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Based on yesterday’s complete fail of a weather forecast, I decided that I would throw caution to the wind today and wear something I was more in the mood for — something springy and bright and fun. Something that would allow me to loom menacingly the way I was meant to. Something to fly in the face of the sturm und drang that the weather report had predicted and, needless to say, would fail to get right once again.

Well, I was wrong, so very wrong. It rained. It was cold. It was windy. And to top it all off, periodically I would forget that I was in platform wedges, then shift my weight or step on an uneven surface and nearly turn my ankle over and over again. I would just be standing there, talking to someone and – bloop! – ankle out. Or, I would be walking (in the rain) with a very important developer (whose project will be the first I get to manage) to a restaurant to grab lunch and – bloop! bloop! – both ankles out and I nearly fall in the crosswalk. Or maybe I would just be walking with my colleagues to go get some afternoon coffee and then – bloop! – ankle out and hot coffee spilled all over my hands.

My god, this outfit was spectacularly ill-advised.

And did I mention that I forgot an umbrella?

Tomorrow: Pants. The weather forecast calls for rain and I will not question it. I will wear pants to keep my legs warm and sensible shoes that will allow me to loom over no one and it will be fantastic.

Outfit components:

  • cotton twill wrap blouse from Ann Taylor.
  • silk floral skirt from Anthropologie.
  • black platform wedge sandals by Faryl Robin.
  • black trench by Michael Kors.
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I got a haircut today and I really wanted to show it to you, but the wind just wasn’t cooperating with me. Can you kinda make it out? Probably not.

Anywho, after two back-to-back posts in which I managed to smile, here it is: the return of my chronic bitchface.

I don’t know what it is! I don’t feel pissed off. I’m pretty sure most people would say that my default facial expression is a ginormous grin. In fact, B– once told me that whenever he thinks of me, the first thing he always pictures in his mind is my smile. (D’aww.) But, yeah, I just am not making it happen when it comes to picture-taking time.

Any suggestions for triggering a natural smile? Your advice would be appreciated!

Sorry for the lack of informational and non-outfit posts. I have many planned, but I’ve had an exceptionally busy week. I don’t want to say anything until I’ve actually signed some documents, but it would appear I have a new job in a totally new field in an industry that is so awesome it could punch the sun in the face. But, as paperwork is still forthcoming, I will try to keep my omg omg omg in check.

Anywho, outfit components:

  • very blue vintage dress (Can you make out the chevrons? I love them.) from Elyse72 with minor alterations by me.
  • reversible leopard belt by Ralph Lauren purchased at Bloomingdales.
  • purple silk knit cardigan from Nordstrom Rack.
  • black tights from Spanx.
  • black suede wedges by Via Spiga purchased at Nordstrom Rack online.

Over the weekend I chanced upon some wicked awesome shoes. They had so much going for them: They were bright orange! They were platform wedges! They were 60% off retail! But, as luck would have it, the last available pair was a half size smaller than my usual. Undeterred, I tried them on. The length of the footbed matched my foot just fine, but the shoes were so tight at the vamp that I could barely squeeze my toes in, leaving my heel dangling off the back.

I bought them anyway.

Hey, I figured this would make for an excellent opportunity to document how exactly I go about stretching some shoes. Also, omg they’re so cute and make me so tall. Read the rest of this entry »

Yesterday I tried to nab the last of the dying light by taking pictures in the little portico area at the top of our stairs. Our house is painted a fluorescent peach hue not found in nature, if only for the fact that any and all naturally occurring instances of this color were destroyed utterly and instantly the moment any creature had the misfortune to happen upon them. It is a color that incites blinding, indiscriminate rage.

But, turns out that “death peach” (as I like to think of it) actually looks quite nice in the last rays of a San Francisco sunset. Whaddaya know.

Behind the cut, one picture in which I use the camouflaging effect of my zebra print dress to commune with animals, plus an outfit breakdown. Read the rest of this entry »

Up until a couple of years ago, there was no way in hell you could get me to wear a vintage article of clothing. You know why? Because somebody died in it.

That’s what that smell is.

A dead person.

Anywho, I’ve since overcome that whole sentiment and have begun shopping vintage fairly regularly. There are some things (cuts, proportions) that people just don’t seem to make anymore. Also, vintage shopping is a great, cost-effective way to follow fashion trends, which are frequently just rehashes of bygone trends themselves. For instance, if you read fashion blogs at all, you’ll know that the 70’s are really “having a moment” right now.

I tend to do my vintage shopping almost exclusively online [no smells! just pretty! leaving the house is for suckers!] and have managed to find some pretty rad stuff, including the above dress and hand-tooled leather clutch.

If someone did die in this dress, she died happy.

Outfit breakdown, another pic, and a shoe pic behind the cut. Read the rest of this entry »

Today I underwent 3.5 hours of back-to-back interviews at a video game developer that I would absolutely love to work for. I knew before going in that people tended to wear jeans and sneakers at this place, but I wanted to dress up a tiny bit without looking like a total ass. So, I kept things pretty sedate with a navy Ralph Lauren wrap dress and some nude wedges from endless that don’t seem to be available anymore. They were wicked cheap, but pretty damn comfy.

LOOK HOW HAPPY I AM TO BE TAKING PICTURES OF MYSELF!

This being my first picture post, I was pretty much terrified that I would look like… well, like myself. So, I tried to get my dog involved in the picture taking process. You know, to take the edge off. She wasn’t having it:

And, of course, I thought I might as well try different “poses” and ended up with this gem, in which I try my best to look alluring. [Warning! Stupid face and toe closeup behind the cut!] Read the rest of this entry »

I swear I’m not normally this crazed for shopping. It’s just that I’m in search of a new job and am handling my anxiety over the search by “preparing myself” for said new job by purchasing items that I feel will be appropriate for this totally imaginary, not-even-in-the-works, new job that please-oh-please-god I will get sometime soon.

It makes complete sense, really. No, you’re insane.

Here’s what I bought today:

Two of “the soft shirt” in “hazel” and “pavement” on sale at the Gap. [It’s a shirt with buttons! Like grown ups wear!] One pair of Swedish Hasbeens wedge heel clogs in “nature,” also on sale, but from endless.com.

Looking back at all the color swatches I’ve pulled in previous posts, I have to say I dress in some pretty drab colors. Is it the weather? The economy? Whatever it is, I need to punch things up a bit. Technicolor Mariebee coming soon…