I May Have Lost My Best Friend

Ask anyone who knows me and chances are one of the first things they will tell you about me is that I'm guarded. Well, ok, they probably won't tell you, because you probably wouldn't ask the appropriate question to elicit that sort of answer, and, even then, because they're friends, they probably wouldn't share that about me. So I'll tell you- I'm guarded. I think these pictures are wonderful for conveying that, even if that wasn't necessarily the initial intention.

Bakers Black & Zipper Stilettos (Mustard Seed)

Betsey Johnson Cherry Dress (Mustard Seed)

Black & Pink Puff Skirt (Chickdowntown)

Ralph Lauren Black Hat (Mustard Seed)

Black Leather Gloves (Target)

I love looks that have elements of 40s dressing. It's sexy in a shocking way, even though it's extremely modest. There's just a shape that is achieved that is the epitome of feminine, and in some ways, I think it's odd that we moved away from it. In case there was any doubt, part of the inspiration for this outfit is:

Ah Dior

Dior seemed like a man designing clothes for men, as in clothes for women that men will respond to in a strongly favorable way. Let's face it, a lot of today's fashion is inscrutable to the opposite sex.

Song Of The Day: Zebraskin - Dredg

We Lost Our Way

We got one more day of it being unseasonably warm. It was glorious. Of course it was bounded by miserable, cold, and/or rainy days.

I suppose, in a way, this post is to prove that I can be moderately practical at times. Like for walking a puppy. I actually wore flats- be amazed. I'm also pretty confident I did not even brush my hair in the morning. Go go Unkempt-Girl.

Is not she the cutest?!?

Flash in the slide made us both look evil, so we did away with the flash.

Gap Black Flats (Mustard Seed)

Arden B Brown Shorts (Arden B)

Ralph Lauren Blue Striped Button-Down (Hand-Me-Down)

Pearls (Gift)

Song Of The Day: Thursday - Asobi Seksu

Tear At The Darkness All Around Me

Work today was bizarre. Although college prepared me for it, the education part of college did not. It's amazing how often that is the case. Last night, on the other hand, was gorgeous. There is something so sublime about 4:30 in the morning on a bike. It was dark and just quiet and still. No one was around- it felt as though no one was alive. It was moving through a ghost town with the wet leaves quietly sliding out from under my wheels. It was the deer standing in the middle of the road, just staring. A road that usually teems with cars, lane after lane after lane empty under the glow of the street lights. And a doe, just standing. She watched me stop and watch her for a few beats and then loped off, kicked up her heels, made it to the curb, disappeared into the shadows. Surreal. I knew it was cool out, and breezy, but I was warm for once.  Flying down through the neighborhood, I made it almost from one end to the other without my feet touching the pedals. When I got home, I was giddy from the beauty of it all. Just to set the mood, my ipod chose a selection of Norah Jones, Jack Johnson, and Steve Long. Well played ipod, well played.

These are some of my favorite photos, hands down. I was going for the effect of being 'caught in the act', and I feel like we achieved that. I guess, in a way, this post goes along with the post on celebrities' lives being perpetually caught on film (This Post).

Qupid Gold Strappy Shoes (Ami Clubwear)

Herve Leger Maroon & Grey Bandage Dress (Herve Leger)

Gold & Yellow Drop Earrings (Claires)

Old Navy Maroon Satin-Trim Cardigan (Old Navy)

Amazing color-match with the dress and cardigan, eh? eh?

Song Of The Day: Train Wreck (Sly & Robbie Mix) - Sarah McLachlan

Better To Be Hated

I think cats should be classified differently from other animals- they should be known as therapy tools. Because they are. My little boys just always manage to put a smile on my face. Kadi is and always will be my baby, but these guys are a wonderful addition.

This face just makes me dissolve in laughter every time. Truly amazing. It's like he's saying, 'yeeeeesssss'..

These guys have made me think that I would be insane to even consider having children. If a pair of cats can cause me the worry and the care that these two do, I somewhat shudder to think what a real live child would do to me. I wasn't sure about names for a while, but I think I've settled on Quark & Charm. They seem to have severe separation anxiety and will get literally underfoot in the mornings or when anyone comes home.

Song Of The Day:  I Am Not A Robot - Marina And The Diamonds

This song is very appropriate for today. We had an 'incident' at work and all I can say is that I dislike people who do not fight their own battles. People who are selfish. People who cannot accept when they are wrong and that their mistakes are destructive and, in certain industries, potentially dangerous or lethal. You. You are a miserable person and, though I am sure you will never read this, I just want to reiterate that you are wrong. We all know you are wrong. And on top of it, you are small, petty, nasty, and unprofessional. 

To end on a happier note, nachos make an excellent midnight snack and I appreciate being forced out of the house.

That's Why I Feel Good

I think my brain went for vacation. Or it moved out permanently, which is a bit more of a problem.



Abaete by Payless Black & Purple Pumps (je ne sais ou)

Black & Purple Dress (Macys)

Silver Bow Necklace (from my childhood)

See all the definition in my arms? Yeah, neither do I. While at the gym the other day, one of the trainers said to me, 'wow, you can already see definition.' Um, no. F and I looked at each other, then at the other trainer, then back at each other. And then I burst out laughing. I may be many things, but toned does not happen to be one of them. It rather closely followed someone else telling me I was getting a six-pack. I am not. Not remotely. I do not have the required devotion to the mighty gym, though I might wish it.

What you don't get to see most posts is that I have pictures of me twirling in virtually every outfit ever. I just don't post those because I look like a fool. Not that I confine my looking like a fool to twirling, but at least this gives me some semblance of control over my image. But in the name of honest disclosure, I figured I'd post this one. On an entirely unrelated note, this is the downfall of civilization: Omg Video Games.

Song Of The Day: This Strange Effect - Hooverphonic

End Note: It is strange to see that life goes on, but it does. Most don't even notice, and you can look at their faces and see that no, they never even felt the earth shatter and the world fall apart.

The Song I Sing, It Has No Words.

It's All I Want

Sleep is something that eludes me. Mostly my own fault, no doubt, but that doesn't make it any less of a holy grail. Take last night- marathon baking session. At some point, I had tried so much batter and tasted so much cake, I couldn't even tell what it tasted like anymore. It should be interesting when we serve it. Without sleep though, there are no dreams. And without dreams, I'm a little more sane.

I love new houses- they hold a lot of promise- the promise of becoming a home, the possibilities of facilitating ambitions, things like that. This particular new house & surrounding area went so well with the outfit I was wearing (look at the the colors- yeah buddy). I loved the outfit. I felt like a complete bum. Maybe a trucker. I just felt sloppy and relaxed; I was even wearing flats. The funny thing was that when I wore a variation on this outfit (the shirt, shoes, and shorts), I got more compliments than.. maybe ever... at the meeting I went to (no, not a business meeting- I have SOME sense). Everyone loved the shirt for some reason. The best part was the number of questions I got about whether I had been a mechanic. Please. Do I look like a mechanic? I mean, I may be handy with a wrench, but.. not that handy.

I like to think this was a 'creation of first memories' kind of thing. I totally rack up first times. First photo in this mirror. First.. uhh.. I'm not really sure.

I know that my pride should prevent me from posting this picture, because it's so cliché, but I just enjoy it too much.

Like the echo of the yellow and the pale blue and the grassy colors from the picture above this one? Exactly. Totally unintentional, totally awesome. I also like that the signs point in 2 opposite directions. I guess that's what you get in a backwater town: confusion.

I love abandoned/burned-out buildings. They have stories to tell if you can just figure them out. It makes me sad that there aren't volumes written about places that don't "matter". Like this building- I wonder what it was. I wonder if it was loved. And I think it looks gorgeous coming apart at the seams the way it is, set against the backdrop of the sky and expanse of green.

Black Boots (Mustard Seed) 

Black Liquid-Look Leggings (Ebay)

Jockey Black Bra (Walmart)

I didn't really think this outfit looked sexy until these photos.

Grey Sheer Racer-Back Tank (Bluefly)

GM Chambray Work Shirt (Stolen(no, not really, geeze))

Adia Kibur Multi-Colored Earrings (Ideeli)

Song Of The Day: Night Of Wands - Au Revoir Simone