfZ7Tf0EF2JU44ZGX9UvtthOE_vMEwiPMD27au23hN1d4TWHuv_4RJ1rAhDuYEwx_XJdY4/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743532695700466" /></a><br />Dear Santa, <br /><br /><br />I realize I am late in getting this to you, despite numerous prompts by my eternally wise parental units. After, all procrastination is my speciality. I was told to be very specific so I'll do the best I can. <br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlQtcJGxdXgFbUl_HL6IHx1uozAFsSxMlMRq3H4mfdx5GTcKlImJ1hMzAoZ4Glj9IglZ8dtMdwQIx2RJrSKAZ4tHSgvUUVV-Cx0uf9aP5IunhnsSTEMwdrKCSVHiaxmK0Wmldcan4liBg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlQtcJGxdXgFbUl_HL6IHx1uozAFsSxMlMRq3H4mfdx5GTcKlImJ1hMzAoZ4Glj9IglZ8dtMdwQIx2RJrSKAZ4tHSgvUUVV-Cx0uf9aP5IunhnsSTEMwdrKCSVHiaxmK0Wmldcan4liBg/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417740999421791314" /></a>I'd really love the Cayenne Porsche. It's just so pretty, I can totally see myself driving down the street in my new SUV. Just picture it Santa, it's a pretty site. I'm not really too picky on the color, but if I had to choose I'd go with classic white. <br /><br /><br />And I figured I should offer a few back up suggestions, just in case your elves are too swamped with toy requests to squeeze in the time to make a car. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlT31_jWtStR0fxyb8sH_sfy8Vh5bloQgDqnbFyxanDCAYMDcob_bdXQdsmWn9P190etNM75czT_qkSL7yYBGNvRuPQ66MJsTaxnBFSgBmDwrJu9fXXxanXRDTwHthv_D8nWkhrvBsI7w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlT31_jWtStR0fxyb8sH_sfy8Vh5bloQgDqnbFyxanDCAYMDcob_bdXQdsmWn9P190etNM75czT_qkSL7yYBGNvRuPQ66MJsTaxnBFSgBmDwrJu9fXXxanXRDTwHthv_D8nWkhrvBsI7w/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417741776324363410" /></a>I'd really love a flat screen TV for my room. But I'd also like it to dually serve as a computer monitor. I don't really care about brand, I'm sure you know better than I do on those kinds of things, I just want it to be black and shiny and big enough so I can see it when on my dresser when I'm on my bed. <br /><br /><br />Pretty much anything Kooba or Botkier is a good option. Try <a href="http://ebay.com">Ebay</a>, just do a little bit od research to make sure it's authentic. You know how I feel about fakes....<br /><br /><br />I'd also like some new ballet flats. I like simple styles. Red, yellow, green, brown, again I'm not really too picky on the color. Perhaps try Nordstrom Rack or Urban Outfitters for this one. I'd love some new boots too. Soft leather, not suede. I'm far to clumsy to keep suede shoes clean and pretty. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHE2F-WLAgcHRWY54ubLlz5i74KL75rtAprSac6FN_rNyB0KRNbxDy4C1b9lp8bx1-qus7guY1uEmT8ucbKoA41yJtvUAMuv09RCgMM3ktsoePajxlgWANM-mXO0HlOndVjwQx477CamA/s1600-h/!BhtDQc!!Wk~%24(KGrHqIOKjoEsmggNKFRBLKYInFOFQ~~_35.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHE2F-WLAgcHRWY54ubLlz5i74KL75rtAprSac6FN_rNyB0KRNbxDy4C1b9lp8bx1-qus7guY1uEmT8ucbKoA41yJtvUAMuv09RCgMM3ktsoePajxlgWANM-mXO0HlOndVjwQx477CamA/s200/!BhtDQc!!Wk~%24(KGrHqIOKjoEsmggNKFRBLKYInFOFQ~~_35.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417739782966047730" /></a>Also, if you are able to find Black Eden cords sz 25 anywhere that would be a dream come true. But good luck with this one, as I have been searching and cannot find them anywhere. Just thought I'd throw that out there. Also, if you go to places like Off Saks 5th Avenue or Loehmann's I need some black skinny jeans sz 0 or 24/25 :) <br /><br /><br />While we are on the topic of clothes, I really love the ones at Ann Taylor Loft. Do try for the younger clothes as I realize this store is mostly for 30 year old women, and well I don't really want to age that fast. They have some really soft cardigans there that would be just perfect for me. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61KwzDHaGrgvK2cGEVzEkb6yfHn-MJjJpLPonqAHYGPxb2LJ4Ap8JjhYPAUt0FMrrXrt_ASI4ji_SBgvUaOlgnvE2uRUuftb6UsnGBFkYkAzGVsnNf5Wsk-EyMephkH3Xur-sNOXZ2Xo/s1600-h/17741935_072_a.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh61KwzDHaGrgvK2cGEVzEkb6yfHn-MJjJpLPonqAHYGPxb2LJ4Ap8JjhYPAUt0FMrrXrt_ASI4ji_SBgvUaOlgnvE2uRUuftb6UsnGBFkYkAzGVsnNf5Wsk-EyMephkH3Xur-sNOXZ2Xo/s320/17741935_072_a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417737149339433634" /></a>I need a new wallet as mine is currently falling apart and I keep loosing my beloved pennies. Hey they may not be worth that much but they come in handy, they really do! I like the ones that are colorful and also look like a clutch. You can find these inexpensively at <a href="http://urbanoutfitters.com">Urban Outfitters</a>, <a href="http://nordstrom.com">Nordstrom</a>, <a href="http://Forever21.com">Forever 21</a> and even places like The Rack and TJ Maxx. <br /><br /><br />I'd also really love a soft fuzzy blanket throw. They have them at TJ Maxx for $14.99<br /><br /><br />Those hand held vacuum cleaners are pretty nifty! My New Year Resolution is to keep my car clean, and I can use all the help I can get!<br /><br /><br /><br />And for those ever so important stocking stuffers may I suggest: nail pollish remover (I have enough nail pollish though!), a small leather notebook, magazines ect. Oh and my favorite candy is <font color=red>Sour Punch Straws</font> and remember I am not a big fan of chocolate! <br /><br />I realize this list is more than a tad overboard, but I wanted to give you a variety of options to choose from. And I promise I have been a very good girl this year! <br /><br /><3Jennjennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com67tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-33342583321425650502008-11-27T14:06:00.000-08:002008-11-27T14:39:03.443-08:00Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Hope everyone has had/is having a wonderful thankful day! Here at home we already had lunch, because I had the unfortunate luck of being scheduled at work today. We are all now huddled around the TV watching a 24 hour House marathon. Good times, good times. Well I've made countless empty promises to renew this blog, to bring life back to it. Unfortunately, I was never able to follow through with any of them, mainly because my laptop broke (quite some time ago) and I was banned from using anyone else's. Apparently, I have magical powers and as soon as I hit the "ON" button, the computer will die. I am lucky enough to be able to sneak on right now, because everyone else is so interested in House's latest dying patient. However, thanks to my new job, I actually have a little bit of money to spend this Black Friday and will be buying a desktop tomorrow! I am immensely excited. Finally, I can check my email when ever the heck I'd like! WooHoo! There were a couple of reasons I wanted to write this post today, one of them being to tell you of a fabulous Black Friday deal. Loehman's is giving a $20 coupon, valid Fri, Sat, & Sun, to the first 200 costumers on both Friday and Saturday. I have conned my parents into coming with me and giving me theirs, so I have $60 for FREE. There are restrictions; only one coupon per transaction so only $20 worth of free stuff at a time, but they are having crazy clearance sales right now, and you'd be surprised what you can buy with just $20 or $30. I went to Loehman's yesterday and pre-shopped and stashed my finds in a suitcase hidden behind more suitcases. I'm praying my craftiness will not be caught and the items will be happily waiting for me tomorrow morning at 6AM. Oh yes, that's right, door's open at six. To me getting up in the wee hours of the morning, standing in the freezing cold is fun! No really, I do feel that way. However, convincing my dad that it's fun is quite a different story. Oh, but what about that desktop I told you about? I have a very amazing brother who is going to be freezing his butt off in line over at Best Buy. I'm hoping this weekend, my computer will be set up and ready to go and I will be able to blog once again...but it won't be at GoCoutureYourself. There have been too many posts on here that I am embarrassed I bothered to write, this one included, but I figured it'd be weird to leave and not say goodbye. Plus, I personally hate to go to blogs I have followed and then poof posts suddenly come to a stop. Although, its arguable that this one has already done so. So while I bid adue I'd like to also give a warning of caution tomorrow, Black Friday can be a scary day. And yes that little lady will punch your eyes out if you try and steal her crazy clearance $100 Manolo's. Peace out!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-40442478577725887232008-10-30T08:02:00.000-07:002008-10-30T08:30:39.628-07:00Get a Dictionary<a href="http://i319.photobucket.com/albums/mm476/cendz_lover0310/fashion.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://i319.photobucket.com/albums/mm476/cendz_lover0310/fashion.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a>I watched <em>Stylista</em> last night, after stumbling across it during a 10 minute channel flipping session. I didn't know much about it other then what the name implied but figured it'd suffice my boredom. Unfortunately, just like the majority of reality shows, it was a complete joke. The lack of knowledge just in the very (very) basic fashion terminology was simple pathetic. A dart? A knit? A woven? It was similar to watching a train wreck; you don't want to watch but you do want to, if only for no other reason then you know it is going to be bad and possibly end in explosion.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-25848757246856942842008-10-29T15:30:00.000-07:002008-10-29T15:34:12.151-07:00How To Do It Like a High School GirlI found this on YouTube and just had to pass this very informational Make-Up How To. There are some really great tips, so watch carefully! <br /><center><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TMDo4JfNkI&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TMDo4JfNkI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-47261893788256934182008-09-28T07:50:00.000-07:002008-10-30T08:32:20.131-07:00My Latest Go See (Not the Model Kind...I Wish)<big><big><big><font face="French Script MT"><big>Eagle Eye</font></big></big></big></big>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-1701398389996296092008-09-13T16:13:00.001-07:002008-09-13T16:23:36.009-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlYALXMJsazRiimqpGMP2tmKAPhneXwjg4NCiVlT0XvrLj_tCvI_knv8xlE0tZzXzA_JFLJajAtcr896Ff0Tf5eIhPC1s2rP-adsXgPveuLh6t3ZRM2ZVkB-bo08D7_CVRn_sUfwOLQY/s1600-h/coco.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlYALXMJsazRiimqpGMP2tmKAPhneXwjg4NCiVlT0XvrLj_tCvI_knv8xlE0tZzXzA_JFLJajAtcr896Ff0Tf5eIhPC1s2rP-adsXgPveuLh6t3ZRM2ZVkB-bo08D7_CVRn_sUfwOLQY/s400/coco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245649562610254066" /></a><br /><small><center>Don't you think she'd make one cool Grandma?!</center></small><br /><br /><big>Tonight at 8 o'clock PM on Lifetime Network is the story of Coco Chanel</big> <br /><br />I actually have a party to go to tonight, but I'm thinking of going for 30 minutes, making an appearance, say hi and what not, and then race back home to my beloved TV. Yes, I am that much of a looser. I could just TiVo it but my family is currently stuck in the 90's and is the last family in the country to not have any sort of program recording service.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-48305971189107250012008-09-12T07:07:00.000-07:002008-09-13T16:09:42.824-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBnaZIKNtnvHKmYztEMAgG8jONxcXLlBO6YVOK7eMqUPLoqM-ZUF0D1kpJvXqlWDKeOC-HYIQsLlXKNDB3ObxO6qyfxMEb83sPtNnnxS38UT7E8Igqq5dm91iQjfg2K2erfENp6Lz3zpk/s1600-h/peterpan.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBnaZIKNtnvHKmYztEMAgG8jONxcXLlBO6YVOK7eMqUPLoqM-ZUF0D1kpJvXqlWDKeOC-HYIQsLlXKNDB3ObxO6qyfxMEb83sPtNnnxS38UT7E8Igqq5dm91iQjfg2K2erfENp6Lz3zpk/s320/peterpan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245647044147557858" /></a><br />Sometimes, it literally scares me how fast time does fly. I feel like I need to re-introduce myself or something because it's been (almost) an eternity since I have posted, I mean the whole layout on the control page is different for Pete's sake. <br /><small><i>Question: Have you ever wondered who Pete was/is? I decided when I was 5 that they everyone was talking about Peter Pan, and I've just stuck with that. <br /></small></i> I've noticed more and more that my posts keep on getting off the original topic of this blog, and that, in case you didn't know, is fashion. But I think part of me has become bored with it. *Gasp* I still love gorgeous clothes and to dress fashion forward and all that good stuff. But the <i>excitement</i> I use to get seeing the new pictures of Anna Sui's new line just isn't the same as it once was. Don't get me wrong it still appeals to me and I look to runway and celeb pics for inspiration all the time, but something is different. And I know it 'aint the trends because it seems like we as a whole have been stuck in some fashion time warp for 3 years now. Hello Cory Kennedy and MK! So anyways I'll stop with the Dr. Phil now and get to the juicy stuff! <br /><br /><Center>1) I quit my job at Target after working there for one month. I am now in the process of the beginning of my own store. <br /><br />2) Yes, you read right. MY VERY OWN STORE! <i>If</i> it happens, it won't be until at least the beginning of 2009 but I already have the location secured and layout plans in my head. It will be very similar to that of Buffalo Exchange or Aardvark's except it will be done more boutique-E. This is just a stepping stone to get my own boutique on Robertson. Ideally, I'd like to have a chain of small stores like Wasteland or something, and then have a successful boutique like Kitson. I'm young, let me dream. <br /><br />3)Don't worry I'm still working on the My Vintage Closet but it seems I get stuck at picture taking. I can never get the clothes to look like they do in person. I have let it get in my way more then it should be.<br /><br />4) Last but not least, if you think of any cool names for my store please let me know. The only thing I can think of is My Second Closet, that way it is kind of connected to MVC, but I don't even know if I want the two connected. Ideally, I'd like to find a one word name that is catchy and cool. Unfortunately, this has proved to be easier said then done. </center><br /><br />Okay, I have too much to do and not enough time. Lates Gates!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-81957749253419971692008-08-06T19:25:00.000-07:002008-09-13T16:12:58.706-07:00I've Always Read DIY as DUII've previously stated my love for all things shiny and sparkly, when done tastefully of course. So it comes to no surprise to anyone I know, that I'm utterly and completely in love with a gorgeous rhinestone headband from Nordstrom. Damn, Nordstrom for not putting it on their website; I unfortunately have no photo to accompany my post so I will have to use my *ahem* writing "talents" to describe to you in the best possible way I can manage. The headband was incredibly thin, just a few centimeters in width, encrusted with gorgeous rhinestones that are more likely then not, Swarvoski. It came in both gold and silver, and I admittedly liked the gold the best because it should bring out the blonde highlights in my brown hair but the silver was definitely more subtle and refined. I really was just browsing Nordstrom, without intent to purchase, but of course how can one walk into (one of) her favorite department store and not leave without something to show for it? Too bad, I didn't come out with the headband, it was $50 and I would require two because of the thinness and to be honest, I just like having two. But I figured I could find something similar for under $100 so I opted for Chanel eyeshadow instead. Unfortunately, my search for this headband that made my feel as giddy as a school girl, has seemed as successful as a wild goose hunt. My solution was a DIY, and this one I actually finished! <br /><br />No pictures because to be honest I'm far too lazy right now, but it turned out fabulously. I've already gotten a few compliments on it. Might post pictures, might not; I currently don't know where my camera is. I lost it in the black hole of my car.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-8104115550002715022008-07-28T18:16:00.000-07:002008-07-29T07:08:54.829-07:00My (Minty) Fresh Idea<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7a3vMXpeJH1SuK8QinV8isuSw5Kwk0SioHKhFFr-Ouj9sVCOE7Zd2v5Qmt-BgwyGjgxAGHs3SXwz-TXJ5L_gIH5KL2tS7HB0uPC-uh7cvkKStPuZK8hRjrjo7kY55t7-kVBB-isILDY/s1600-h/toothpaste.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7a3vMXpeJH1SuK8QinV8isuSw5Kwk0SioHKhFFr-Ouj9sVCOE7Zd2v5Qmt-BgwyGjgxAGHs3SXwz-TXJ5L_gIH5KL2tS7HB0uPC-uh7cvkKStPuZK8hRjrjo7kY55t7-kVBB-isILDY/s200/toothpaste.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228242658050385266" /></a>A friend was generous enough to give me her old pair of Sevens. She had outgrown them and cut them into shorts...rather crookedly (and accidentally cut off the bottom of the pockets!)Even though they had a zig zag hem and I very possibly could loose a few marbles, I wasn't going to say no to a free pair of 7 for all Mankind. I'm may be critical but I'm not insane. Luckily she had made them longer shorts so there was more then plenty of room to re-cut, but not enough room for another mistake. I put the shorts on and was going to mark where I wanted them with a Sharpie but then I decided if I accidentally slipped I would have a big black mark across my butt and obviously that would <i>not</i> be good. With no fabric markers on hand, I decided that toothpaste was my next best option. (If you hadn't guessed already, I was using the bathroom mirror so the tube of Colgate was conveniently located to my left)While the toothpaste might not have been the most conventional choice, it worked out perfectly. It's a lot more sane then Elisa's 'spit marks' ala Project Runway -and a lot more sanitary, too!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-67326030771890538122008-07-25T21:01:00.000-07:002008-07-30T19:27:55.991-07:00MiniMini Posts<b><center><big>"You have a much better life if you wear impressive clothes."</b> </big><br />That's what I would have said, if Vivienne Westwood didn't do it first </center><br /><br /><br /><br /><small>PS. Very good girls. </small>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-36059661086723597412008-07-20T22:37:00.000-07:002008-07-22T19:53:18.489-07:00I'll Take Fashion Designers for $200, Alex.<b>This amazing designer once said his only regret was not having invented jeans.</b> <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkY11VKNR5G1GLp-4hFAv9TKad6czQhz8VnKEM0naZOl9tuNLFWR4xs1FpIZgsErVR-MGjz_hu_l12ZmZHBC6SFe3ycjRFs6m4VBks0hqhLTwTGkkGcDg6wTh1WFoAnOIOhm9ALhgHmY/s1600-h/ysl.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkY11VKNR5G1GLp-4hFAv9TKad6czQhz8VnKEM0naZOl9tuNLFWR4xs1FpIZgsErVR-MGjz_hu_l12ZmZHBC6SFe3ycjRFs6m4VBks0hqhLTwTGkkGcDg6wTh1WFoAnOIOhm9ALhgHmY/s320/ysl.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225338761742367394" /></a><br /><br /><big>Who is...?</big>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-18600684389384362902008-07-20T09:10:00.000-07:002008-07-20T09:35:50.178-07:00Review for a Shoe or a Bag<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPx0Mf_PNLJ2Lu5R15SUl0pANkm7RtxABvVFxKnQUjlV0w2Kyw9IY2Zn2-PZtvHeQUVZERPCkukobuWhdrSChCTXcJsR3ZHtIF-z9VtmdKtKlplZR4vWD0arPfpaDQC8wEhtd_OtaX7w/s1600-h/botker.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPx0Mf_PNLJ2Lu5R15SUl0pANkm7RtxABvVFxKnQUjlV0w2Kyw9IY2Zn2-PZtvHeQUVZERPCkukobuWhdrSChCTXcJsR3ZHtIF-z9VtmdKtKlplZR4vWD0arPfpaDQC8wEhtd_OtaX7w/s320/botker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225134729720364690" /></a>Wow, how a week goes by so fast. I've been busy as always, but something new has been added to the mix; a part-time job! *Gasp!* I'll leave the where a secret for now, but if you ever need 10% discount at <s>Target</s>, I may or may not be your girl. Well anyways, now that the cat is out of bag, yesterday I had some downtime on my break and decided it was long past due for me to go check out the Botkier for Target bags. I've had an ongoing love for Botkier ever since I first spotted the Bianca bag. Overall, I was disappointed with the Target line. I mean, I wasn't expecting a $600 for $40. But honestly, the quality was atrocious. I would go as far as saying worse then Forever 21. I don't know if this collaboration was a one time thing, but if for some reason the Gods in heaven wish to smile down on me and there is a <i>second</i> Botkier for Target line, that they use better quality material. I'd also prefer leather not <b>p</b>leather, but I'm afraid that might be pushing it. But I will end this little review on a positive note, the hardware was of good quality and did up the overall appeal of the bag, and there were some cute little key chains on there. Okay, now that I'm done not being a beyotch and said something nice, I would still recommend not buying this bag. <br /><br /><i>Tip: If your dead set on buying one of the bags, opt for the "leather", the fake python screams cheapness. </i>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-39969739597710404092008-07-13T15:11:00.000-07:002008-07-13T15:14:06.329-07:00Down On My Luck No More!Found an authentic<small><i>(we think)</i></small> vintage Gucci watch at the swap meet for $10 today. Post pics later! Yipeejennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-2460797069934914272008-07-08T21:26:00.000-07:002008-07-10T20:15:50.662-07:00Will Finding A Penny Reverse The Effects Of A Mirror?A few weeks ago I broke a mirror; it randomly fell over the dresser and in a loud manner. I shrugged it off, "That 7 years bad luck thing is just superficial superstition." But now, I'm not so sure. Purse stolen? Check. Someone running into the back of my car? Check. Actually, just a half-inch away from a double check because apparently just once isn't good enough. Week three? Why, week three is surely the week to fall on my head! So, while I'm nursing this headache I decided it was a good time to write a blog. I know, I know, I am <i>such</i> a dedicated blogger. (Actually readers, I'm sorry for my infrequency of posting, I promise to get back to my usual three to four posts a week soon, very soon.)So I am only on week three; 6 years 49 more weeks to go. Yikes! 7 years is veryvery<i>very</i> long time to go with such bad luck, and practically an eternity in the fashion industry. I thought it would be interesting to time travel back to 2001 and see how the world has changed. <br /><br /><small><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fZFDJzUOlVTN3kzTY7JtpLOFdcITsOVbFAek0etvKCd3V9KPdwOEqQbXwkZp-K74ZZ8LWBtwW2jDvPH_9RxjmwCY0xF-yWcM8rJToczjBWpk2KcGaw9ZBgA2Okuec_-2Eh64fHcbi98/s1600-h/2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fZFDJzUOlVTN3kzTY7JtpLOFdcITsOVbFAek0etvKCd3V9KPdwOEqQbXwkZp-K74ZZ8LWBtwW2jDvPH_9RxjmwCY0xF-yWcM8rJToczjBWpk2KcGaw9ZBgA2Okuec_-2Eh64fHcbi98/s320/2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221583391018178210" /></a><br /><center>Ew, anyone remember belly baring midriffs? I know I tried to erase this from my memory too.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbc3Qzgjl2zeeHQoGRJY4p2yoqLnvllgdB59xGkYsnaRpWyWTm5KtNsZdu79hlOlan-CC9I3DIWTvmFogI4iPu7w906KfsF8LHGgTMlzUs387a6YGkaBfs3aT7xgSGlvh67n_kNW3e5Fw/s1600-h/2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbc3Qzgjl2zeeHQoGRJY4p2yoqLnvllgdB59xGkYsnaRpWyWTm5KtNsZdu79hlOlan-CC9I3DIWTvmFogI4iPu7w906KfsF8LHGgTMlzUs387a6YGkaBfs3aT7xgSGlvh67n_kNW3e5Fw/s320/2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221584370892307154" /></a><br />2001 was also the year Bjork attended the Academy Awards in a swan costume. I like swans. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio4JKKF0bQ6ewWqrms8deIgl135d1REL28ne7KjQ1-1UHhmKAdf6XCxWcEk3pBs21JXShzaAQjTnVVLaUiVyw91qJdsw2H1-SbTPNlApwJsGcR7mRm1-ADdoJHKztgKPth9bKhnC8HqUk/s1600-h/2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio4JKKF0bQ6ewWqrms8deIgl135d1REL28ne7KjQ1-1UHhmKAdf6XCxWcEk3pBs21JXShzaAQjTnVVLaUiVyw91qJdsw2H1-SbTPNlApwJsGcR7mRm1-ADdoJHKztgKPth9bKhnC8HqUk/s320/2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221584893703222018" /></a><br /><br />Uhh...no comment? <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJlfdDB5qJiqN4qU7_pbnVZedjiG7oLNRP7LZBY6gOUEY0isyr-VSSEVTeXkzN5y8k4wmZcPbcgQ-aJ7ncj0eadoNZHAqSA9jRpIVq7OXLy5H3L39K8or41SETYw2dmnc17BQsS8dwNmo/s1600-h/2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJlfdDB5qJiqN4qU7_pbnVZedjiG7oLNRP7LZBY6gOUEY0isyr-VSSEVTeXkzN5y8k4wmZcPbcgQ-aJ7ncj0eadoNZHAqSA9jRpIVq7OXLy5H3L39K8or41SETYw2dmnc17BQsS8dwNmo/s320/2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221585269433904178" /></a><br />Back when Pink still had pink hair. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-g1yNX8tSsVtcUZn2YjfBi0m3nnp-pUtepPodw4Sb8GsB8YmDPnJzSgyWmexvqSAtU95IcTmJM9MKF1_K2Xk0NraTw8pv1QWW-rOFR6MrEODDcP9bZCmakJXlq0zQHs51ZgR1VajwEfA/s1600-h/2001.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-g1yNX8tSsVtcUZn2YjfBi0m3nnp-pUtepPodw4Sb8GsB8YmDPnJzSgyWmexvqSAtU95IcTmJM9MKF1_K2Xk0NraTw8pv1QWW-rOFR6MrEODDcP9bZCmakJXlq0zQHs51ZgR1VajwEfA/s320/2001.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221586965702880210" /></a><br />The running shoes add a classy touch, don't 'ya think? <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqruizwnWC6JLB1STw90yzYOCDH17X2NWPXEELr7Z_oJyAhAtimH5bfquD1NYiccCwM2ysuOCYfLWuQIdHaAIWf84rUAx3CF4WfuG6eDbAWgQQnNznITdigVHbR58i3OLvw8_4gunp3U/s1600-h/2001.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBqruizwnWC6JLB1STw90yzYOCDH17X2NWPXEELr7Z_oJyAhAtimH5bfquD1NYiccCwM2ysuOCYfLWuQIdHaAIWf84rUAx3CF4WfuG6eDbAWgQQnNznITdigVHbR58i3OLvw8_4gunp3U/s320/2001.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221588031313600578" /></a><br />Fruit plastered clothing was the ultimate civilian fashion trend of 2001, you can bet I was all about it. My excuse? I was 10.</center><br /></small><br />It will be interesting to see what we say in 7 years about 2008. Let's hope we aren't laughing as much as I am now, because really the whole 'I was 10' excuse doesn't really work when you're 17.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-76707159799890265402008-06-30T08:22:00.000-07:002008-06-30T08:51:37.119-07:00Handbag Diaries<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLcpC2l0OApND5WVnnYcjUBezGT9Jvp1W64CqiqFTTdN2em6apM-Y8TwYvw2_zJeVZQfwJoyng7xZGAdff-aaGVjHP100Ch3fZ8JgX8VnldVw1lqFYMfoI__EKygbgB0A5fSBePOj-Yk/s1600-h/katespade.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQLcpC2l0OApND5WVnnYcjUBezGT9Jvp1W64CqiqFTTdN2em6apM-Y8TwYvw2_zJeVZQfwJoyng7xZGAdff-aaGVjHP100Ch3fZ8JgX8VnldVw1lqFYMfoI__EKygbgB0A5fSBePOj-Yk/s320/katespade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217701390062116642" /></a>For the past three or so years, I have been a hobo girl. (In handbag terminology of course) But somehow a Kate Spade Sam bag found its way into my little purse collection. I've never used it because I like slouchy bags, things that look so thrown together last minute but still somehow totally divine. But is Blair bringing back the rectangle? Perhaps there is still hope for poor little Sam sitting alone in the back of my closet. <br /><br /><br />On a sadder note, my tiny (almost non-existent) purse collection got even smaller on Wednesday night when some horrible person thought it was a good idea to steal a woven Michael Kors purse out my car. They stole other things as well; money, credit cards, make-up and 5 water bottles. (I know a major WTF? to the water bottles!) Interestingly enough, the same purse I had stolen was listed on Ebay two days after the fact. Location? None other then my little town but unfortunately, there is nothing the police can do because I have no way to identify it as my purse. It was in perfect new condition because I only used it for two hours. I hate people who rip off others. Boo them. So, this week I have set out to 'mark' all of my purses. Some place small on the inside, with a heart or a star or perhaps something more original. I have not yet made the final decision but am open to suggestions. <br /><br />(Wow, didn't that totally read like the fine print on a contract or something..? "not yet made final decision but am open to suggestions" he said in the deepest voice imaginable)jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-77967665137913586282008-06-11T07:31:00.000-07:002008-06-11T07:32:57.897-07:00She Do It With No Hands<b><center>Just a little something to get us all through the rest of the week. Happy Wednesday! </b></center><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k1f2Atm1Cc&hl=en"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_k1f2Atm1Cc&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-41164343903637064672008-06-08T07:21:00.000-07:002008-06-08T08:02:18.725-07:00Birthday Wishes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbOoyrWYBItsjpZsI9AumzxFJoTnzrgRrWrQW4iTgWP0aMnyUzOae-qSv1V2iMla7EQBudoJ-KOPZKL219HpFW5D1D3FXmf7ENOTeraqARdDNOSC7ETUSyncmYHAPRDviookhoRVVEyw0/s1600-h/cake.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbOoyrWYBItsjpZsI9AumzxFJoTnzrgRrWrQW4iTgWP0aMnyUzOae-qSv1V2iMla7EQBudoJ-KOPZKL219HpFW5D1D3FXmf7ENOTeraqARdDNOSC7ETUSyncmYHAPRDviookhoRVVEyw0/s200/cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209525350304961666" /></a>Yesterday I blew out seventeen candles, actually that's a lie; a blew out one but I did turn seventeen. No birthday cake, I prefer brownies and I didn't even have any because I was stuffed to the brim from dinner. The candle I blew out was from the restaurant on whip cream and the smallest amount of ice cream possible. But that is okay, I don't like ice cream either. It feels kind of weird to be seventeen, I don't <i>feel</i> different, no one ever does because one day doesn't magically make you significantly older then the day prior, but seventeen just <i>sounds</i> so much older the sixteen. Now don't go calling me G-ma just yet, but I just think there is a certain air of innocence still left in one who is sixteen. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXyThyRbljU1UPLpJYRx1N1Hh5Gq-GxwQI7_mqT0eIeOicKgJaQetRCquVaQhFJ7M9c9fgFR-1InTY8L0bbbZ3zackGV0v2OEVAoUBu6-OCJ1C6nAAJq-HimMcneh-WllxEEBN8msZZzE/s1600-h/cake.bmp"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXyThyRbljU1UPLpJYRx1N1Hh5Gq-GxwQI7_mqT0eIeOicKgJaQetRCquVaQhFJ7M9c9fgFR-1InTY8L0bbbZ3zackGV0v2OEVAoUBu6-OCJ1C6nAAJq-HimMcneh-WllxEEBN8msZZzE/s400/cake.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209524725385143330" /></a>My mother took me to <a href="http://Nordstrom.com">Nordstrom</a> to buy make-up. For Christmas it was all about Trish McEvoy, for my birthday I decided to try BareMinerals. WOWZOW times two! It is absolutely <i>amazing</i> My skin is abnormally horrible right now but somehow the littlest bit of BareMinerals made it appear as if I had flawless skin <i>without</i> even showing I was wearing anything. I was skeptical to try something that had so many infomercials, and I've always perceived it as an "older women" brand, but I think I will be a loyal costumer from here on out. You must at least go to the make-up counter and <i>try it</i>! The beauty consultant who helped me was a good laugh. Queer as queer can be and he kept calling everyone "love". So love, moving on... <br /><br />We went to dinner at Cheesecake, and holy crap we had to wait an hour plus just to get to our table. Well, the guys had to wait. As for the girls? We went shopping of course. Not much to show for it, but I did get a True Religion jean jacket. I have been one to show dislike for True Religion, I don't particularly like their jeans. But this jacket fits me perfectly and I don't have a jacket that I can just throw on as I'm walking out the door. My sister persisted that jean jackets are "so out" but I on the other hand feel they are making a comeback, or will eventually. So long as you avoid denim on denim (hello Britney & Justin!) and instead opt for a cute summer mini-dress. Speaking of which, none of which I have been able to find. Hopefully, today's trip will lead to one. Well, this birthday girl must say good-bye for now, I am exhausted and think I will go back to sleep. Adios!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-10241660767629617692008-05-31T18:26:00.000-07:002008-05-31T18:27:41.316-07:00There is Pudding in Your Prada<i>"Girls come to New York in search of the two L's; love and labels." </i><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUdQ-nm_69MUQjluCPLrLG893S0zGCAiU0av2aX0q9BNffB4HJSsHGk87Fg3Kf5jZpVHV7H7Rb1xVwLbeD604c8bj9dmroIZQwCESFAATLRkkm5DhnRnrCU5xSuFZW2YFPDJOcHDZJiew/s1600-h/city.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUdQ-nm_69MUQjluCPLrLG893S0zGCAiU0av2aX0q9BNffB4HJSsHGk87Fg3Kf5jZpVHV7H7Rb1xVwLbeD604c8bj9dmroIZQwCESFAATLRkkm5DhnRnrCU5xSuFZW2YFPDJOcHDZJiew/s400/city.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206718602050704002" /></a>Yesterday, like oh so many other millions of girls and women I went to the theaters to see Sex & The City. I <i>liked</i> it. I wasn't a huge follower of the show, but I'd seen a few episodes, mainly I went for the fashion. I know it's called <i>Sex</i> & The City but on TV they only eluded to things, here it was all out in the open. And I will admit, I did close my eyes more then a few times. The crowd was of course all women, except for a few men who were obviously dragged by their girl. To the chump who nervously (and loudly) laughed during the first gay kissing scene, it was funny not <i>that</i> funny. Most women dressed normally, but oh my, I did see some with boas. And I heard threw the grapevine that at the midnight showing women came dressed as if they were going to prom. That is just as bad as coming dressed at Spiderman to his movie premier. The clothes? Were absolutely amazing! It was said they spent an outrageous amount on wardrobe, they had to cut back on their editing budget. I say wise decision. I don't care if the editing was not as good as it could have been, what I do care about is what the girls were wearing while they said their lines. I don't want to spoil anything for anyone so I won't reveal anything. But make sure to go to the bathroom before going in, you don't want to miss <i>anything</i>.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-33811939619455565592008-05-25T18:41:00.000-07:002008-05-25T19:08:05.532-07:00My Quest For Inner Peace<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAWTyzZGdSosO4lGOG8k8vJ_QvxQXv1-ilCf3mOKHCfi7FDBnxA01ImRnGiC1akHfX8CKXxpF29rCWPjtpqXQ1t2Jcy_XtjFY0Jd3rrqRMZShTSDcgR3u9yqmm6dF-4MIWOGqpwS6hhNE/s1600-h/peace.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAWTyzZGdSosO4lGOG8k8vJ_QvxQXv1-ilCf3mOKHCfi7FDBnxA01ImRnGiC1akHfX8CKXxpF29rCWPjtpqXQ1t2Jcy_XtjFY0Jd3rrqRMZShTSDcgR3u9yqmm6dF-4MIWOGqpwS6hhNE/s400/peace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204500247147352690" /></a>My quest for peace is not like many others, it does not include endless hours of yoga, or reaching deep within my soul. Mine involves insane amount of time at various malls searching for the perfect tiny peace sign necklace. All to which resulted in many shopping bags, none which included the sacred peace sign necklace. I found many, some too large, others adorned with cheap rhinestones and there was that one that went down to my belly button. Needless to say none were just right, and I had almost given up hope. Today I went shopping with a friend and after putting up with the crowds of the half-year sale at Nordstrom I finally found a peace sign necklace that was the perfect size and as simple as ever. It was a chance encounter, laying on top a table by its lonesome, no brother and sister peace sign necklaces to be seen. I bought it and called it fate. In doing so, I broke a rule of mine. No cheap jewelry; it has never worked out for me. And the $6 price tag this necklace had certainly classified as the cheapness of cheap. But what else was I to do? I had been looking for a peace sign necklace like that for what seemed like forever. On the way home from this particular mall, I stopped at another. I needed to make a return at Urban Outfitters. I pull into a parking lot and happen to be lucky enough to find a prime parking spot right in front of Nordstrom. Wouldn't you know as soon as I walk in I am confronted with a table of gorgeous and petite necklaces that seem to be of decent quality. And like some act of twisted irony, I find the <a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/2987663?Category=&Search=True&SearchType=keywordsearch&keyword=peace+in+All+Categories&origin=searchresults">perfect little shiny silver peace sign necklace</a>. I almost bought it, but I didn't because of the one I had waiting in the car. I returned home to ask my mom of her opinion, because as always mothers always have the right answer and know just what to do. Well, let's just say I need to to stop by Nordstrom and make a return and a purchase. I feel silly returning something that was only $6 but I plan to purchase the new one at the same time, hopefully the sales lady won't think I'm completely cookoo. Lesson learned, rules are rules for a reason. <i>Follow them.</i>jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-50555480020528548972008-05-12T09:07:00.000-07:002008-05-13T08:18:35.787-07:00WHAT THE FCUK?!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituKjXl9_tyT5SiL_4q0aI4_PeG6OD2x0xFQVr2PaD9PWyTs00rBJWYDXrDMPY4YNhcb4jz1c5M8nZ08-Pu-LH4LrKeuqiJeZAiLFKYS3l-9iCmXSO4uLQufOMGTNwuJ9URmzqegLHDx0/s1600-h/marykate.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEituKjXl9_tyT5SiL_4q0aI4_PeG6OD2x0xFQVr2PaD9PWyTs00rBJWYDXrDMPY4YNhcb4jz1c5M8nZ08-Pu-LH4LrKeuqiJeZAiLFKYS3l-9iCmXSO4uLQufOMGTNwuJ9URmzqegLHDx0/s400/marykate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199881319784303378" /></a>The fashion world is often described as crazy and unrealistic. Commonly known for eating disorders, haute couture, over-photo shopped pictures, risque ads and scandals, quite frankly I'm not surprised the average person perceives this as the industry's image. But while I don't mind not understanding what the inspiration behind John Galliano's designs for Dior Haute Couture, I know that the creation is crazy <i>beautiful</i>. Indeed it is crazy, but beautiful nonetheless. And honestly, I have no idea what Mary-Kate Olsen was thinking wearing that cheap cloth steering wheel cover on her head, but whatever, she can do almost anything and rock it right. And while I do agree with the label I don't agree with the reasoning behind it. What is crazy to me is 'celebrities' opening up their own 'fashion' line and the average consumer perceiving <i>this</i> as today's latest fashion, the hot trends if you will. Heidiwood, anyone? The sad thing is, I saw a girl I knew carrying a Heidiwood tote the Monday after it hit stores. I literally had to fight back my gag reflexes and when I asked her where her bag was from (even though I already knew) I barely mumbled the word "<i>cute</i>"...I didn't know what else to say because I didn't want to be rude. Luckily, she thought my remark was sincere and walked away with a smile. I stayed mum about the whole Heidiwood thing though, I didn't feel the need to address an issue that everyone had already covered, but when I found out <a href="http://Perezhilton.com">Perez Hilton</a> was coming out with his own line, I was simply flabbergasted. Enough is <i>enough</i> already. I'm tired of wanna-be celebrities cashing in at the check out register of Hot Topic (which is by the way, where Perez's line is to be sold). What's crazy to me is the fact that people actually <b>want</b> to buy items from their line; that's a hell of a lot more crazy then anything Mary-Kate has ever worn down the red-carpet.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-75525713787655428632008-05-08T07:42:00.000-07:002008-05-08T07:45:09.127-07:00Oh Snap!Sorry, guys my computer failed and I have been unable to use a computer in a while. Hopefully, it will be up and running soon, I can't go too long with out internet access!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-89641086295704030052008-05-01T16:29:00.000-07:002008-05-01T16:53:31.463-07:00Put Another Dime<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW_CnxszsQ-liABF2H1ywRfwda9ZKgw-XsiM6wdHKTdtyE7TtEGCyXDqv9RlX6_DmOXRIjuvjZo4GzYJOgodR47mL35Q_iFQe6J1xm7vD7L0z_ijb9MMnQU34uHLjK9r7ayN9Vr8UJGs0/s1600-h/coachella.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW_CnxszsQ-liABF2H1ywRfwda9ZKgw-XsiM6wdHKTdtyE7TtEGCyXDqv9RlX6_DmOXRIjuvjZo4GzYJOgodR47mL35Q_iFQe6J1xm7vD7L0z_ijb9MMnQU34uHLjK9r7ayN9Vr8UJGs0/s400/coachella.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195561802215481010" /></a><br />This past weekend, the ultimate rock concert took place. Bringing out of hiding, celebrities and pot heads alike, oh and some pretty damn cool bands as well (according to reports). But while I don't care for their music, I do love the fashion. Being original has almost become an oxymoron especially in LA. Do we notice a trend? Vintage clothing, sunglasses, sandals? Equals the perfect summer outfit? I think so, rock on!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-66757140363623706182008-04-28T16:08:00.000-07:002008-04-29T18:11:19.991-07:00Bo-Ho Fo Sho<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzmk1eTrEmiZIFHeHZsil3GCkdIjEAXiAtViPLc7mO1pGU3Q39XusrLYRNU4tQqAFvPxlFvidskQc19bRkfmDtD337UHkeO0nNKa5fJnZyQDz6VodbRLp9RST8PkqsV-PeSdLv8GK0XPo/s1600-h/swimwear.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzmk1eTrEmiZIFHeHZsil3GCkdIjEAXiAtViPLc7mO1pGU3Q39XusrLYRNU4tQqAFvPxlFvidskQc19bRkfmDtD337UHkeO0nNKa5fJnZyQDz6VodbRLp9RST8PkqsV-PeSdLv8GK0XPo/s200/swimwear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194839156788059794" /></a>It's official, it is swim suit season. Numerous invitations to the beach and pool have come way so the dreaded swim suit shopping trip is long past due. I've come to the conclusion that I want a bohemian style bathing suit and while I'd love a cut-out I think it'd be a little impractical. No awkward tan lines please.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-59521019068105930472008-04-24T19:17:00.000-07:002008-04-24T19:40:42.334-07:00Rules Are Meant To Be Broken Anyways<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnwqEB9bMbXGYZx1nm9KOPnx1tzcwLAFAMwylUP-PI0R7Jt3JEPmMbC1SLYROUt_F6Mqbn3nvNzH0vLgL8DVeZyYxjY4ZdCIdR9qJIf_H2pMOx044RMsNrZ3s5bDTuJ_XUWApobpFOhWU/s1600-h/maxi.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnwqEB9bMbXGYZx1nm9KOPnx1tzcwLAFAMwylUP-PI0R7Jt3JEPmMbC1SLYROUt_F6Mqbn3nvNzH0vLgL8DVeZyYxjY4ZdCIdR9qJIf_H2pMOx044RMsNrZ3s5bDTuJ_XUWApobpFOhWU/s320/maxi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193007095538277938" /></a><br />I have always been an advocate for dressing for your body type; pass on the trends that do nothing for you. Let it pass while you are in the background doing what works best for you. <br /><center><br /><big><big>Well, screw that because I want a MAXI-DRESS!</big></big></center><br /><br />I know at 5'2" it is impractical for me to even considering wearing such a dress.But I am starting to think that Stacy and Clinton have been mistaken all these years because it can be done (as shown). Of course, it takes a some careful mathematical planning; balancing the perfect amount of accessories, shoe selection ect ect. But nonetheless it can be done, and somehow I will wear one. <br /><br /><i>Side Note:</i> I really wish they had chosen a different name for the particular style of a dress because I always think of maxi-pads when I hear the term maxi-dress. It's rather annoying.jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7461305663324933980.post-67456292802088270232008-04-19T15:22:00.000-07:002008-04-20T15:19:10.771-07:00Tag You're It!I've been tagged by <a href="http://www.couturecookiesnlipgloss.com/">Couture Cookies 'n' Lipgloss</a>. So, what the heck here it goes.<br /><br /><center><b><br />Here are the rules:<br />1. Link the person(s) who tagged you.<br />2. Mention the rules in your blog.<br />3. Write about 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.<br />4. Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.<br />5. Leave a comment on each of the tagged blogger's blogs letting them know they've been tagged.</b></center><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAeRbdpVDW21kYMxrSp41rkLz5Zq3C6IZMzuOkuDabBnM6p9ZwByvENt3QKMl6WQEIqV13PdNpWDRf77OBEwJf4TRx5mHzCP0Zccdf425wYjHvatXuO0CM78iu9-DsEYRCXlDbJ7z2Igk/s1600-h/tag.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAeRbdpVDW21kYMxrSp41rkLz5Zq3C6IZMzuOkuDabBnM6p9ZwByvENt3QKMl6WQEIqV13PdNpWDRf77OBEwJf4TRx5mHzCP0Zccdf425wYjHvatXuO0CM78iu9-DsEYRCXlDbJ7z2Igk/s320/tag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191455188724997138" /></a><br /><br />My six quirks being... <br /><br /><b>1)</b> My hair is almost always in a pony tail. <br /><b>2)</b> I can't remember who I tell what, so I often repeat myself over and over to the extent beyond ridiculousness. <br /><b>3)</b> I greatly dislike cheese. <br /><b>4)</b> Slurpees are my drink of choice and it <i>must</i> have a <font color=hotpink>pink</font> straw. <br /><b>5)</b> I am the teenage cat lady. My cats are my babies, don't mess. <br /><b>6)</b> I hate to spend money on nail polish, so I always buy the ones that come on sale at Ulta after Christmas. <br /><br /><br />Hmm...this was fun and informative. I really need to go "splurge" on the O.P.I nail polish I've been eying. I tag anyone and everyone who wants to be tagged. Ready, set, GO!jennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01381887723971727187noreply@blogger.com4