Well, went shopping with the little sister again, and boy did we hit the jean jackpot! Who knew a Jeans of Perfection Svelteness day could not only occur again, but multiply exponentially as well!?
I was THIS close to buying a secondary set of fantabulous jeans. I was standing in line having pre-buyers remorse. Just didn't think the hubby would be thrilled with the purchase. So, I politely asked the saleslady to put them on hold for me.
I didn't go back for them.
I'm just waiting for Macy's to have another super sale.
Or, use a 40% off any one item coupon. Whatsthatyousay? They don't take Joanns coupons at Macy's?
Why not!?
A
(Btw, stop by Becca's blog and wish her a happy B-day for tomorrow! )
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Jeans of Perfection Svelteness...again.
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Saturday, March 29, 2008
Spoiled Little Brat....
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
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
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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
Labels:
Fashionista Wannabe
,
Girly Girl Stuff
,
Shopping Therapy
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