Surprise, surprise: I love cat-eye sunglasses. I know, you're shocked. I only have a million different pairs (only a slight embellishment), varying from bargain bin frames, vintage treasures, and ones that put more of a dent in my wallet. With the days getting longer and the sun stronger, I've had sunglasses on my mind - and in my bookmarks. I compiled a list of some of my current favorites, and believe it or not, I practiced restraint. I probably could have listed twice as many! Do you have a favorite pair? What sunglasses are on your wish list?
It's been eleven years since I attended my own prom, and just typing that has reminded me how quickly the time flies by. It's also a testament of long I've been blogging, since I documented the entire affair in my Open Diary. Of course, we didn't call it "blogging" then, nor did we refer to it as such when I transitioned to LiveJournal. But whatever we may have called it, I was so grateful to have an outlet to discuss my day to day, divulge my secret crushes, and lament the throes of being a teenaged basket case. And what a basket case I was.
I remember my prom very well, from choosing the dress (I didn't wear dresses back then and made hell for my poor mom), hoping for a date, and then giving up on that idea and going with my gay best friend. Prom was not an especially magical night for me - it ended in tears. I'm afraid that despite my outwardly cynical outlook on the whole affair, I had higher hopes for it than it possibly could have delivered. I watched a whole lot of Pretty in Pink and assumed that since the rest of my story was so similar to Andie's, the end result would also be the same. I imagined my crush coming in and sweeping me off my feet, then dancing the night away to eighties love ballads. It didn't work like that. He didn't even go to my school, and I'm not one for dancing (being clumsily pigeon-toed and all), so I'm not sure how that would have worked. But teenaged minds can be very curious. It seemed so logical in the movies!
If I had to do it all over again, of course I'd still go. But I would merely treat it as an excuse to dress up and have a good time with friends. I might also gather up the courage to talk to my crush - after all, what would I have to lose? - and swap my floor length gown for something I'd feel a little more comfortable in, like a shorter, vintage dress. Even now, I don't feel like myself in anything too formal - though I'd give up my whole wardrobe for a few dresses from Downton Abbey. Now that I'm thinking of Downton, I can barely remember what I was supposed to be writing about. I tend to get caught up in fictional worlds...can you tell?
I've been getting a lot of inquiries about how I style my hair, now that it's short. I'll be doing more tutorials on how I wear my hair down, but I also wanted to show how I fake an updo. You all know how much I wore my hair up, when it was longer. Now that I've chopped it all off, I occasionally like to pretend I still have enough hair to pile it on top of my head. The best part is that I haven't had to give up my beloved headscarves. In fact, they help hide the mess of pins I put in place! If you want to try this without a scarf, it also helps to have a pretty barrette or flower to keep it looking tidy. Keep reading after the jump for a full step by step tutorial. And if you need further instruction on tying a the scarf, check out my head scarf tutorial.
