That is me. I am a spoiled little brat. Sad thing is, I am smiling while I type that.
Why am I a spoiled little brat?
Well, when we were chatting up how much fun our honey-cruise was, Lance's family decided it would be the perfect last minute spring break jaunt for them. Trouble is, they needed four people to go, not three. Can you guess where this is leading? Yep, I'm going on ANOTHER cruise.
See? Spoiled little brat. I told you. My husband just shrugged and said "sure, why not? Have fun!" , and my Mom said, "sure I'll watch Bubbalu, why not? Have fun!", and I said "sure I'll go again, might be fun!".
So there you go.
A
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Fantabulous Fake Flats
I like the idea of flats, really, I do. I just cannot wear them.
I luv to look at them, pretend they will be super duper stylish and completely figure flattering, not to mention comfortable. I stroll about the shoe display, and pick out a susceptible pair.
Usually of the polka-dot, bold floral print or bow-accessorized variety, cause that's how I roll.
They yell from their soles, "pick me, pick me! I'm really really cute! I'll transform your wardrobe one outfit at a time!".
I take them out of the box, and unwrap the thin paper around them and slip them on. They continue to maintain their facade of uber cuteness as the hems of my Jeans of Perfection Svelteness fall at the perfect part of the shoe, letting the toe peep out.
Then, I stand up and look in the mirror. My legs look like sausage in casing. I cannot emphasize enough the need for some heels on this bod. They make such a huge difference in how I look!
So, what's a girl to do? Long hems on my Jeans of Perfection Sveltness + no ability to pull off a flat = mucho problemo.
I had to go to an expert. Big Mama suggested that I go for a moderately comfortable heel, and gave some links to show as examples.
But, I live in Seattle. Being that it SNOWED here today, we still need to cover those toes. Here's what I found:
And they were on sale. Can I get a Hallelujah! from the back. I got them in black and brown. Notice the bow? And the cute liner? Yep, they are just my style. Eliminate meaty looking legs, add some cuteness and spunk, and check it out, they look like flats!
I'm a happy girl.
A
I luv to look at them, pretend they will be super duper stylish and completely figure flattering, not to mention comfortable. I stroll about the shoe display, and pick out a susceptible pair.
Usually of the polka-dot, bold floral print or bow-accessorized variety, cause that's how I roll.
They yell from their soles, "pick me, pick me! I'm really really cute! I'll transform your wardrobe one outfit at a time!".
I take them out of the box, and unwrap the thin paper around them and slip them on. They continue to maintain their facade of uber cuteness as the hems of my Jeans of Perfection Svelteness fall at the perfect part of the shoe, letting the toe peep out.
Then, I stand up and look in the mirror. My legs look like sausage in casing. I cannot emphasize enough the need for some heels on this bod. They make such a huge difference in how I look!
So, what's a girl to do? Long hems on my Jeans of Perfection Sveltness + no ability to pull off a flat = mucho problemo.
I had to go to an expert. Big Mama suggested that I go for a moderately comfortable heel, and gave some links to show as examples.
But, I live in Seattle. Being that it SNOWED here today, we still need to cover those toes. Here's what I found:
And they were on sale. Can I get a Hallelujah! from the back. I got them in black and brown. Notice the bow? And the cute liner? Yep, they are just my style. Eliminate meaty looking legs, add some cuteness and spunk, and check it out, they look like flats!
I'm a happy girl.
A
No More Bloggy Break
I know, I know, I took a LONG bloggy break. But, it was worth it!
Lance and I went on a much anticipated 2nd honeymoon Mexican cruise trip last week. Pictures are pending! We left Bubbalu behind with his doting grandparents (on both sides). By the end of the week, I think he may have been more pampered than we were (no pun intended)! After getting back home, we stayed up in L-town with our families and played a bit longer.
Drove home through snow today (really? SNOW at the end of march? I am embarrassed to admit I packed shorts and capri's for L-town, silly me) and am settling in again after 6+ loads of laundry.
What happened in the blog world? What did I miss? Other than all you fine folks, of course.
A
Lance and I went on a much anticipated 2nd honeymoon Mexican cruise trip last week. Pictures are pending! We left Bubbalu behind with his doting grandparents (on both sides). By the end of the week, I think he may have been more pampered than we were (no pun intended)! After getting back home, we stayed up in L-town with our families and played a bit longer.
Drove home through snow today (really? SNOW at the end of march? I am embarrassed to admit I packed shorts and capri's for L-town, silly me) and am settling in again after 6+ loads of laundry.
What happened in the blog world? What did I miss? Other than all you fine folks, of course.
A
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