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Navy Silk Blouse- Aritzia, "Where There's a Willie There's a Way" Tank- Erin Wasson x RVCA, Patent Leather Pants- Aritzia, Neon Green Longline Bra- Free People, the usual jewelry

I hate that first photo. By the time you read this I may have already deleted it, and you will never know what it looked like. The whole post is actually pretty lazy, me and Joey were just waiting for our table to be called at dinner and he whipped out the camera because the sun was so pretty. Sorry my last two posts have been like, lame pants and a t-shirt. 

Anywho, we just got back from seeing Insidious, which was terrifying. It was a total throwback to that whole '70s style of using campy and surreal elements to just blow your mind. Movies almost never scare me anymore, but if a demon sharpening his claws in a lair filled with hanging marionettes while 'Tiptoe Through the Tulips' trills away in the background doesn't scare you, then nothing will. I'm not going to give up anything else, but if you are a fan of horror (horror, not torture porn) then this one is well worth your time. There were some really goddamn obnoxious kids in our showing, and I desperately wanted to ask one of them to define the word "insidious", but Joey preferred the highly useful "screaming at them" method. It worked. 

I suppose this shall be the end of my super lame Tuesday evening post. Don't forget to enter the Urban Revisions Shredded Scarf Giveaway Extravaganza!! Remember, just follow UR on Facebook and Twitter, check out the super awesome blog, and tell me in my previous post's comments what your favorite piece in the UR Etsy store is!
Oh, and while I'm link link linking away (this is a new skill for me and it's highly satisfying)...you see that little gold cross hanging on my heavily braceleted wrist? It's a tiny part of my beyond favorite piece, gifted by my little kickass gifting fairy Madeline and her awesome employer, Konstantino jewelry. Seriously, it has not left my wrist since the package came. My friend Katie (who currently has a craptastic broken arm so everyone send bone-healing vibes her way) asked recently if I sleep in all my jewelry. The sad answer is yes, the favorites stay on 24/7. This made the team immediately. Next on my Konstantino list- here, here, and here. Oh, and here. Now THAT is some competitive linking AND some competitive husband's money spending. God, that last sentence was kind of awful. Ok, goodnight.

Urban Revisions Shredded Scarf Giveaway Extravaganza!!

Star Print Blouse- Urban Outfitters, Skull Tank- Aritzia, Black Jeans- JBrand, Zoe Boots- Sam Edelman, Skull Necklace- Mom made it, Crystal Ring- Ylang23, Triangle Ring- Pamela Love, Silver/Gold Cross Bracelet- courtesy of Konstantino

Hello ladies and gentlemen, greetings from the capital of "your eyebrows really don't look that much different". All I can say is I bleached the shit out of them- they must have already been lighter than I realized. 

My outfit is a bit lazy, but how cool is that Urban Revisions shredded scarf? You, too, can own one of these lovely works of art (I'm sure you realize the painstaking painstakingness that goes into such a giant shredding project) by entering the FashionLitter/Urban Revisions Official Giveaway Extravaganza! Here's the rundown: visit the UR Facebook page and "like" it, follow them on Twitter, and, most importantly, check out the lovely Urban Revisions Etsy Store and share your fave piece in my comments. There really is some amazingness hanging out in the shop, including crazy awesome jewelry that looks like it was carved out of an ice cube. Also, every single shredded thing you can imagine. So if you feel like winning (I won't make a Charlie Sheen joke there): facebook, twitter, comment, and I shall choose a lucky person on ummm Friday. That sounds like a nice day for a little random choosing. 

That's basically all I've got tonight, but I do want to draw some attention to the awesome necklace my mom made. How cool is that giant lavender stone/turquoise skull creation? Oh, and she whipped it up in about two minutes. 

Also- the unicorn cutoffs from the last post shall be mine tonight. I'm pretty sure they're too small, but can't bring myself to care. 

Some things I want, some things I want to do, and something I've already done.

I don't have much to say this fine evening, mainly because I plan on a megapost tomorrow. The above photos are kinda self-explanatory- some admirable wrists, and a pair o' shoes you better believe I'm gonna copy. Finally, a DIY I might be able to pull off. Bedazzled brogues. Yessss. 
Also, Madeline's necklace arrangement is killing me. You should read her latest post, it's so insightful (and there's a sort of impromptu "love your own body" festival going on in the comments, which is awesome). The shorts are on Ebay, and I think they're gonna have to be mine- completely perfectly tackily beyond awesome. Two hours to go- hopefully by the time you (hello, you) read this, I have won the shit out of them cut offs.
On another note, I finally bleached my eyebrows. The results were technically correct, but the effect is not exactly what I was going for. I guess you'll get to make your own judgement when I outfit post tomorrow evening. And you will lie to me, because you're all wonderfully nice people. What is it with fashion/style bloggers being so lovely all the time? 
Ok that's all. Almost.

Why did I choose to post a large photo of Joey's old Fukuoka subway pass in this (ostensibly inspiration) post? Because nothing is more inspiring than my husband staring at you like he wants to burn a hole through the computer, then kill you in some terrifyingly creative way. Look at that jaw clench! He wanted that subway pass. He wanted it BAD. 
Ok, some interesting junk tomorrow. Including a lovely giveaway! Really, this is something you will most def want!


pics- jakandjil, uhhh, jakandjil, ebay, ebay, jeangreige

I Think Yer Pretty

You know how people sometimes set completely unrealistic goals for themselves? Like, uhhh my decision to look exactly like Anja Konstantinova? 

At least I can use these photos for bleached-eyebrow porn. I'm doing it, ladies and gentlemen. I'm really gonna do it this time (bleach the ol' eyebrows). And then you fine people will say, "But you barely had eyebrows to begin with!" And I will smile, secure in the knowledge that I'm one step closer to being a pretty pretty princess. 

Ughh. Actual post that makes actual sense later on today.

pics- RackkandRuin, OracleFox, some random tumblr I forgot the name of whoopsies.

My hair is about five different colors right now

Kimono Top- Wilfred (Aritzia), Pleated Skirt- BCBGeneration, Eyelet Crop- Free People, Belt- Vintage, Silver/Gold Cross Bracelet- Courtesy of Konstantino, Oxfords- Steve Madden, the usual random jewelry

I know the last two photos are sorta redundant, but we were really trying to get some good shots of that Konstantino bracelet. Sadly, we didn't really manage to do it justice. The piece is unbelievable- there is a little diamond in the center of each cross, and all this filigree-esque detailing. I sort of don't feel worthy of such lovely flair, I mean, notice the white plastic tile bracelet I chose to wear next to it? That's some classy lady shit right there. Madeline has oft mentioned her addiction to Konstantino jewelry (which works out well since they employ her), and I'm pretty sure I get it now. Apparently they make everything by hand in Greece or something, which is awesome, but I would be fine if it were all churned out on some assembly line operated by chimps- the jewelry is just that pretty. Oh, so I have decided I need one of their chunky rings, like, tomorrow. Super early birthday present, Joey!

So we spotted this random nature-y (by our pathetic North Texas standards) area just off the highway, which was random. Our decision to explore resulted in these sort of weird location photos. Because I always wear a pleated pink skirt (and balls-out jewelry) on the woodsy banks of dirty streams! The outfit may have made a bit more sense in a relatively urban environment, but I'm kinda wearing all my current favorites at once, which is always nice. The BCBGeneration skirt fulfills my need for pleats quite well (although there's a Karen Walker pleated midi-length I've been desperately trying to track down). 

I actually feel like BCBGeneration is my little secret. Maybe people expect the clothes to be sorta "teenaged chippy interviewing for her first part-time job". That's what I assumed, since BCBG can be pretty "After work, let's go get awful sugary cocktails then watch Sex and the City 2 for the fiftieth time!". That made no sense. More succinct version: BCBG can sometimes (sometimes!) be tacky, so people might assume BCBGeneration is just teen tacky. However! The store is actually a wonderland of pretty pastels, twee prints, and very cool jewelry. Also, vanity sizing! I can pretend I'm a size 25 pant (that's like four sizes off) when shopping there. 

Welllll, happy weekend all- I have a really good giveaway with Urban Revisions coming up next week, so watch out for that!

BTW: I linked a few things in this post. The strange gaps in my basic computer knowledge make linking sort of mystifying for me- so let's just all hope for the best, k?

Denim on denim on blonde on pale on tired on blah blah blah.

Destroyed Denim Top- One Teaspoon, Denim Shorts- JBrand, Moccasins- Minnetonka, Beaded Belt- Aritzia, Arrow Collar- Fallon, Square Bangle- Fallon, Triangle Ring- Pamela Love, the usual vintage jewelry.

I am really pleased with this One Teaspoon top, but practically apoplectic over the One Teaspoon black leather jogging shorts that ship April 15th- they should match perfectly. Hopefully they fit- those awesome shorts and I have some pretty big plans. 

Ughh, I have never been so exhausted and honestly don't trust myself to string sentences together right now. But when I post tomorrow, expect some major fire and brimstone regarding (what else?) a movie that Joey and I made the mistake of watching last night. For now, I'll just leave it at this: if you are a fan of Kazuo Ishiguro's 'Never Let Me Go', then avoid the film version at all costs. I have never been more upset by a book to movie adaptation. Ok, that's all I've got in me this evening. Except how cool I think Joey's photo shopping is on that last picture- love the sort of '70s vibe- which I kinda ruined with the really bad eyeliner job I must have been walking around with all day today. So envious of you makeup wizards. 

Goodnight!

In Which I Write Way Too Much About Things (Necklaces, Mainly).

Wow. I am now acutely aware that nothing is more troubling than posting a photo of oneself directly above a photo of Bambi Northwood-Blyth. From here on out, all images of my face shall be kept completely separate from facial images of she who resembles a young Brooke Shields (only somehow prettier and more ethereal). 

I've been kind of obsessed with all the beautiful chokers and bib necklace thingees that've been popping up everywhere. Taylor, from thingsonhangers.com, has a really cool/simple one. That applies to like, every conceivable type of jewelry, though. She has quite an eye for flair. Anyway, the sparkly Fallon piece I'm wearing above was one of those lucky "hanging out in the bowels of my jewelry receptacle" finds. I was pretty happy to rediscover it- and by "happy" I mean "overweening excitement so intense that a bemused Joey briefly wondered if I have always been this shallow". Hopefully, he wasn't reminded of the first time we met. It was one of "those" nights where my drunkenness rose to the level of bonkers that could easily end with naked night swimming, the belting out at the top of my lungs some long-forgotten Dropkick Murphys song, weeping about "all the beauty in the universe", or, in this case, loud and slurry proclamations to my lovely friend Miriam that "he's totally hotter than I thought he would be". "He" being Joey, who was standing right there, sort of taking it all in. I tend to follow the speech patterns of a Sweet Valley Twin when intoxicated. Point being, the first statement my husband ever heard me make was about as shallow as shallow can get. Funny how such an inauspicious meeting led to our lovely little life.

ANYWAY, now that I already have what I was looking for, it's time for my next obsession: the ManiaMania "Afterlife" choker. Bambi looks unbelievably gorgeous in the above photo (and the rest of the ManiaMania campaign), but Abbey Lee has just been wearing the hell out of that choker recently. Each new picture of her sashaying around like a towheaded Egyptian Aussie princess from the early '90s (uh, that description isn't nonsensical in my head) makes me want that piece more. I would have posted some photos, but since you've seen them on every other blog, ehh. 

Sadly, my weekend in Alabama was all about trying to keep from vomiting. So all the photo-taking plans Joey and I made were sort of the last thing on my mind. I've never mentioned this on the blog, but I have a frustrating vertigo-esque ailment that pops up at the most inopportune times. So I had three surreal days of Lifetime Movie Network (after a while, those movies blend into this blurry tapestry of banal strangeness and you quit differentiating one from the next). Oh, and in case Alfred Hitchcock* gave you the notion that "vertigo" just means "fear of heights"- imagine extreme motion sickness, but you aren't even moving, and not much can be done about it. And throw in that feeling you get when you drink too much and things start spinning. That's vertigo.

God, I am a long-winded writer. Here are the CliffNotes: "I like the Fallon necklace I found. Sometimes I am shallow. I like that one ManiaMania choker. I have vertigo."

Tomorrow I shall do an outfit post. With very little blather underneath it.

*Sorry, another random movie mention- I am referring to Hitchcock's Vertigo, which is a great film, but vertigo is shown to be a fear of heights, not an ailment (which it is- oh man, it is).