A Fatal Attraction to Cuteness
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Dear Gwen,
Why yes, I WILL walk a mile in your shoes! But not in your pants.
2Legit2Quit,
Boots M.
I popped into Ross yesterday intent on finding a curtain and curtain rod for our front entryway window and stumbled on to these lovelies:
How could I resist? I typically wear black Converse lo-tops and truth be told, I’ve gotten a bit tired of my feet looking like everyone else’s in the room. It was time to break from the pack so I brought them home. I do hope Chuck Taylor’s not weeping softly in his grave.
Dear Chuck,
I just need some time. It’s not you, it’s me.
Besos,
Harajuku Lover
Never put off for tomorrow what you can do day after tomorrow
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Thursday – October 29th, 2009
The Bizness:
Beret: Estate sale
Earrings: Street vendor in NYC
Sweater: Express via thrift store
Lace cami: origins unknown
Belt: Ross
Skirt: Thrifted
Tights: Old Navy
Boots: Buffalo Exchange
The Story:
More rain, more boots. But I finally got to wear this new skirt I picked up on a thrift store excursion about a month ago. Originally it had some really odd material/apron-like strings that came out of the waist that you were supposed to tie in a bow at the side. Only, it bulked up the silhouette really oddly and I could never quite get the bow to look neatly tied. Not surprising coming from a girl who was almost in 4th grade by the time she got the hang of tying her shoes. Even then, I still liked Velcro. Anyway, the strings just kind of hung there like two wet noodles.
So I whacked them off. And now everyone is much happier.
I’m not sure about the beret, some days I like it, some days I don’t. Today it got the green light. I’m in hat mode right now which is typical for me when autumn rolls around. P-haps this is the foundation for that Halloween costume I have yet to conjure up. If I don’t think of something soon I’ll be in deep Doo2 as the party me and the hubarino are attending demands a costume in order to enter. Doh-seph!
In other news, I’m looking forward to tomorrow. My sis, mom and I are headed out to here. Hope we get some sweet swag! Either way, I’ll report back here with updates posthaste!
Making a promise to myself that I will not take the easy way out and buy a plastic costume at the Wal-Marts,
Boots Beret
I Never Stole a Horse From Someone I Didn’t Like
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Wednesday – October 28th, 2009
The Bizness:
Top: Style & Co. via Thrift store
Denim Skirt: Ann Taylor Loft
Necklace: Revente Consignment in Dallas, TX
Earrings: Gift from mom
Beanie: Estate Sale
Belt: Charlotte Russe
Bracelets: origins unknown
Boots: Frye via Dillard’s
The Story:
You know how some people say that when they find a top, skirt, or pair of shoes they really love that they buy one in every color? Well, I must admit, I’m glad I only have ONE denim skirt. Otherwise, I’d probably just end up wearing it everyday. As it is, I have to watch myself or I’d end up wearing this skirt several times a week. I do love the petite line from Ann Taylor Loft (and no, they’re not paying me to say this although it would be nice if they did). It just happens to be one of those petite lines that fits me perfectly and looks great with other items I have in my closet.
Those things I have on my feet are a prerequisite for living in the state in which I dwell. And no I’m not talking about denial, delusion or distress for all the smarty pants reading this. I’m talking Lone Star, baby! You live here, you love fashion, you MUST have at least one pair of Cowboy boots. I have three. All of them are Frye boots. And if you’re wondering; no, I’ve never been to a rodeo, never owned a ranch, farm or cattle. I’ve never collected eggs from a chicken and I never stole a horse from someone I didn’t like. But I do love me some Frye boots. These boots will never go out of style and with a little polish they will last forever. I may be one of the reigning Queens of Texas Thrift but I don’t bat an eyelash when paying retail for these bad boys. Some things are worth the money.
And now you know why they call me Boots McGee.
Regulators! Let’s ride.
Boots McGee
I like big . . . belts and I cannot lie.
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Monday – October 26th, 2009
The Bizness:
Cardigan: Thrifted
Black Lace Tank: Some fly-by-night store at a Dallas Mall
Necklaces: Gift from Mom
Cuff: (seen in detail shot) Ebay
Belt: Forever 21
Jeans: Target
Ballet flats: Steve Madden
The Story:
So I tried this sweater with a small belt when I first put it on but ended up going with the bigger one in the end. I love big belts, even when they are supposedly not “in fashion.” I have a brown one with a big metal buckle and connecting rings that looks like something a wrestler would wear during training to prevent hernias. I have no idea what to do with it so it sits in my closet waiting for its special day to arrive; when I either find the perfect outfit or fulfill my destiny as a luchadora. Until then, working with this black one is a lot easier.
It rained ALL DAY today. So this is me three minutes before I went outside and my hair exploded.
Ready to rumble,
Boots McGee a.k.a. “La Diabolica” (in the ring)
Friday Frival Bizzle
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It’s the Friday Frival my little fashionizzles! I’m excited, YOU’RE excited, it’s the weekend; it’s the perfect trifecta for frivolity. So let’s get to it shall we?
1. First up: let’s all channel our inner child and dial it back to our Barbie days, if indeed, Barbie was yo thang as she was mine. And when I say I was into Barbie, understand:
I WAS INTO BARBIE.
Eh, hem, however, in my Barbie’s world she was a fashionably-dressed, international jewel thief who lived in a secret cave hideaway (translation: my nightstand) and who always managed to outsmart blonde plastic-haired Ken who was head of security at the Federal Bank of Jewels and Shinies (i.e. the leg-space under my desk). Ah, blonde Ken, you were always two steps behind.
Unfortunately for blonde Ken, who had to work alone, Barbie always arrived at the scene with her two almost-as-equally stunning female partners-in-crime (they were relegated to PICs due to my inexperience at cutting doll hair and you can’t play lead if your locks look like something that went toe-to-toe with a hedge trimmer). Invariably, Barbie and her bad-girl angels made off with the loot and drove back to the hideout where she danced the Watusi with brown-haired Ken. (Yes, the term Watusi IS a metaphor. My mother might be reading this!)
Brown-haired Ken was a rare find that came equipped with REAL hair and extra bendy limbs that were very good for uh, watusi-ing . . .
But enough with the nostalgia! Check out these pics from the 7th Annual Altered Barbie Exhibit held in San Francisco and look at what our girl is doing NOW:
It’s so wonderful to see good ol’Babs living life OUTSIDE the box. In fact, I just might start playing with dolls again. It’s high time I got the crew back together for one more big heist.
2. We need more street style fashion blogs from South Africa ASAP. They are doing THE BIZNESS down there. Check out this post from the Livejournal black cigarette community.
3. Not too long ago, a fellow height-challenged friend and I were lamenting the sheer impossibility of tucking our jeans into our boots without getting the dreaded poufy knee that seems to be one of the many curses that follow a short girl through life (said curses also include but are not limited to: the tall, drunk frat-guy standing in front of you at EVERY concert you will ever go to who always seems to both block your view AND stumble back, stepping on your foot only to never say he’s sorry, the top shelf in all your kitchen cabinets and that frackin’ pull-chain on ceiling fans).
But no more! Behold! I give you THE JEGGING!
Leggings that look like jeans! If you can live with the ridiculous name, you can say good-by to the dreaded poufy knee AND wear those killer boots to the concert where you can bury one of them deep in the ass of the tall, drunk-frat guy. Because revenge is a dish best served when you look FIERCE. Gotta have’em? Order them here.
4. And JUST in time for Thanksgiving at the in-laws:
Yes it is a sweater. Yes, those are penises.
This lovely cardigan from Agent Provocateur is made from deliciously soft cashmere and guaranteed to make dinner table convo MUCH MORE INTERESTING. Want to go the extra mile? Pair it with your pearl necklace for gits and shiggles.
5. And finally, not to be a total pageant mom but after seeing this video I’m thinking it’s high time Swabson J. Kensington learned his-self a skill:
Well folks, that’s the Friday 5! Now get out there and kick it with a tasty beat:
Wait, not that kind of beet, this kind of beat.
There we go.
Holy Band Leader Jackets Batman!
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So today’s outfit was supposed to showcase this awesome Ebay score:
When suddenly the Bat-phone rang . . .
It seems an acquaintance of mine was in a bit of a bind and was calling for Defcon Level 1 help. So I snapped a couple of quick iPhone outfit pictures and was off, quick as a bunny . . .
Alas, it seems my less-than-stellar photography skills are even LESS than stellar when I’m moving at light speed. So I shall leave you with still shots of my latest addition to my Style Arsenal . . . my new band-member jacket!
I’ve enlisted the help of my photographer friend, Panda Bob, to help me with my camera-skillz in the coming weeks. I’ll have to remember to request a lesson in fast-motion photography . . .
Ciao!
Bat-Boots McGee
From Russia, With Love
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Monday – October 19th, 2009
The Bizness:
Tweed Blazer: Thrifted
T-Shirt: Target
Necklaces: Gift & Thrifted
Skirt: Ann Taylor Loft
Boots: DSW
The Story:
I found this blazer at a thrift store and fell in love with it because of the leather elbow patches and collar. When I saw the inside label: Made in Russia, I was sold. Now had it said: Made in the Soviet Union, I would, have crapped, my pants. And then I would have bought it. I forgot to get a shot of the patches though, maybe next time. The tee and skirt are basic in order to balance out the ‘professor’ vibe that the small plaid print can sometimes give off. Not that THAT’S a bad thing but I was headed to the store and not to teach a class. The boots are a recent acquisition; I had been pining for something slouchy and suede.
I included the 2nd picture because while you may think I’m doing my best ‘introspective’ look . . . I’m actually watching my cat hack up a pound of our lawn. S.J.K. loves the green stuff; when he’s not licking the driveway. But I liked how the shot turned out.
This was my first time attempting an outfit photo using the timer device on my camera. I am 5′2″ and could not believe how frustrating it can be trying to get a full outfit shot! I can’t begin to imagine what the 6′ chicas out there running style blogs have to do.
Hasta manana!
Professor B. McGee
These watermelons are bananas!
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While I brainstorm what the heck I’m going to wear as a Halloween costume for this year’s par-teh, check out the Friday Frivolity I found running amuck on the interwebs. Let the Weekend Frivolity begin!
1. West Coast vs East Coast:
These killer handbags from Empire33 totally unleash the Beatrix Kiddo in me. I’m actually kind of sad they don’t come with the blades, they sure would come in handy during sample sales. The handle in the first bag pictured above is an actual American civil war sword handle and the second one comes from a Japanese katana sword. Make sure to wrap your shurikens up extra carefully before you put them in your bag, you wouldn’t want to damage that high quality Italian leather.
2. In other news, Alexander McQueen is blowing me away:
Once I have the Evil Queen shoes, all that remains is finding the Evil Kingdom that I shall rule while wearing them. I wonder if Emperor Ming is hiring:
However, should the Ming job not work out, I’ll buy this pair instead and go apply at oh, say, the lost city of Atlantis:
Although, it’d have to be desk job. Honestly, these shoes are THE JAM. This is why I love fashion, folks. It’s not always comfortable but it does make you look, and stare. And wonder. And imagine. And that’s really what the hokey-pokey is all about.
3. Apparently, as addicted to Etsy.com as I am, I am not looking CLOSE enough, because thar be comedic gold in them there hills. GOLD, I tell you. Luckily, now that we have Regretsy.com, you don’t have to mine for those nuggets of joy. Like this lovely Blue Houndstooth Tie Swing Coat.
And yes, Virgina, YOU CAN put a vagina on everything. YES. EVERYTHING.
Oh Regretsy, after the Fish and Fowl Taxidermy Suit I just ordered, you’re TOTALLY my new BFF.
4. G-string too constricting? Try this on for size. But be warned, you’ll have to CLENCH like never before:
Be forewarned, it takes the sheer will of a Jedi and the butt muscles of Madonna to hold this in place. Barring that, superglue works too.
5. L.A. actress/comedian, Amy Phillips had me ROLLING with this short video – Real Moments with Rachel Zoe, Episode 1. If you’ve ever watched even 5 seconds of the Rachel Zoe Project, you’ll love this. It would not surprise me if we see Phillips joining the cast of SNL one day down the line.
Enjoy your weekend! Get crunk! Or whatever it is the kids are doing these days.
This closet… is clean.
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I finally managed to get off my duffer last week and did something about the MADNESS that is also known as my clothes closet. Behold the before:
I know it probably doesn’t look like the worst mess you’ve ever seen but what I didn’t take pictures of were the heaps of clothing laying about the room with no home of their own. It was worse than when I lived out of milk crates back in the ol’ college days.
Behold the after:
Here’s what I used:
When it arrived back in June, I set it in the hallway and proceeded to stare at it until last week. I called this the “getting to know each other” phase of assembly. After me and the hubby installed it, I could have kicked myself for waiting so long, the whole system went up so easily! I was able to fit so much in, it freed up half of the closet in my “She-Cave”. Uh, that means “my study” BTW and not something anatomy-related.
Huzzah for Rubbermaid! So much cheaper than Elfa. And much more stylish than milk crates.
I posted a more thorough review here.
That jacket goes so well with your Panzer tank.
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So you know about my fixation with the military jacket.
Well, today I see this:
and this:
Now, I’m not saying the two should be worn together. I’m just saying that should I be left alone with a bottle of Petite Syrah and my own devices, I might need an intervention before El Hubby finds me marching down our quiet residential street in said get-up with a troupe of elephants, clowns and antiquated Panzer tanks following in my wake. And then we all break out into dance during the last 15 mins of this podcast:
Which, now that I say it aloud, actually sounds pretty bad-ass.
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