Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!











These are the most last minute costumes - even more last minute than last year! Originally, I wanted to be Kelly Kapowski and have Bobby be Zack, but he wasn't into the idea. He also thought he was working, so I settled on being Holly Hobbie. Up until this morning, that was the plan. But then we found out he didn't have to work, so we had to figure something out for him. I just went through the closets and found everything to be Alice and the white rabbit. We just made the pocket watch out of a wall clock (popped out the back and made a new one) and a vintage chain, and I sewed my bow headband. Miku's squirrel costume didn't really go with the theme, so we borrowed Bobby's accessories for the pictures. What do you think? Did we pull it off?

What were you for Halloween?


Thursday, October 28, 2010

This is a city for not sleeping; the clocks are set by feel.








Outfit Details:
Erin Fetherston for Target dress
black cardigan thing - Beacon's Closet
vintage fedora - I think it's from my mom's store...I've had it so long
tights - Target
Girlie heels - courtesy of Nine West
Madison Brynne bag - courtesy of Coach (I know, I wear this all the freakin' time...I just love it)

I'm a special kind of night owl. I'm the kind of night owl that rarely leaves its nest at night, and by all means of logic should probably transition to the lifestyle of an early bird. Yet here I am, every single night, up until four or five in the morning. Then it's off to early morning meetings and breakfast and previews...then back home to work. Then, a little nap. I wake back up and get to work again (or catch up on Weeds). Before I know it, I'm up all night again. This week has been little naps and major headaches, with lots of running about in between. I'm the kind of girl who either sleeps too much or rarely at all. I'm constantly reminded that it's quite unhealthy, but it's just the way I work - and here I am complaining about it, even though I kind of like the quiet madness of it all. It peppers my otherwise mundane day-in and day-out with just enough anxiety to make me feel like myself. After all, who am I, if not a mess?


Yesterday, after an hour and a half of sleep, I headed to the Nine West preview at The Standard, went directly to another multi-label preview after that, had lunch with Bobby and then made a stop at the American Living preview. I've made a habit out of accepting more invitations, because it keeps me from getting cabin fever and lets me interact with actual people, since I usually just talk to my animals. On top of meeting not one but two people from Coral Springs (small world), I also received a complimentary CND Shellac manicure at the second of the previews, which was both enjoyable and a little embarrassing (my nails were a mess and my cuticles were even worse). It's supposed to last two weeks, so I'll report back with the results. If I get through more than a few days, I'll consider it a success. Manicures never last long on me - maybe because I'm so fidgety and clumsy - hence, my rare foray into the nail salon. Like I said...I'm a mess. But that's me, and my friends and family love me all the same.

Speaking of messes...I should probably clean this apartment. It looks like a tornado hit Brooklyn again.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Win a $25 credit to Kellyssima!




Today's giveaway is courtesy of Kellyssima, who is offering one of my lucky readers a $25 credit to their shop! I personally own two pieces of jewelry from Kellyssima and I love both of them to bits.

To enter, simply visit Kellyssima and comment below with a link to what you would get with your credit!

Bonus entries (leave an additional comment for each):
- Follow Kellyssima on Twitter
- "Like" on Facebook


Entries will be accepted until 9 pm EST Saturday, October 30th. A winner will be chosen at random and announced in this post. Good luck!



The winner is Rebecca from see you in sweden.

Whatever it takes




Outfit Details: Seychelles boots and BB Dakota skirt - courtesy of ModCloth, tights - H&M, vintage vest - Beacon's Closet, BB Dakota lace top - borrowed from Kim, vintage wicker purse - a gift from my mom's bff Dawn, belt and blazer - thrifted

I've been wearing a lot of boots, lately - which makes sense, since it is Fall. I used to wear boots all the time, even in Florida. It would literally be pushing 90 degrees and I would somehow work boots into my ensemble. I have few major issues with Florida; it was a pleasant place to grow up. I just resented not being able to dress for different seasons. It's pretty much Summer all year round, except for the occasional, if very slight, chill. I absolutely hate being cold, but I do love to layer and I also love my boots. Get it together, Florida! Your flippy floppy clad inhabitants are missing out on the joys of the seasonal wardrobe.

Of course, I say this now, while the weather is still bearable. Come Winter, I'll be begging New York to take notes from Florida. The grass is always greener!



p.s.

This is from over four years ago. In Florida. It was probably warm. They are still some of my favorite boots!
 
p.p.s. Happy Birthday to my BFF Lauren<3

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Funky Fondled and Fresh Giveaway!



Today's giveaway is courtesy of Funky Fondled and Fresh, who is offering one of my lucky readers a poster of their original artwork. A little bit about the Funky Fondled and Fresh Fall 2010 Poster:
-Original art work created in Illustrator.
-Size-11x14"
-Laser print on high quality paper

To enter, simply visit Funky Fondled and Fresh and comment below.

"Like" them on facebook for an additional entry (and leave a comment telling me you did).

Entries will be accepted until 9 pm EST Thursday, October 28th. A winner will be chosen at random and announced in this post. Good luck!



The winner is Soychild. Congratulations!

Monday, October 25, 2010

Makeup Monday: From the Archives

Due to my cat-scratched eye, Kim was supposed to be guest posting this week. Unfortunately, she has had a really busy work schedule and didn't get around to it. It looks like Makeup Monday might be Makeup Tuesday or Wednesday, so in the meantime, here is an old video tutorial with a very simple look, courtesy of Emerging Thoughts. Click the photo for the video!



A Little Bit Country






Outfit Details:
shirt - Bobby's
lace camisole underneath - thrifted
jeans - courtesy of Tory Burch
vintage america boots - courtesy of Nine West

I'm usually not a practical person. You can't claim practicality when you wear four and five inch heels to walk around the city, even in snow. Practical I am not - but I'm not fussy, either. Give me a piece of land to explore and I can entertain myself for hours.

On the surface, I might seem high maintenance or maybe even prissy with my little dresses and heels, always made up. Though I admit I like to dress up and look nice - and I feel there is nothing wrong with that - I'm actually rather low maintenance. I can count on one hand the number of times I've had my nails done. I've literally had one pedicure in my whole life, much to my mom's chagrin. I cut my own bangs and have my hair done once or twice a year (which is why it is up so much). I've never even been to a spa, though I'm sure it's heaven. It's just makeup and clothes. Other than that, I'm actually the type of girl who is more comfortable outside, jumping on a bareback horse and swimming in the pond. I like to splash in puddles and tread through mud, explore the orange groves for creatures and rescue snakes from being run over (or shot by the neighbor). I'm always covered in bug bites and bruises and often put myself in mild danger in the name of adventure.

I've often said that two things saved my life: my horses and Tessa. Tessa didn't come until I was in sixth grade, but my horses were there since I was four. Without them, I don't know if I would have made it through my childhood, let alone what kind of person I would turn out to be. Growing up with horses, being raised in a ranch environment (though we didn't own that one) with endless adventures - all of that stays with you, and there's no amount of material possessions that can ever compare. There's something magical and freeing about the great outdoors, especially when you get to share it with such magnificent creatures.

I love this city and the opportunities that come with it. I love being in a liberal-minded environment, having everything within arm's reach. I am this strange, conflicting combination of a city girl and a country bumpkin, nothing in between. I just wish I could plop down a little piece of land in the middle of it all, with my horses and a little house with a wrap-around porch. Though I'm lucky that I'm able to travel back and forth so often, it would be nice if the distance was shorter. One day...

Friday, October 22, 2010

Miku, my little love.







Outfit Details:
romper: thrifted
cozy cardigan (I've been living in this): courtesy of LuLu*s (get 15% off your order with code KEIKO)
Coach bag - courtesy of Coach
Seychelles Hawk wedges - courtesy of Seychelles
tights - we love colors

I had the utmost scare a dog lover could imagine: Miku ran into traffic and almost got hit. I'm shaking just typing this, even though it was two days ago. Bobby and I were taking her to the dog park near the bridge, and while he retrieved the car from the opposite side of a busy avenue, Miku and I waited. I was chatting with a girl about Miku; she told me she had a dog just like her and wanted to know if I would breed her (she is spayed - spay/neuter your pets!). As we were talking, Miku got frantic with worry over Bobby's absence. When we're not home and one of us makes an exit, she gets really upset and anxious. Her gentle leader started to slip up as I held her back, so I stooped down (with two bags and a drink in my hand) to fix it. She took that opportunity to quickly wriggle out and went darting straight for traffic, heading toward Bobby.

I  ran straight after her, screaming and flailing my hands for cars to slow down. Though they would have had time to slow, not a single one even tried. Both Miku and myself were nearly hit not once, but at least three times. I don't know if I would have been able to save her if it wasn't for the girl I was talking to, who bravely and selflessly helped me corral her. Thankfully, she was a little more level-headed than me and didn't risk getting hit, but still...I can't even begin to thank her enough. When I got Miku and brought her back to the sidewalk, she was trembling. I was shaking like crazy and a hysterical mess. I couldn't manage to get anything more than a sincere "Thank you" out, but I am forever grateful for the girl who helped me save my little pup. Miku is my life. My animals mean the world to me and Miku is my heart. I'm crying just thinking about this, how I could have prevented it if I had her collar on tighter, how she came so close to being run over.

Bobby and I carried her the rest of the day, save for when we were near the water on the secure promenade and in the actual dog park. Even in the park (which has double gates to prevent escape), I was a wreck. When she even went near the fence, I called her over to me. She was over it the second we were in the park with other dogs, but I'm still a nervous wreck. We went and got her a harness, and I'll now be walking her with both the harness AND a gentle leader, because I'm crazy. Two leashes until the harness proves its worth (I got a sturdy one).


It's that fluffy hair. It makes the collar seem so much tighter than it actually is; she's really quite small, save for the hair.

I'm forever grateful that I'm able to report with a happy ending. I'm also pleased to know that I will, without a doubt, risk my own life to save my dog's. That's love. I know she'd do the same.


p.s. I did post a craigslist missed connections to thank the girl, since some of you asked:)
p.p.s. I don't know if you noticed, but I have a partial black eye (my right) from my cat. I was holding Lacy and Bobby sneezed, which freaked her out. She accidentally clawed my eyelid, near my tear duct (hurts like a mother) and near the other eye. She left my right eye looking like I got punched!

An Evening With Kenneth Cole





If you follow me on twitter, you probably already know about my amazing Monday night. Bobby and I were invited to attend a lovely dinner hosted by Kenneth Cole, and to check out the new collection. We chatted with Kenneth, his creative director Ingo Wilts, and mingled with both new and familiar faces. I managed to make it through the entire night without a single faux pas! Well, if you don't count the fact that I dropped my fork into that cute little river running down the middle of the table, set my napkin on fire and got the contents of a cream puff all over my skirt and tights. All in a day's work, my friends.

This is a picture heavy post, so please keep reading after the jump!

Thursday, October 21, 2010

The Giving Tree



Even in South Florida, it began feeling like Fall. My sister had the most beautiful weather for her wedding (I'm working on a huge wedding post for the weekend).




Every day, with the help of my now-brother-in-law's fancy truck (what a guy! He let me borrow it the whole time), I ran around town, doing the usual wedding planning and panicking. In between the errands and generally running around like a crazy person, I would pick up two of my favorite girls from their schools - one from high school (insanity), the other from pre-K. Roxy's school happens to be adjacent to the church parking lot near my mom's house, where I used to play. There was a large, beautiful tree that we called our club house; it was the absolute best tree for climbing. We each had a "room" and decorated accordingly (in our imaginations). Even in middle school, we used to run our lines for our school play while lounging on the tree's limbs. It was our very own Giving Tree. The church ladies always yelled at us for playing in the tree; they were a crabby bunch.

When I reached high school, they cut the tree down. Now there is only a gazebo.




I suppose it will have to do. We don't have much of a choice.

Outfit Details:
Thrill Seeker Jacket - courtesy of ModCloth
Pumpkin Pie dress - courtesy of Spotted Moth
Romance boots - courtesy of Seychelles
stick - Roxy's wand (she traded me for the Coach bag - the girl knows what she wants)
pen in my hair - oops