Despite the constant precipitation--both rain and snow made an appearance--I managed to hit a few holiday parties this weekend!This is almost an exact replica of one of the looks in the window I dressed for the 4th Street Boutique. I have now stooped to BITING MY OWN STYLE. I'm 99% sure this will cause a rift in the space-time continuum.One of the looks at the 4th Street BoutiqueFriendBoy and I went to a gathering for
When I woke up yesterday, it was eight degrees. 8. Single digit. I don't know why this surprises me since I've lived in Ohio my entire life, but every year I'm shocked and appalled that the temperature would dare to drop below freezing. SHOCKED! What that really means is that it's time to pull out the big guns. And by guns, I mean sweaters. I would like to take a moment to point out
Not, not that type of working girl. I'm talking about the ones in those movies from the '80s that show the newly minted career girl venturing into the great wide world of corporate America, finding frustration and satisfaction in their newfound ability to type 60 words per minute while wearing shoulder pads fit for a linebacker. Yeh. It looked something like this: When it's cold, I am all about wearing sweaters whenever possible. It's easy
December 6, 2010
In
C'est Ma Vie
By
tamia
Hung out with Mrs. Claus and friends at the 4th Street Boutique Open House. It took all kinds of restraint not to take advantage of the 60% off sale, but that's not to say I won't be back soon for the stuff in the window display
It's officially COLD with a capital K, so as I was browsing Style.com, I was inspired by the warm and fuzzy fur vests in a few of the Fall shows. I don't buy new fur, but y'all know I can't resist vintage, so I decided to pull out the ol' Monchichi vest and high-waisted teacher pants. Vintage vest & purse, thrifted gloves, trousers & blouse, DKNY heels I felt half '70s Charlie girl, half
