Constructing Christmas: Mint to Twee

Dessert blocks: Best Choice Products, Macy's

Rainbow Christmas Necklace

Shoes: B.A.I.T., Zulily; Socks: Amazon

Season's readings.

Sunglasses: Wild Fable, Target

Bangles: B Fabulous; Rings: PinkBopp

Tag brag.

Cardigan: Candyland for Dolls Kill

Christmas isn't Christmas without sugary goodness.  Not only to give as gifts and gobble at galas, but to devour after battling crowds and wrapping presents that may or may not be returned.  No doubt about it, cookies and candy take the edge off.  Yet as much as I love eating treats, I love looking at them even more.  So to kick off Christmas, I donned my Candy Land cardi and built a wee wonderland from Charlotte's dessert blocks.  It made me feel not only festive but peaceful, like I could hide from all the holiday hoopla in a fortress of saccharine solitude.

To paraphrase Green Day, wake me up when December ends -- and leave Andes mints on my pillow.

Problematic Summer Wardrobe

Dress: Betsey Johnson, Zulily

Pancakes should always be served with whipped cream.

Bag: LC Lauren Conrad, Kohl's

Bow: Art Class, Target

Bag: Francesca's

Sweatshirt: LC Lauren Conrad, Kohl's

Skirt: On 34th, Macy's

Dress: ModCloth

Bag: LC Lauren Conrad, Kohl's

Shoes: LC Lauren Conrad, Kohl's

Oversized Anchor Necklace

Sweet suburban skyline sans storefronts.

Bag: Isaac Mizrahi, Marshalls

Headband: INC, Macy's

You know that I dread the end of summer and refuse to acknowledge it until October.  Well, samesies this year.  So until then, I'm going to keep on trucking sailing with my unseasonal summer ensembles.  And I'm going to keep reading beach books, too.  Like Ali Hazelwood's Problematic Summer Romance.  

This one is about a twenty-three-year-old, award-winning physicist named Maya and her "inappropriate" crush on her brother's thirty-eight-year-old, biotech billionaire bestie, Conor.  Maya may be a genius, but, like Halsey, she's "bad at love."  Yet (also like Halsey), you can't blame her for trying -- especially during her brother's wedding week in lemon-scented Sicily.  Less STEM, ahem, coded than Hazelwood's previous romcoms, Problematic Summer Romance is more easy breezy.  Because even eggheads sometimes leave the lab to play the field -- and the fool -- like the rest of us.  Smart and snappy, it's rife with pop culture references, all of which enhance Maya's journey.  So, just what you want from a summer romance -- and a book about one.   

That said, my own (sartorial, not relationship) problems have only begun.  

By which I mean brights, bare legs, and produce prints in the face of flannel and pumpkin spice. 

Also, white shoes after Labor Day.  

Bright Here, Bright Now: There's No Other Place I Want to Twee

Top: CeCe, Macy's

Bag: Luv Betsey

Dress (plaid): ELLE, Kohl's

Shoes: Jessica Simpson Collection, DSW

Bag: Xhilaration, Target

Top: New York & Company

Sweater: On 34th, Macy's

Bag: Harajuku Lovers, Ross

Necklace: Betsey Johnson, Amazon

Shoes: Mix No. 6, DSW

Because puns are fun and there's no pun that's as fun as a pun that's a song.  

These fits are from some weeks ago, back when you could wear tights and/or a short-sleeved sweater without feeling like a nun at the beach.  There'll be more of this before we get into proper (or rather, improper) summer style.     

But that's okay.  Because right here, right now I'm living in the moment. 

Even if that moment was a month ago. 

It's Electric, er, Eclectic: Boogie Woogie Woogie

Skirt: Tinseltown, Macy's

Little Green Zen Necklace

Bag: Nordstrom

Barrettes: Michaels; Wild Fable, Target; SHEIN

Shoes: Betsey Johnson, Macy's

Sweater: BCX, Macy's

Top: Amazon

Bag: Delia's, Dolls Kill

Skirt: A New Day, Target

Shoes: Nine West, Kohl's

Sweater Vest: Madden Girl, Kohl's

Shoes: Madden Girl, Kohl's

Bag: Delia's, Dolls Kill

Anklets: Xhilaration, Target

Top: SHEIN

Bag: Betsey Johnson, Macy's

Top: So, Kohl's

Delia's, Dolls Kill

That's what I sing to Charlotte (sans "eclectic") whenever she has something hanging out of her nose.  Which is ironic considering that "The Electric Slide" was the only song on my wedding do-not-play list.  Then again, these days I'm doing a lot of stuff I said I never would, something I'm acutely aware of as this little rag morphs into a mommy blog in fashion-sheep-sta's clothing.

So enjoy these eclectic electric fits and the illusion of sanity that they so blithely perpetuate.  Because no one -- least of all me -- wants to see a lipstick-less lady in spit up-stained PJs.