Sunday, November 24, 2013

Farewell, Fred Flare






Cardigan: Kohl's
Camisole: Kohl's
Skirt: Kohl's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Lunchbox: Fred Flare
Scarf: A. C. Moore







Sweater: Kohl's
Dress: Candie's, Kohl's
Shoes: J. C. Penney's
Hat: Neff, Fred Flare








 Bow and Bonbons Necklace

Dress: Mocloth
Turtleneck: Boscov's
Yellow purse: Marshalls
Hamburger wallet: Toddland, Fred Flare
Pink pumps: Journeys
Bird scarf: Kohl's
Tank: Boscov's
Skirt: Necessary Objects, Annie Sez
Yellow pumps: Alloy
Heart purse: Princess Vera, Kohl's
Belt: Kohl's
Striped scarf: A. C. Moore







Top: Liz Claiborne, Marshalls
Camisole: Marshalls
Skirt: Kohl's
Shoes: BCBG, Macy's
Bag: Fred Flare
Belt: Wet Seal
Coat: BCBG, Macy's

When I got the email saying that Fred Flare was going out of business, I couldn't believe it.  Where was I to find my seasonal supply of hilarious holiday gifts?!  A quick scan of the comments on the retailer's blog revealed that countless other consumers felt the same way.  I'll never forget last Christmas's poo book snafu. Or the Christmas before that when my dad proclaimed his Fred Flare log pillow to be one of his favorite gifts.  So, in deference to Brooklyn's finest (get out of my head, Andy Sandberg), I've sprinkled this week's wardrobe picks with my most-loved Fred Flare finery.  I know, I know.  I thought there'd be more of it, too. Talk about a case of buyer's woulda-shoulda-coulda.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Venerable Bead






Top: J. C. Penney's
Cardigan: Kohl's
Skirt: Denizen by Levi's, Target
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Delias






Top: Marshalls
Skirt: Forever 21
Shoes: Alloy
Bag: Target
Coat: Gap





 Purple Parrot Paradise Necklace

Top: Candie's, Kohl's
Camisole: Marshalls
Jeans: Kohl's
Shoes: Betseyville, J. C. Penney's
Bag: Marshalls
Magenta scarf: Express
Printed scarf: A. C. Moore






Tank: Target
Cardigan: Kohl's
Jeans: Kohl's
Boots: Impo, Marshalls
Bag: Bisou Bisou, J. C. Penney's






Dress: Rampage, Amazon
Shoes: BCBG, Marshalls
Bag: Kohl's
Belt: Tournier Everything's $10
Bangle: B Fabulous
Stretch bracelet: Cloud Nine, Ocean City boardwalk
Ring: Claire's 





Three Cheers for Cherries Necklace

Top: J. C. Penney's
Cardigan: Kohl's
Jeans: J. C. Penney's
Shoes: Barefeet Shoes
Bag: Princess Vera, Kohl's

This week's post title presents a conundrum when it comes to penning puns.  Although its homonymic historical figure fits in nicely with this week's bead-heavy baubles (nearly no glue used this time, except for in Hooray for Hoopla.  But then it would be like one of the swinging sixties-style numbers to do something rebellious), he's a religious dude, a condition that puts the kibosh on all kinds of wordplay.  When blogging, I try to avoid the unholy triumvirate of cringe-inducing topics, namely, religion, politics, and money.  As well as anything else that sounds suspect.  For example, my first impulse was to christen the Amazon Adventure (necklace) the snappier and more menacing Fangs and Faces.  But that seemed wrong.  Especially when the faces in question are so cute.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Birthdays are for the Birds




I'm not ashamed to admit that most of my creative pursuits are an extension of my vanity.  Still, sometimes I like to make gifts for people.  This is always somewhat of a challenge, as it requires thinking about what kind of whatnot would make someone else happy (as opposed to what kind of whatnot would make me happy and then hoping that it catches the fancy of some like-minded shopper).  That's how I came to embellish this paper mache trinket box with a felt owl motif almost identical to the one in my Fabulous Felt Night Owl Necklace:

 
The box is for my sister as part of her (admittedly mostly store-bought) birthday present.  She's a fan of the feathered ones, but not so much of the super statement necklace, so I needed to figure out how to bring the necklace design to a new kind of canvas.  And then it hit me: who isn't bonkers for boxes?  They add a kind of quaint, old-fashioned charm to shelves, dressers, and nightstands and are ideal for storing tiny treasures like polished rocks and cute hairpins and candy (just so long as you don't forget to eat it, as sun-sapped chocolate is anything but a sweet surprise once the ants have set in).  Indeed, this bird-bedecked boite has a question mark of its own masked beneath its mess of green tissue.

So, does the enthusiasm of this endorsement mean that I'll be mass-producing and posting these things?  Maybe.  But probably not.  Unlike my mania for making necklaces, I think that an excess of this enterprise would cause it to lose its luster.  Kind of like, to quote the infinite wisdom of Rupert Holmes' "Escape (The Pina Colada Song)," "a worn-out recording of a favorite song."

A girl can listen to only so much Top 40.