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Hot Mama

Anyone who has ever done the school run in the morning can tell you that some moms look like they have just given up on life.  Anyone who has ever tried to get a child to school on time has probably felt like giving up on life, so who can blame them when their sartorial choices reflect having had to chase a child around the house cajoling, begging, issuing warnings and threats until finally shuttling them into a vehicle to transport them to school?
I am sick.  Sick, sick, sick.  Swallowing feels like I have hemorrhoids in my throat.  So, for the second time this year already, I have given up on getting dressed to drive Thor to school.  Please note my outfit:
I am wearing B’s windshirt, which is 4 sizes too large, over my green nightgown, over cropped leggings, with a pair of children’s Hungry Caterpillar socks (so stretchy!), black ballet flats, and Birth Control glasses.  I look hot.  Hot like I am running a fever and need to be quarantined.
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This is one of the things I love about Polyvore: No matter what I am wearing, so long as I can find a picture of it, I can build a set to show you what I am wearing.  It’s like paper dolls, only you are your own doll.
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Lordy, Lordy, Look Who’s Only 39 for a few More Hours

Tomorrow is my birthday. I am turning 40. I’ve never been the type to shy away from my age, or from aging. My life has only gotten better as I have gotten older. I wouldn’t trade the arse I had at 17 for any of the knowledge I have now, even though that was one glorious arse. A casting director liked it well enough to put it in a pair of Lee jeans for advertisement. (Your friends never believe you when you point out a random, faceless backside and yelp, “That’s my butt!”)

My teens were the usual random horrors. My twenties were spent confused, hurt, and misguided. My thirties were fantastic. I spent seven years out of my thirties married to B, and two more dating him. I’ve had Thor for the last half of the previous decade, and nothing will spice up your life like a Thor. In the last couple of years, I have regained the self-confidence I lost somewhere around 21.

I am still surprised to realize that I’m not 17. I am surprised when my body won’t give me the output it did just ten years ago. I am surprised when it hits home that I am the adult with a child, not the child hanging out with adults. It’s funny to think that when my mother was 40, I was 12. I’m 40 and Thor is 5. I got a late start!

Oh, I am always taken aback when I look down and see these grown-up hands. But none of that is bad. It is all very, very good.

I feel like I am young enough to still do the things I want to do, but mature enough to properly estimate the level of importance to place on each desire. I am good at prioritizing, and good at keeping balanced. My memory is going south, and that’s a fact, so I need to start doing brain teasers or something to stimulate it. I’m looking forward to the next ten years.

And as a Hobbit style birthday present from me to Kim, here’s what I’m wearing today.
The shoes are actually a different style by Maripe, but are very similar to the Maripes pictured. Mine have a pointy toe and the buckle strap runs vertical to the ankle. Obviously, my earrings and ring are not nearly so expensive as those pictured, but one style is quite like the other.

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Jungle Gems

Having some issues loading photos today, so if you’re interested in this morning’s polyvore set, you can find it here.  Today it’s the short sleeved, safari jacket worn over an opaque, black camisole and peg leg trousers, with leopard print, maryjane ballet flats.  For accessories, I have on a two toned, round face watch and my wedding set.  No earrings today.  I was feeling lazy.

On camisoles and the workplace:  If it looks like lingere, do not wear it as a shell.  No matter how cute the lacy trim looks peeping out of your tailored jacket (and I do think that looks cute), lingere type camis make it look like you are power brokering humans.  Tell you what, though, if I could get away with a version of Madonna’s power suit/bustier from the Express Yourself video, that would be my uniform.  Minus the garter straps hanging out, I love that look.  It’s just grossly in appropriate for the office.

I am working on an article for That’s What She Said regarding sexy office wear.  Surely you can guess where I come down on the issue.

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Orange You Glad I Didn’t Say…

Today I am wearing the orange Mossimo sheath, and suede, peep-toe Guess semi-booties pictured.  Find the details at my polyvore page.  I like orange.  I don’t look particularly good in it, but with the spray tan, I find I can wear it just fine.  Going forward, this $12 impulse buy will be my “spray tan” dress.

I bought the shoes at TJ Maxx for around $30 two years ago, so I was surprised to see that you could still buy them online.  I love these.  They are very versatile and dress up or down easily.  You can’t see from the photo, but there is a tiny zipper on the outer edge of the shoe that makes for a little foot jewelry.

The earrings shown are similar to what I am wearing, but mine also have some thin, dark wood hoops at the end.  The necklace pictured is two necklaces layered so you get the gist of mine.  Mine is a seed bead bib-style, multi-strand necklace with little cork beads dyed olive green, camel, and burnt orange.  The beads used to be brighter when I wore this in high school (save your jewelry, girls) but now they all have a nice distressed look.

I used to wear this necklace with a cropped tunic and harem pants in a dark brown, burnt orange/gold Egyptian pattern.  That outfit was fantastic.  I don’t care what you say about harem pants, that outfit was AMAZING!

I put in a picture of the wedding band I am wearing, too.  I switch out my wedding bands.  I have my real sets which are both white gold: the engagement ring and band B gave me for our wedding, and a set he gave me for my birthday the first year we were married.  I also have several fakes in various colors of metal and flash.

Most of the time, I wear my engagement ring and band set.  The engagement ring is an emerald cut solitaire on a knife edge band in white gold, and the wedding band is a bead set eternity band in white gold.  Depending upon what I am wearing, or where we are going, I may not want to risk my real rings.  If we’re at the lake, I wear my plain fake band.  If I’m performing, I wear my gigantic flash set.  If I’m wearing warm colors, I need yellow gold.  If I am wearing pearls, I wear my wedding band, but switch out the engagement ring for a pearl my mother gave me.

Today, since I’m wearing orange and warm colored jewelry, I am wearing my fake yellow gold eternity band.  It’s simple and pretty, and nobody knows the difference.  Well, except you.

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Earth-tone Chic

Today’s polyvore picture comes from the Target clearance rack.  If you hurry, you might be able to find this sateen sheath dress in your local store.  I bought the brown and an orange for $12.98 each.  Online, they are still in the $20s (search “Mossimo Sheath Brown” on the Target website.)  The dress fits very well.  It has a little stretch to it, and the neckline is extremely flattering.  Unusually for Mossimo brand, the cap sleeves are sewn properly, making actual sleeves instead of epaulets.

I paired it with my brown wedges from Payless, and let me tell you, everyone who sees these shoes on comments on them.  I started to buy a similar pair at TJ Maxx yesterday, but after paying under $20 for the perfect wedge, I couldn’t make myself pay $50 for anything else.

Allergies are eating away at my looks, especially my eyeballs, so I’ve resorted to glasses today.  My vanity, she is wounded.  Right, you can see the actual glass frames, purchased at Zenni Optical–frames and lenses for $26 plus shipping.  I buy all of my glasses from Zenni now, including a couple of pairs of prescription sunglasses.  LOVE them.

Also pictured, bib necklace from Target, and earrings that I’ve had since 1987.  For real.  I bought them at a Contempo store in Columbus Square Mall in Columbus, Georgia.  If these earrings could talk…