Sunday, September 29, 2013

Decoden Deja Vu and Damsels Who Dig Mr. Darcy





Top: Macy's
Skirt: Macy's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Kohl's
Belt: Wet Seal






Sweater: Marshalls
Skirt: Material Girl, Macy's
Shoes: Guess, DSW
Bag: Nordstrom






Cardigan: Kohl's
Camisole: Kohl's
Skirt: H&M
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Nahui Ollin
Belt: Tournier Everything's $10






Crochet top: Mossimo, Target
Tank: J. C. Penney's
Skirt: Marshalls
Shoes: Iron Fist, Journeys
Bag: B&B, Ocean City, Asbury Avenue
Belt: Wet Seal

"I think being creative is a waste of time and money."  

This startling sentiment was uttered from the always colorful Jennifer Coolidge, this time through the mouthpiece of Elizabeth Charming, a brassy babe on the make in the unlikely milieu of romantic comedy spoof Austenland.  A reenactment experience catering to Jane Austen addicts, Austenland offers romance gigolo-style in the form of amorously attentive "players" purporting to fall head over heels for the patrons.  Coolidge and Kerry Russell, who plays the auspiciously-named heroine Jane, are lamenting over said suitors (one of whom is Bret McKenzie of "Flight of the Conchords" fame) while embellishing hats when Ms. Charming makes her (at least to this crowd) unfortunate observation.  Not that there isn't a grain (or perhaps I should say seed bead) of truth in what she says.  Being creative can indeed be costly and time-consuming.  For example, I recently decided to restring my "fun stuff" bib necklace series since discovering that the beads I initially used (gasp!) fade after just a few wears.  (I'd made a couple of the necklaces for myself, which was how I came to know this.)  At first I thought it might be better to just quietly chuck them.  After all, restringing meant going to the trouble and expense of researching and purchasing new beads in addition to the actual reworking of the jewelry.  Not to mention that blabbing it all here on the blog probably wouldn't be good for business.  Still, my love for my bauble-bedazzled (or, as the Japanese would say, "decoden" bedecked) bibs triumphed, and silence has never been my strong suit.  So here are the upgraded versions, refortified with new plastic neon Delish beads.  

As I'm sure any fairy tale (and, in the end, even Ms. Charming herself) would attest, a few extra evenings and expenditures never stood a chance against such a fashion rehash of a happy ending.             

Friday, September 27, 2013

It's High (Heel!) Time for Another Shoe Montage


From top left, clockwise: Yellow/tan platforms, Ami Clubwear; Glitter tuxedo slippers, Madden Girl, Marshalls; Pin-up print pumps, Ami Clubwear; Tribal flats, Betseyville, J. C. Penney's; Black wedges, Bandolino, Marshalls; Orange/white bow platforms, Ami Clubwear; Gold cut-out pumps, Aubrey Brooke, DSW

About three months have passed since I've gathered enough new shoes to round out a fresh heel wheel.  Of course, this latest crew is a little bit motley in that it features heels and flats as well as a sleek black number "wedged" in between.  Although the wedges are far plainer than my usual picks, I was so taken with them upon my first sighting at Marshalls that I made a special return trip there just to get them.  Even the wackiest woman, after all, needs a pair of blank canvas kicks.  I wore them yesterday with last week's neon cloud dress and am happy to report that they're very comfy.

But that's a wedge for you, a paradox of pizzazz and dependability, not unlike a nice big chunk of cheddar.

Saturday, September 21, 2013

And Then There's Mod






Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: J. C. Penney's
Bag: Candie's, Kohl's
Belt: Wet Seal
Jacket: Material Girl, Macy's





 Lasting Lemons Necklace

Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: Alloy
Bag: Nordstrom





 Serious Sparkler Necklace

Dress: L'Amour by Nanette Lepore for J. C. Penney's
Blouse: Candie's, Kohl's
Boots: Impo, Marshalls
Bag: DSW

If I had the wherewithal and bandwidth-burgling bravado of a more brazen blogger, then I would've arranged for Bea Arthur's head to pop up at the end of that post title.  Not that I ever watched "Maude," "The Golden Girls" being the only sitcom of my acquaintance in the Bea Arthur canon.  But I do appreciate its sentiment, so celebrated-slash-satirized by that "Family Guy" ditty poking fun at its long intro jingle:

Lady Godiva was a freedom rider
She didn't care if the whole world looked
Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her
She was a sister who really cooked
Madame Curie was a strong woman character
Workin' all day in a science lab, yeah
Clara Barton was a famous nurse 
Who was rapping with the soldiers and bandages too
Susan B. Anthony, always out doin' stuff
Marchin' around and holdin' up signs . . .

Peter: And then there's Maude.

Pocahontas had it all goin' on . . .

Peter: What the hell?

An Indian guide with lots of Indian pride, Indira Ghandi ran a whole big country; that isn't easy even if you're a guy . . .

Peter: And then there's Maude?

Babe Zaharias was a really good athlete . . .

Peter: Aw, come on!

Good at track and field and professional golf, too

Peter: And then there's Maude!

Amelia Earhart flew a lot of airplanes except for that one time when she didn't come back
Cleopatra lived way out in the desert

Peter: And then there's Maude!  Come on!

But still found a way to keep herself looking fine
And then there's Maude

Peter: Ahh!  Ahh!  There we go!  That was an ordeal.

I like to think that the fiercely feminine and intrepidly indie online retailer Modcloth would sing along, too.  But then again, given the song's slightly anti-feminist bent (because who can tell what that rascal Seth MacFarlane is really thinking?), perhaps not.  At any rate, this post features a trio of Mod's most marvelous (and let's be honest, cheapest) pieces, set off, of course, by the sass and quirk of our treasured Trove trinkets.

And if that wasn't enough of an oddball overload, here's a shot of my Stila eyeshadow compact, which gives an ever-so-subtle (if peacock-painted) nod to the aforementioned Earhart:



That tiny, hard-to-read white writing just below the mirror says:

"Flying may not be all plain sailing, but the fun of it is worth the price.  - Amelia Earhart"

Soaring style, Stila, soaring style indeed.

Monday, September 16, 2013

You Look Like a Doily





Dress: Kohl's
Shoes: Guess, Marshalls
Bag: Marshalls
Belt: Kohl's
Jacket: J. C. Penney's





These were my wedding shoes.  I purchased them for $12.99 from Ami Clubwear.  They started out life solid red, their only adornment the rhinestone-sprinkled flower perched above the peep toe.  I added Hennytj's lovely pink satin roses and rhinestone buttons as well as craft store peach, yellow, and mint ribbon roses and danced all night with nary a mishap.  Talk about a testament to Gem-Tac!



Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: Ami Clubwear, embellished by The Tote Trove
Scarf: Gifted





Campus Queen Corsage Brooch

Top: Delia's
Jeans: Sears
Shoes: J. C. Penney's
Scarf: Marshalls

So said Ethan Hawke's Troy to Winona Ryder's Lelaina in Reality Bites when she emerged in a crochet dress to meet Ben Stiller-as-Michael-the-smarmy-record-producer back in the mid-1990s.  A grunge coming-of-age classic if ever there was one, it went right over my head the first time I saw it. (I think I was twelve.)  

Kind of like "Girls."  Yep, that's right.  I'm retracting my former criticism of Lena Dunham's critically acclaimed angst-filled HBO series.  Partly due to my new-found mission to be a kinder, gentler blogger, and partly because I recently watched the entire first season on DVD.  It was good.  Gritty and real and in-your-face and all those other adjectives attached to things that make you squirm.  In the wake of the sad-song-staged final credits, I couldn't help but think that it should be mandatory viewing for twelve-year-old girls, a kind of cautionary tale counseling tempered by a good mom's tough love commentary.  (The irony of my twelve-year-old self lacking the perspective to appreciate even Lelaina's considerably tamer trials is not lost on me.)  Life, after all, isn't all tea house heroine getups.  A point, by the way, most masterfully made in the romantic comedy Austenland, albeit ironically and with more glitter than grit.  But more on that later.  

And with that, we've come full circle.  Not an unfit end for a post starring a doily.  

Saturday, September 7, 2013

September is for Sapphire







Dress: Modcloth
Print wedges: Kohl's
Metallic pumps: Paris Hilton, Marshalls
Sunset clutch: Kohl's
Metallic shoulder bag: Gap








Tee: J. C. Penney's
Skirt: Marshalls
Shoes: Barefeet Shoes
Hello Kitty Tote: Amazon
White shoulder bag: Nine West, Boscov's






Top: Mossimo, Target
Skirt: Denizen by Levi's, Target
Bag: Gap
Scarf: Express





Pastel Snazzy Circles Necklace

Top: Marshalls
Jeans: Macy's
Shoes: Payless
Bag: Shoe Dept.

And turquoise.  And sky blue.  And navy.  (But never ever cornflower or Wedgwood.)  Equal parts no-nonsense and regal, these shades make for a nice jewel box of a post-summer palette.  I've always loved blue, much more so than pink.  (I know I've blogged about that before, but sometimes it just bears repeating.  I considered saying, "I've always loved the cool kiss of cobalt," "blue just blows me away," or something else silly-and-or-pompous, but thought better of sacrificing my street cred.)  The whole blue-vs.-pink thing takes me back to that last scene in "Sleeping Beauty" when Princess Aurora is dancing with the prince with the fairies hovering overhead, arguing over which color is better and changing the shade of Aurora's gown in the crossfire.  The result is an ever-changing, Technicolor dream of a dress drenched in Disney movie magic.  (So much for avoiding bombastic writing.)  

Team blue fairy, this post is for you.