i'd be lying if i said this wasn't adorable.

cell piece pitchas

one of my favorite places to be. cozy in my savannah apartment with the tv on and the computer on my lap. technological overstimulation. oh well. i'm fine.

so, i'm not cool. i don't have hipstamatic mobile pictures because i don't have an iphone. but i was going through my blackberry picture album, attempting to clean it out and i figured i'd post a bunch of them. i never post personal pictures but being in a long distance relationship, i take lots of mobile pics throughout the day of funny things or of me (so myspace, i know.) to send and a lot of the time i just do it for me to look back on too. i'll do this every now and then on here since IM THE BOSS AROUND HERE ANYWAY!

never ever will i get sick of the beauty of low country landscape. this was taken one saturday afternoon at palmetto bluff, south carolina. those little things on the water resembling leaves are actually oysters. and yes my new jersey ass asked 'are those leaves?'. they are not.

my nieces came to stay with me! check out both the hello kitty & leopard print blankets that i use on the daily.

maya and acey frolicking on the beach at tybee island, ga.

the classic car accessory that every girl on the go needs to give her car just a little something extra. available in a variety of different colors, designs with simple and to the point messages that are sure to make everyone on the road do a double take asking "where did they GET that? i need one".

because i do. i love michael. but this made me die laughing for a while, ive got to admit. you know some bitch is walking around with one of these seriously on her keys.

my dad and his girlfriend judy spent a month at their house in bluffton, sc in february which meant plenty of hanging out with them. i cooked them dinner one night and that's what it looked like. roasted yukon gold & sweet potatoes and garlicky spinach. not pictured: meatloaf. trust me, i make a good meatloaf. glamourloaf.

my k9brother Jake the Dog was not impressed by my cooking skills. stealin' his thunder much?

dressed like a stripey-guy.

my best sista-frands abby & jessica drunk in red bank one night over winter break.

delicious macarons from the macaron cafe in nyc.

drove behind this car for way too long on victory rd. in savannah. yes, car, i do look nervous because i am nervous. what's up freakshow.

while taking way too many mobile pictures of a toddlers n tiaras episode to send to my boyfriend for the lols, this gem appeared on screen for what seemed like a second but has made me the proudest photographer for capturing this moment. it's actual gold. worth millions in 'lol dollars'.

never will i expose/exploit my boyfriend on here because that's sort of terrifying for him i'm sure. but this picture kills me every single time. he's hugging a dog. come on, world.

that guy up there hugging the dog sure knows how to send me the best pictures. kathy geiss all the way.

this was once anna wintour's gown. she donated to the SCAD museum and we looked at it during a field trip for my history of fashion class. This is a light green Galliano dress, hand beaded and clearly elegant. Will you look at the size of that thing? Wintour is a fucking fat ass.

The Fashion Gods will strike me down with a lightning bolt for forgetting who designed this. I think it's vintage Max Mara? Anyway, it's made of fur. Not just any fur, but the fur from baby lambs. Not just any baby lambs though. Lamb fetuses. Discuss amongst ya selves.

Dressed like a boy this past weekend in the Goodwill dressing room. What? It was raining and that coat is my comfort zone.

Dressed like a girl. Sweet manicure. No nose ring. No expression.

new shoes. purchased to help me practice walkin' tall in big girl shoes without falling on my ass. once i've mastered it, i'll spend more than $40 on a pair.

things

One of my 'flaws' is that I have the urge to spend money alll of the tiiime. Do I spend what I don't have? No. Do I budget and allow myself what I know I can have? Yes. The top places I spend my money (not counting coffee/food/alcohol)? Target, Forever 21 and thrift stores. So is this urge a bad thing? Nah. Am I really doing something bad if it's on a $25 budget? I don't think so. With that said, I need to keep it under control. Maybe reel it in a bit, especially when I'm bored. I tend to want to spend, when i'm not keeping busy. Who doesn't though?

Since I've been home, i've been doing a whole lot of relaxing, sipping on large iced coffee from dunkin donuts, eating a lot (great.), spending time with my mom and helping her with little things as she gets ready to open her new florist/store (!!!). With all of that said, I'm forgetting something else: i've been shopping. I browsed Urban Outfitters, Anthropologie and various thrift stores, buying nothing. My one mission was to buy new real people shoes for spring/summer and buy basic skirts that I can wear throughout the spring/summer. Mission accomplished. See! Browsing and shopping is good! It gets shit done!

H&M really served me right in the skirt category. I got three perfect basic ones that I can wear high waisted with tops, sweaters, blazers, tanks, etc. Anything I want. I've been on the search for good fitting and comfortable high waisted skirts that wouldn't make me look like this. On top of stocking up on skirts, i got two pairs of platform/wedge type warm weather shoes that I'm obsessed with. HA! I'm ready for you warm weather. I got a total of 6 items all for under $150.

The next step is to actually wear all of it. I don't wear sweatpants, sweatshirts, tee shirts, sneakers, etc. But I tend to stick to two or three looks all of the time so now it's time to get good use out of my spring break purchases and I know I will. Isn't this the most exciting blog entry of all time? Moral of the story: go to H&M if you need basic & versatile comfy skirts that will go with everything for warm weather. And also don't wear high waisted things unless they fit you really well or else you will look like this or this.

Another moral of the story: Reece Hudson bags are wonderful. Yes, I know this has nothing to do with the rest of the post but i'm the boss here. I stare at these bags and dream about what they feel like. Do it. Imagine how smooth and perfect feeling the leather and details feel. Next step, saving $400+ to spend on a clutch/bag that will fit simply your cell phone, chapstick, keys and MAYBE a wallet. Yikes. Regardless, Reece Hudson bags simply rule and one day I will own one....when I have $400+ to spend on a clutch/bag that will fit four things. Or maybe Target and Forever 21 will produce a knock off. What?

i love this

the sartorialist

remember this song and how much it rules!? how could i forget. major 6th grade thr0wbacK when daft punk & basement jaxx were my favs.

I'm super late recognizing Valentino's collaboration with Gap this past fall, but here I am. Recognizing it. I was reading this article today, completely enamored with the woman in it, and completely enamored with her ruffly army green jacket. What is better than something as masculine as a military inspired green jacket with feminine details? The actual best of both worlds, right? Correct. However, the more I looked at the entire collection, the more I cringed for most of the women out there. Ruffles in those places? Right. If you can't sense it, i'm giving the collection a dirty look.

Any woman in her right mind, unless you're a 7 foot tall supermodel (and in that case, you can wear the skins of four dead llamas and it would be completely fine for the most part) would wear pants with ruffles at the crotch, upper thigh, hip area. Let's all agree about that. The skirt is really pretty, though.

The jacket pictured above on Jane Herman? I want you so bad, jacket! I want you so bad! One issue, that I and so many girls face..having boobs & not wanting to have overpowering shoulders. Placing a clusterfuck of ruffles right in that area is kind of stepping into "Crazy Big Aunt/Family Friend At the Wedding" territory. Oh, there's Linda (my name is not Linda but it's the ultimate middle aged woman name) again with the ruffles on her tits again! (I don't have an aunt like that so I don't know where I'm grabbing this scenario but i KNOW it's out there.)

You can't win em all. And hey, since i'm months behind on this and it's not even available in the US, I can sit soundly. All is well. It's going to be fine. But good God i'd risk looking like a busty frazzled middle-aged woman any day to get my hands on that gem.

Side note: I know there are tragedies and disasters going on all over the world, so don't come here to hear about that stuff. I'm all about dissecting fucking ruffles. what is the real world? i know nothing about it. lol jus playin

liz

rest in peace, elizabeth taylor.

queen of old school hollywood glamour, great eyebrows, michael jackson bff, marriage addict, philanthropist and over all beautiful movie star.

I want to be an old person and say "they don't make 'em like they used to", but what do I know. I was born in 1988. The way they made them in 1988, is the way they're making them now. But not like Elizabeth Taylor's time. Just enough scandal, without upskirt paparazzi pictures and sex tapes. True, honest style and jaw-dropping womanly curves. No Access Hollywood or Perez Hilton, but if there was, they would eat Elizabeth Taylor up. The girl loved her men and they loved her back. Good for her. While reading an article about her life this morning, my eyes got tired at how endless it seemed to be. A lot of tragedy and a lot of triumph and absolutely no sitting around being mediocre. That kind of rules. A lot.

PS: i took my nose ring out. It's gone. I'm growing up and i don't need that shit on my face anymore. I didn't like people judging/having negative opinions about something on my face that didn't even need to be there. During the past month or two, like a Grandmother, I thought "Jackie O, Grace Kelly and Elizabeth Taylor would not have a hoop through their nostril". So I will make this about me (that's what blogs are for right?), and dedicate this piercing farewell to good ol E.Taylor. You sassy diamondy broad, you.