This Is How We Do It...

THIS is how you dress for the courthouse, ladies.

Black Lane Bryant pants, black Walmart vneck tshirt, charcoal grey forties style sweater, also from Wallyworld, last year. Unfortunately the proportions of the 3 garments together are lost in the melange of darkness in the photo, but trust me when I say it all worked together. Tasteful silver hoop earrings. Stilettos are Holster by Carlos Santana, a knockoff of a Christian Louboutin style from 2006. Very comfortable, although I will admit that "comfort" IS a relative term when one refers to four inch heels. Makeup is Laura Gellar's Spackle (tinted under-makeup primer in bronze), CoverGirl Trublend minerals, Lashblast mascara on curled lashes and eyebrows, and Revlon Super Lustrous Shiny Sheers in Ruby Radiance.

I have long followed Allie's style blogs at http://www.mywardrobetoday.com/ and http://www.wardrobeoxygen.com/. Back in June, I took this particular post very seriously: http://www.wardrobeoxygen.com/2008/06/dressing-up-your-face.html. I grew up in the 80's with contour eyeshadow and blush. Lipgloss was so heavy and gooey that I once actually got a bug stuck in my gloss and didn't even know it until a boy pointed it to me--and yes, that particular memory can still make my clueless self writhe with humiliation. Now I have some crow's feet to go with my adult acne and I want my makeup to enhance my face and make me look younger. So all summer I have concentrated on perfecting my skin and slightly emphasizing my lips with a natural color or light gloss and my eyes with just lashcurling and mascara. I have had many, many compliments on my "fresh-faced" look, but now that it's September, I have been wondering how to update that for fall since basically the temperatures are still the same but suddenly we are expected to jump into tartan and tall leather boots. I believe I hit the nail on the head by reviving my sheer red lipstick and I also plan to try L'Oreal's Color Juice stick in Plum Crazy once the weather cools off a little more (and my wallet plumps up a little more, hehehe)

In Which I Pray I Have Escaped The Curse of The White Girl

A friend of mine remarked one day as we watched UAB students cross the street that one girl was very attractive except she had the Curse of The White Girl, i.e., a flat ass. And I have to admit, because I am ALL ABOUT the big issues (you know, Barack vs. the POW, does Palin look better WITH the glasses, is the glass actually half full or are those dregs filled with powdered glass that I am about to ingest, etc.), that it has worried me on a semi-regular basis ever since that I may be buttless and clueless about my lack of badonkadonk.

I wish I could worry about my lack of a STOMACH but since it is sitting here on my knees sneering at me that is fairly pointless.

(forcibly drags self back to point)

I was uninspired by my closet this AM. I knew I wanted to wear black pants; I have 2 pairs in regular rotation, but since I have lost a few (sadly few) pounds, my favorite pair were getting pretty loose and flappy so I picked the other pair and just grabbed a black shirt with ruched sides to go with it and the first pair of comfortable black shoes I saw to round off my whole Black Is Back look. Surprisingly, the cut of everything as a whole really worked, I felt, and I stalked around all day feeling as if I looked ten feet tall and bulletproof.

Sigh.

Now if I only WERE ten feet tall, and bulletproof, my life would be a lot easier, right now....

Zac may have managed to lop off my feet but shoes like these cannot be denied their rightful and righteous place in the sun.
the dress is Walmart but the shoes, oh, the shoes. Jessica Simpson, I saw them on another girl at work and I *HAD* to have them. So much so that when I couldn't find them online at all, let alone at a good price (i.e., not retail), I actually went to Belk's at the Galleria and paid full price for them and called it my Christmas present last year.
I've got my hair pulled back in a pathetic little ponytail because at this point, needing to be cut does not even BEGIN to describe it's incredibly sad state of affairs. It's like the National Deficit of hair. And it's on my head! I know, I know, you all wish you could be soooo lucky, like me....hahaha.



I think an electric blue and black dress calls for a nice raspberry pink lipstick, this is Jam by Max Factor, my CoverGirl TruBlend minerals powder foundation, and CoverGirl LashBlast mascara on curled lashes.