tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90658429694929332542024-03-04T22:48:26.765-08:00PasticheKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-91087480936455327622012-02-27T09:30:00.000-08:002013-01-24T11:00:10.734-08:00Succulents, Pt. 1One thing my family has learned over the years is that by having (naughty) cats, we've given up our right to have any kind of living plants inside the house.<br />
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Succulents.<br />
I know some kitties like to eat cacti still (like <a href="http://awayfrombams.blogspot.com/">Dana's</a> cat, <a href="http://awayfrombams.blogspot.com/2011/10/calvinsunice-cream.html">Calvin</a>), but ours thankfully don't. Plus my mom is so amazing with her decorating that she can make absolutely anything look fantastic in our house. Right now I feel a little bit like I'm living by Walden Pond (although I doubt Thoreau had any (faux) cacti over there on the East Coast).<br />
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<i>"Nature never did betray the heart that loved her." - Wordsworth.</i><br />
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<i>"Cats often betray the heart that loves them. Unless the heart has food." - Kelly</i><br />
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Happy Monday!<br />
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--KellyKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-6364163174029685472012-02-23T08:53:00.000-08:002012-02-23T08:53:18.323-08:00BrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrDrum roll please....... (<i>that's what this title is, by the way. Not "brr" like "oh brr I'm cold."</i>)<br />
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Today marks the official launch of:<br />
<i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://uptailsall.blogspot.com/">The Wind in the Willows, a collection</a>!</span></i><br />
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Woo hoo! I just posted a tiny little introduction this morning and I'll be updating it as often as I can! So, people, get excited.<br />
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Side-note: my sister is getting a tattoo today, so get ready for some pictures of that later.<br />
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Have a fabulous Thursday!<br />
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<br />Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-68464607959903030472012-02-21T09:01:00.000-08:002012-02-21T09:01:17.496-08:00The Wind in the WillowsI have an obsession with the Wind in the Willows, it's true.<br />
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I've had a project in the works for awhile for all of my <i>Wind in the Willows</i> books I've been collecting (a<i>nd by "project," I mean "blog"</i>). I've got a few different ideas floating around in my head for showcasing the different features of each book, and I'll be adding to it as I collect more copies! I figured this will also be a way for you to keep an eye on me to make sure I don't become a hoarder. Ha-ha that's a joke...kind of.<br />
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And I CAN'T emphasize enough that if you haven't read it yet, you need to! Look for the new blog coming soon (<i>like...seriously...soon...super soon...</i>)!<br />
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-KellyKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-35942834590213980962012-02-20T09:19:00.000-08:002012-02-20T09:21:16.526-08:00Hi, It's Raining!A little morning rain-time for us.
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Here's what I love about rain: everything<br />
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Here's what I hate about rain: people who drive like idiots. Seriously. It's not snowing or even hailing. Let's drive the speed limit, people.<br />
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Happy February Rain Day!
--KellyKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-55472236714620022272011-11-08T09:28:00.000-08:002011-11-08T09:29:55.515-08:00I Spy Something...Red<div style="text-align: center;">
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At work we had a parent who brought us some pomegranates fresh from their backyard tree! There is just nothing better than fresh fruit, especially as the seasons are changing; it makes everything feel and taste crisp. So I, of course, ate one at work (I shared!) and then brought one home to eat on my day off. </div>
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We took a little field trip outside before I ate him. (Woops)</div>
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How cute is he? He reminds me of "Where the Wild Things Are" with his crown.<br />
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Have I mentioned how much I love Fall?<br />
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These look like hillbilly teeth and I probably laughed to myself for about 10 minutes over them. (And yes, I tried them on in the mirror. Who wouldn't, really?)<br />
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I ate about half the seeds, then mashed the rest up, put them in the freezer, and about an hour later took them out and mixed them up with some soy ice cream. Can I use the word delicious again without sounding redundant?<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">Also on my day off...</span></i><br />
Remember my <a href="http://sfpastiche.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-know-where-this-post-will-end-up.html">elephant tease</a>?<br />
This is the dress!! I'm so happy it's finally chilly enough to wear long sleeves! At least in the morning. <br />
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What? Blurry? No. That's totally your eyes.<br />
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I bought these shoes for my <a href="http://sfpastiche.blogspot.com/2011/10/ghost-of-halloweens-past-wooooooo.html">Dennis outfit</a> and I LOVE them with dresses!! (Have you noticed how ecstatic I am today with all the "!!!"? That's what you get for working with kids all the time). I'm really enjoying mixing up mens/womens wear these days. </div>
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So what's up next for <i>Pastiche</i>? More Dennis pictures, pictures of the Monterey Bay Aquarium (!!), bundles of cat pictures, and updates on the Wind and the Willows collection. This is really becoming a problem. Or is it? </div>
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">You can never have too many books, right? </span></i></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-15854670029696927912011-10-31T10:33:00.000-07:002011-10-31T10:36:00.125-07:00Ghost of Halloweens Past. WooOOOoo...<div style="text-align: center;">
I love Halloween!! I absolutely love dressing up. I've never been one to go out and buy a pre-made costume, so one of my favorite activities is searching around the house trying to find something that I can transform into a costume. Even when I was little, my mom made me a bunny and princess costume (<span style="font-size: small;"><i>those are 2 separate costumes. Not a bunny princess</i></span>). I tried to find the adorable bunny one but failed. Nevertheless, here's the princess costume:</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>My mom MADE that entire thing!! I look like a miniature Renaissance man. Just keep looking. You'll see it. I also look a little bit like Michael Palin.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>This is my brother as a pirate back in 1992. Totally rocking the high-tops. If only kids were that stylish these days... </i></span></div>
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Last year, I went as a Maneater, Dana was a child standing in Time Out in the corner, and Jenn studied and made us dinner. It was wild.</div>
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This year, I decided to go as Dennis from the Mickey Mouse club. "Why Dennis?" you ask. I have short hair, so naturally I need to be a boy. The only hitch is that I have <i>Minnie Mouse</i> - not <i>Mickey Mouse</i> - ears. How do I fix that? Be Dennis. The Mickey Mouse Club member who ended up coming out years later. Done. </div>
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While searching for these photos, I found some absolutely outrageous photos that I need to upload later.<br />
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<i>What are <span style="font-size: large;">you </span>going to be for Halloween? Do you <span style="font-size: large;">buy your costume</span> or <span style="font-size: large;">make it yourself? </span></i><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">(Like the emphasis I added there? Subtle)</span> </span></i>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-42198480993255768572011-10-24T11:00:00.000-07:002011-10-24T11:04:48.116-07:00Haircut and a brief feminist rant<div style="text-align: center;">
Well, I did it. I hacked my hair off. And to top it off, bleached the heck out of it. Thankfully I have the queen of all hairdressers at my disposal so she kept me from looking like an idiot. Mostly. Save the expression on my face here.<br />
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I've wanted to cut my hair off for years, and finally doing it has wound up being a pretty interesting social experiment. Here's what I've noticed:</div>
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<b>3. The men who don't find it adorable I've discovered to be the ones who like their women silent in the kitchen without any kind of independence or self-confidence. </b></div>
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<b>5. My haircut has magically empowered me to tell those same men without any hesitation that they are unequivocally wrong about me looking like a boy. </b></div>
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Honestly? I'm proud of myself. </div>
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I tend to take the path where I mutter things to myself, but don't actually tell anyone when they're being rude.</div>
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So if you feel like being a jerk, take it elsewhere. Because I simply won't stand for it. </div>
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I just imagined myself saying that Marlene Dietrich, standing tall and proud in a hazy bar, smoking out of the side of my bright red lipsticked mouth.</div>
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Ducky obviously still doesn't give 2 figs about me. At least that hasn't changed.</div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-25986792860444325092011-09-01T10:10:00.000-07:002011-09-01T10:29:14.598-07:00First ever Etsy purchase!<center>I've finally done it! Made my first ever Etsy purchase.
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<br />How cute is this tissue paper? I already love getting packages in the mail, but having something arrive so delightfully wrapped was just magical.
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<br />Thank you, Becky, for being awesome. (And for using an ink that matches my nail polish)
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<br />The Wind in the Willows! What else?!
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<br />I already have quite a few copies of the book, but this one is a short, illustrated children's book that simply foll0ws the first chapter. I've been considering getting a half-sleeve tattoo with something Wind-in-the-Willows-y, and these illustrations are just absolutely perfect.
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<br />Rat is so cute in his little beatnik 60's sweater! He's also my favorite character, just fyi.
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<br />Along a similar vein, I've begun a journey to collect as many versions of this book as possible. And once I get some free time, I'm going to create a tab on here to catalog the ones I've found. If you haven't yet read it, you really need to get on it. I'll leave you with what A.A. Milne has to say about it, and that, my dear friend, will be that.
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<br />"One does not argue about The Wind in the Willows. The young man gives it to the girl with whom he is in love, and if she does not like it, asks her to return his letters. The elder man tries it on his nephew, and alters his will accordingly. The book is a test of character. We can't criticize it, because it is criticizing us. As I wrote once: It is a Household Book; a book which everybody in the household loves, and quotes continually; a book which is read aloud to every new guest and is regarded as the touchstone of his worth. When you sit down to it, don't be so ridiculous as to suppose that you are sitting in judgment on my taste, or on the art of Kenneth Grahame. You are merely sitting in judgment on yourself. You may be worthy: I don't know. But it is you who are on trial."
<br /></center>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-61191531005174890892011-08-04T10:10:00.000-07:002011-08-04T10:12:45.150-07:00Hospice of the East Bay--60's Sale<div style="text-align: center;">Sent to me from the Hospice of the East Bay email list:<br />(These guys are totes groovy. I'll probably be there both Sat. and Sun. afternoons. Lord knows I can't resist a good rave. Carnival. Whatever.)<br /></div><br /><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="100%"><tbody><tr></tr><tr><td style="color: rgb(109, 84, 68); text-align: left;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10pt;" rowspan="1" colspan="1" align="left" valign="top"> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:72pt;color:#000000;" ><b>Come enjoy our</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:72pt;color:#000000;" ><b>60's Sale!!!</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:72pt;color:#000000;" ><b><span style="font-size:36pt;">Hospice of the East Bay</span></b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:72pt;color:#000000;" ><b><span style="font-size:36pt;">Concord Thrift Store</span></b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:72pt;color:#000000;" ><b><span style="font-size:36pt;">5350 Clayton Road</span> </b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b>Free Raffle Prizes*Face Painting*Balloons*Tie Dye clothing Music!Music!Music!</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b><img name="131914a00c371a2f_ACCOUNT.IMAGE.9" alt="Hippy Van" src="http://ih.constantcontact.com/fs019/1102731551667/img/9.jpg" border="0" vspace="5" width="300" height="300" hspace="5" /><img name="131914a00c371a2f_ACCOUNT.IMAGE.11" alt="Hippies" src="http://ih.constantcontact.com/fs019/1102731551667/img/11.gif" border="0" vspace="5" width="142.5" height="224" hspace="5" /> </b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:26pt;color:#000000;" ><b>August 6<sup>th </sup>- 10:00am to 5:00pm</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:26pt;color:#000000;" ><b>August 7<sup>th </sup>- 12:00am to 5:00pm</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b>All 60's merchandise</b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b>60% off Sunday August 7<sup>th</sup></b></span></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><sup><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b>(Furniture excluded)</b></span></sup></p> <p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; text-align: center;" align="center"><sup><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Chiller;font-size:20pt;color:#000000;" ><b><img name="131914a00c371a2f_ACCOUNT.IMAGE.10" alt="Lava Lamp" src="http://ih.constantcontact.com/fs019/1102731551667/img/10.jpg" border="0" vspace="5" width="204" height="204" /></b></span> </b></span></sup></p> </td></tr></tbody></table>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-10076054712098258352011-08-04T09:56:00.001-07:002011-08-04T10:06:13.453-07:00Midnight in Paris<div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe I haven't talked about this movie yet.<br />I've never really jumped onto the Woody Allen bandwagon--not on purpose--I just feel like his movies probably require some thought and most of the time when I'm watching a movie I'm not thought-ing. Thinking.<br /><br />But when I heard about "Midnight in Paris" I really had no choice but to go see it in the theater. I completely agree with Owen Wilson's character Gil that Paris in the 20's must have been magic. I tend to be quite maudlin so I really related to the themes of the movie. ("Themes"? Really, Kelly? You miss writing papers for school that much?)<br /><br />Anyway...I'm on the lookout for one of these tiny wristlet clutches. But it has to have a small chain or rope like this one. If you find one...don't be greedy and pass along the info please.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.trailershut.com/movie-posters/Midnight-In-Paris-Movie-Poster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 499px; height: 624px;" src="http://www.trailershut.com/movie-posters/Midnight-In-Paris-Movie-Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-76443229718813581002011-08-02T16:30:00.000-07:002011-08-04T09:38:39.607-07:00I don't know where this post will end up<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/6003196509/" title="August 2011 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/6003196509_d9b4274b2a_z.jpg" alt="August 2011" width="453" height="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Remember how I'm saving up for a dress form with my loose change?<br />Last count on April 4th, I had $3.64, 2 Canadian pennies, 2 $2 bills, and a 1979 silver dollar.<br />All the oddball change is the same, but as of right now, I'm up to $12.67! Amazing.<br />At this rate, I'll have my dress form by the time I'm 80.<br />Excellent.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Also, I bought a dress on sale at Urban Outfitters. It's adorable and makes me feel like Madeline. I would show you an actual picture, but it's sort of...see through. So I need to find a slip dress to go underneath it first. But for now, how cute are these elephants! I'm glad they get to go out with me whenever I wear this dress.<br />I've decided on the spot to name them Fjord and Hildegarde.<br />Good Scandinavian names for a good Dane like Peter Jensen.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/6006820851/" title="August 2011 022 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img style="width: 618px; height: 413px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6009/6006820851_2972ae5faf_z.jpg" alt="August 2011 022" /></a><br /><br />Also, have you ever seen <a href="http://peterjensen.co.uk/">Peter Jensen's clothes</a>??<br />I love love LOVE all the animals that he uses!<br /><br />A sweater for you<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/2008_aw/jens_002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 644px;" src="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/2008_aw/jens_002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A sweater for your beau<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/aw_2008_keith/img_0397.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 649px;" src="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/aw_2008_keith/img_0397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>And some good old-fashioned nightmares for everyone!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/2005_aw/jens_190.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 666px;" src="http://peterjensen.co.uk/v2/wp-content/gallery/2005_aw/jens_190.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>God bless all my distant Scandinavian cousins.<br /></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-26468627965343708232011-07-26T09:59:00.000-07:002011-07-26T10:16:16.896-07:00Pincushion<div style="text-align: center;">I'm going to keep this brief. I now have a Pinterest! [located <a href="http://pinterest.com/kellymaitlen/">here</a>]<br /><br />Working more than I was, I really don't have the leisure time to blog quite so often as I would like, so Pinterest has been fantastic for just quick little links of things I love. I'm still trying to get into a good groove of writing on my time off, but I've yet to really nail down a workable schedule.<br /><br />So for now...enjoy my Pinterest.<br /><br />Lord knows I've been enjoying it.<br /><br />[Yes, I did just have my "Good Looking Gents" board in mind when I said that, so yes that was a little bit creepy. But really...who are we kidding? I am a little bit on the creeper side. Honestly...who doesn't find this man attractive, though?]<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6AdLXf5KmvMUDDPMJbFPxyGzxHRvZDGR-t1eNJb41ykAABx8B4RGgF2TFkzHGzfRHY8mJx8Ir3MAd1v7G7E1OwScmH2BU_YV1OZFJzdPh5eDvQsTN8mo4QCTm30h2G2Q7pjkxVKEPtYzg/s320/ryan-gosling-michelle-williams-blue-valentine-25.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6AdLXf5KmvMUDDPMJbFPxyGzxHRvZDGR-t1eNJb41ykAABx8B4RGgF2TFkzHGzfRHY8mJx8Ir3MAd1v7G7E1OwScmH2BU_YV1OZFJzdPh5eDvQsTN8mo4QCTm30h2G2Q7pjkxVKEPtYzg/s320/ryan-gosling-michelle-williams-blue-valentine-25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>OH! P.s. I get to go THRIFTING today!!!<br /></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-66695515849078981562011-07-15T22:04:00.000-07:002011-07-15T22:30:38.564-07:00Fourth of July! Pa-ckow!*That was a FIREWORK sound, folks*<br /><br />Who are we kidding?<br />I'm fairly lazy.<br /><br />So it's the 4th of July, right? Pretty big day in the history of America. And I want to look cute. What says God Bless America better than a throwback to the good old pin-up days?<br />So I throw on this patriotic-inspired outfit, and make Josie take some backyard pictures of me before it gets too hot to resemble anything more attractive than a sweaty blob.<br />(Be prepared for some good old-fashioned narcissism. I'm also too lazy to edit these. Patriotic flowers in the background totally planned, btw.)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5942285676/" title="Fourth of July 002 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/5942285676_698cd0a4c7_z.jpg" alt="Fourth of July 002" width="640" height="427" /></a><br />I was feeling pretty snarky at first. (aka beezy-like)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5941724537/" title="Fourth of July 003 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6124/5941724537_15378fe77f_z.jpg" alt="Fourth of July 003" width="640" height="427" /></a><br />Then I started whining. I hate having my picture taking. I usually whine.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5942285736/" title="Fourth of July 004 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6141/5942285736_7f62dae804_z.jpg" alt="Fourth of July 004" width="427" height="640" /></a><br />Then I got a little nutso.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5941724733/" title="Fourth of July 005 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/5941724733_832c802fdc_z.jpg" alt="Fourth of July 005" width="427" height="640" /></a><br />And awkward (at least this one was on porpoise).<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5942285796/" title="Fourth of July 007 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/5942285796_b7c95520d8_z.jpg" alt="Fourth of July 007" width="427" height="640" /></a><br />And finally got one semi-normal picture.<br /><br /><br />Then I went to a carnival/festival/celebration/hoopla (pictures to follow later), then a friends house where I totally bummed out on a BBQ to go home and change and take a nap.<br /><br />Moral of the story: Kelly is a lazy bum.<br /><br />To be continued.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-81369191388907634882011-07-15T20:51:00.000-07:002011-07-15T21:36:58.974-07:00You are a Bohemian Classic<span style="font-style: italic;"></span>According to Home Good's home decorating style...I am anyway.<br /><br />Here's what it means to be a <span style="font-weight: bold;">Bohemian Classic</span>:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Which is uncannily true. I'll bold some important words, because, frankly, I haven't even read this giant chunk of description myself. Feel free to skim.)</span><br /><p>You have a <span style="font-weight: bold;">refined sensibility</span> and bring a<span style="font-weight: bold;"> sense of history and tradition</span> into your decor. You appreciate how <span style="font-weight: bold;">symmetrical arrangements</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">beautiful, well-crafted pieces</span> create a solid foundation to a room. But you like to<span style="font-weight: bold;"> shake up</span> this <span style="font-weight: bold;">restraint </span>with objects and accessories that <span style="font-weight: bold;">express your personality</span> and your <span style="font-weight: bold;">love of other cultures.</span> When traveling, you <span style="font-weight: bold;">seek out unique objects</span> that reflect what you love, and you use them in a <span style="font-weight: bold;">sophisticated</span> way. You want people to <span style="font-weight: bold;">feel comfortable</span> in your home, and <span style="font-weight: bold;">cozy chairs, ethnic fabrics, unique pieces,</span> and even a <span style="font-weight: bold;">little touch of quirk or humor</span> give your house a <span style="font-weight: bold;">laid-back, Bohemian flair.</span></p> <p><span style="font-weight: bold;">You value creativity.</span> You are <span style="font-weight: bold;">stylish and fun loving, </span>and can be an <span style="font-weight: bold;">inspiration to others. </span>You have a <span style="font-weight: bold;">natural sense of drama,</span> and you know you have to be <span style="font-weight: bold;">willing to take risks</span>—whether with colors, finishes, furniture choices, or ideas—for your home to stand out. Your home can be happy and lively and the place all of your friends want to be.</p>My Happy Home Colors:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.homegoods.com/images/quiz_ColorRed.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 96px;" src="http://www.homegoods.com/images/quiz_ColorRed.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div id="quizColorUse"> <div class="quizColorUseTitle"> <p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Putting Color to Use!</span><br /></p></div><div class="quizColorUseText">"Try selecting a duo or trio of colors that work well together, and introduce one or more of them into your curtains, wall color or rugs." <span style="font-style: italic;">I think they just don't want one color to feel left out. Once you make the introductions, they'll be able to coordinate their own events.</span><br /></div> </div><span class="quizTipTitle"><strong><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. </span></strong><span style="font-weight: bold;">Your Design Challenge: </span><em><span style="font-weight: bold;">LIGHT</span><br /></em></span><span class="quizTipTitle"><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-style: italic;">They suggest using mirrors to reflect light. That includes candlesticks, chandeliers, and Captain Picard's head.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. </span></strong><span style="font-weight: bold;">Your Happy Place</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;" class="quizTip">Somehow Home Goods knows how much I love the outdoors and would like to bring my plant life inside (darn cats, eating and regurgitating our plants). In their words, </span><span class="quizTip">"A cluster of potted plants on a patio can create a cozy nook</span>." <span style="font-style: italic;">Well. There you have it. If you can't find me, I might be standing in the middle of a circle of plants outside, feeling cozy</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">My analysis:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Yes! This quiz is totally accurate for me! Especially the part about bringing historical objects and things from other cultures into my home.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Example:</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Postcard I got for $0.25 of the Baroness of Lichtenstein and her daughter. History and culture combined. Plus a pinch of humor. </span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zoR2WwXWVQ/TiEQaLqTz-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/B2OLcA2OIYU/s1600/Baronness.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7zoR2WwXWVQ/TiEQaLqTz-I/AAAAAAAAA_c/B2OLcA2OIYU/s400/Baronness.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629799051182723042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">(And remember my <a href="http://sfpastiche.blogspot.com/2010/10/vintage-sale-finds-pt-2-concord.html">New Zealand WWII friends?</a>)</span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">I also really struggle with branching out with color, so using just a few different ones is a good idea for me. Plus plants! I love plants! I also really really love unique pieces that absolutely no one else will have.<br />And who is more quirky than I?<br />Truly?<br />None.<br />None more quirky.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Here's the <a href="http://www.homegoods.com/hghq_quiz.asp">link </a>to the quiz! What does the quiz say about you??<br />I'm very curious to know what the other outcomes are!<br />Almost too curious.<br />That's why I could never read the </span>Choose Your Own Adventure<span style="font-style: italic;"> series. Way too many possibilities and I had to read and re-read until I had chosen every single one.<br />So please. Help me out here. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Also when you're done, leave a comment </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://pigtown-design.blogspot.com/2011/07/home-goods-style-score-quiz.html">here at Pigtown Design</a><span style="font-style: italic;">, where I first found this quiz!)</span>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-34436030315214994812011-06-30T09:19:00.000-07:002011-06-30T09:50:14.599-07:00Cats, Cups, Closet Lesbians (not really) (seriously)<div style="text-align: center;">Since I've been so busy lately, I haven't really had too much time to take pictures. Thankfully, my parents bought me a surprise Ipad 2 for my graduation <span style="font-style: italic;">(whaaat)</span>, so here are a few things that have been happening.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Cricket graduated along with Josie and I! We're so proud of her.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249942_10150191717746960_502651959_7561189_690105_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 556px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249942_10150191717746960_502651959_7561189_690105_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Not really. We just had to do something to make her stop moping. This is what she did when MY diploma arrived in the mail. She truly is the jealous baby of the family.)</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227870_10150171823051960_502651959_7423985_5360296_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 543px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227870_10150171823051960_502651959_7423985_5360296_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Little does she know we know her real character. She's evil. <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />...red rum...</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228154_10150185374141960_502651959_7530430_1070566_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 375px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/228154_10150185374141960_502651959_7530430_1070566_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile Ducky was adorable.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254121_10150199484021960_502651959_7632086_1494585_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254121_10150199484021960_502651959_7632086_1494585_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Dana made me this mug. SHE <span style="font-style: italic;">MADE </span>IT!!! Best girlfr-uh friend ever <span style="font-style: italic;">(you'll hear that story later)</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/246615_10150201955741960_502651959_7661018_412131_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 354px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/246615_10150201955741960_502651959_7661018_412131_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nevermind I'll just tell you now.<br />So Dana and I were telling someone how long we had been friends and I started to say, "We've been dating since-wait." Woops. Maybe it's time we put a little space in our relationship. Just a bit.<br /><br />But really, we were friends even before we met (cue Savage Garden music here.)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Exhibit A:</span><br />The 2 of us, separate times, separate places, before we even met, both wearing shorts in the snow.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v117/218/39/551930252/n551930252_1178920_9911.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 289px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v117/218/39/551930252/n551930252_1178920_9911.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Twins.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />(Since I was 11 and she was 12. That's how long we've been friends, if you were wondering.)</span><br /></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-39230544811398608702011-06-02T10:31:00.000-07:002011-06-02T11:24:12.206-07:00Yikes Yikes Yikes<span style="font-style: italic;">(And let me guess. You have a great personality.)</span><br /><br />Things have been ca-raaaaaaazy! I've been starting a new job while still working at my last one and also pet/house-sitting. Basically put, I feel like I've been hit with a baseball bat. Man, I am tired from actually having to...like...you know...work or whatever.<br />So I'm grateful for this brief moment, with oatmeal in my belly, coffee in my hand, and a cat on my lap <span style="font-style: italic;">(and the Bachelorette on in the background. Whatever.)</span> to just type out a short little update on things.<br /><br />Remember that trip to Mexico we took a month and a half ago? I can't believe it's been that long already.<br />Well one of the days on the cruise, we docked in Puerto Vallarta. My family was really most looking forward to the Elizabeth Taylor/Richard Burton affair bridge, despite its nefarious history. Come to find out, <span style="font-style: italic;">no </span>the world is <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> as celebrity obsessed as America! What a surprise. No one we asked had any idea what we were talking about when we asked for directions to the bridge.<br />Eventually we made our way there after wandering aimlessly for what felt like hours.<br />And this is what we found:<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5790461019/" title="Untitled by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5102/5790461019_96d6b13a0a_z.jpg" alt="" width="640" height="480" /></a><br /><br />Yeah. That was it. Plus, it was "under construction", so once we got there, we weren't really even sure that was it. I don't even know if there are plans in the works to actually bring it back to its former glory, or if it's just trashed for good. One of the best parts about the U.S. being so concerned with celebrities is that things like this get preserved. What you can't see behind my mom, who took this picture, is a completely broken down wall with construction buckets and tools and exposed rebar and whatnot.<br />Not to be too overly dramatic, but I went expecting magic and found...dirt.<br />Then again, I also could have been dehydrated.<br /><br />I have a bunch more pictures from Puerto that I want to post, but this particular one has gone on long enough, I think.<br /><br />BUT before I go, meet Gus!!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(and no, I'm not talking about the weirdsmobile in the van in the background. That's not fair. I don't know if he's a weirdsmobile. He could just be a guy who likes to hang out in vans in front of peoples' houses.)</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5790537369/" title="Untitled by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5027/5790537369_009640c9a2_z.jpg" alt="" width="640" height="503" /></a><br /><br />Ignore the fact that I look ridiculous. I had literally just finished the 3 hr. process of buying him and bringing him home.<br /><br />And yes, I did name him after Gus from Psych as an homage to his blueberry car. I think it fits him perfectly. Don't you?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tvshows4all.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/480cdac5e0ason-5.jpg.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 515px; height: 385px;" src="http://www.tvshows4all.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/480cdac5e0ason-5.jpg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Bow chicka bow wow. I love this show.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-73511692785646904962011-05-13T22:39:00.000-07:002011-05-13T22:41:16.726-07:00Seriously?Anyone else spend forever making their blog look super awesome yesterday only to have it destroyed by the evil blogger bot? Oh yeah. Fun times friends. Fun times.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-48044288614803206962011-05-12T08:54:00.000-07:002011-06-02T11:27:26.395-07:00Oy Vey!Where have I been!?<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Oh yeah. Playing songs on my guitar)</span><br />Name that movie and you get a prize, i.e. my undying affection.<br /><br />Well, getting back from the cruise was pretty killer. I shuffled around for days trying to find someone to make my food and clean my room for me. After my mom refused to start doing that again, the harsh reality hit that I'm now responsible for like . . . you know. . . my own living again . . . or whatever.<br /><br />So back to the grindstone! Spending 4 hours in the morning job hunting then maybe work or errands later. I know. It's a hardknock life. I've gotten back into that routine again, so time to get back to the fun stuff too! Blogging!<br /><br />We took a couple hundred pictures on the cruise, so there will probably be a smattering of pictures throughout the next couple weeks. Today, we focus on outfits. This was our first ever cruise, presenting us with some packing conundrums. Sure, we'll be in Mexico, but also on the water. Does that mean warm clothes? Cool clothes? Will it be too hot for me to even consider dressing cute and I'll just want to lay around in a swim cover up so that if I sweat all over it, it doesn't even matter?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhJ3IrvbAS0/TcwF1oVRTkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/omprwnr9u4w/s1600/Springbreak%2B058.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhJ3IrvbAS0/TcwF1oVRTkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/omprwnr9u4w/s400/Springbreak%2B058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605862055087263298" border="0" /></a>Pre-trip packing disaster that exploded all over my bed.<br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5713571824/" title="Springbreak 008 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2614/5713571824_f25acd61b1_z.jpg" alt="Springbreak 008" width="640" height="480" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">In Cabo San Lucas<br />Old man hat + high waist shorts I altered + hand me down tank top from <a href="http://awayfrombams.blogspot.com/">Dana</a><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5713572668/" title="Springbreak 026 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2443/5713572668_771909bc6d_z.jpg" alt="Springbreak 026" width="640" height="480" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Cabo Day 2<br />Anyone feel like going back to the 90's? Where's rollerblading Barbie when you need her. . .<br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5713009375/" title="Springbreak 037 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2800/5713009375_27bbeb18d3_z.jpg" alt="Springbreak 037" width="480" height="640" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Puerto Vallarta<br />Forever 21 romper + Ross white shirt + Ross wedge shoes<br />And yes, that is a lunch box I converted into a camera case. Who would have guessed?<br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/petespenguin/5713572158/" title="Springbreak 169 by ruby red lipstick, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/5713572158_3fd74a01a6.jpg" alt="Springbreak 169" width="358" height="500" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">On the ship<br />Yes, that <span style="font-style: italic;">is </span>the dress that I altered before the cruise! I have some pictures of the process that I'll post later.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Ps did you notice how HUGE my new pictures are?? I've been so frustrated with Blogger's teeny tiny posting limitations so I did a little research and discovered that you can upload from Flickr! <span style="font-style: italic;">(I know most of you are saying, "Duh, you twit" right about now, but come on. I'm excited here.)</span> Eee! I'm excited for picture posting now!<br /><br />*K<br /></div></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-17647164409001862162011-05-01T20:58:00.000-07:002011-05-01T21:04:50.177-07:00Hurray for being home!. . . although I do feel a bit like I've just spent a week at camp and had to leave all my new friends behind, who I know I'll never see again, even though we've exchanged AIM screen names (you can tell how long it's been since I last went to camp). And by "new friends," I mean all the awesome people I totally would have met if I hadn't gotten sea sick. Bleh.<br /><br />I'm going to keep this short. I plan to do all my picture editing and choosing for posting tomorrow. But since I did leave you over a week ago with a dress teaser, I'll wanted to give you a brief little zing of a preview for what's to come.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRvFuGcuQew/Tb4stT6gfYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/huz7TbLfa8U/s1600/Springbreak%2B164.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tRvFuGcuQew/Tb4stT6gfYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/huz7TbLfa8U/s400/Springbreak%2B164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601964143446883714" border="0" /></a><br />Until tomorrow!<br />Buenas Noches, Amigos!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-41472134507276079082011-04-22T18:06:00.000-07:002011-04-22T19:06:12.932-07:00Today I'm going to be a tease (3/3)Third things third.<br /><br />It's time to make the tough decisions about what books I'm going to bring with me on our cruise. This is the current miniature collection I have of books I mean to read soon. Although technically, the bottom tier is a French Language Tutorial on cd that I just put on my Ipod. I'll be fluent by the time we come home. <span style="font-style: italic;">(HA!)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-ZbGcO3JHs/TbImf5xBFuI/AAAAAAAAA8A/XFmYQXSnzuw/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B080.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-ZbGcO3JHs/TbImf5xBFuI/AAAAAAAAA8A/XFmYQXSnzuw/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598579616299161314" border="0" /></a>I suppose it's more like a tower. I think I've narrowed it down to a few, but I still have some more editing to do, I think. Thankfully I finished Ridley Pearson's <span style="font-style: italic;">Kingdom Keepers</span> last night, otherwise I would be in a further conundrum.<br /><br />While on the floor taking pictures of my book tower, I rolled over onto my back. Here is what my room looks like from the floor:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L3br-0gCn5s/TbIz6zNyY7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/0x2Ya1pbxh0/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B087.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L3br-0gCn5s/TbIz6zNyY7I/AAAAAAAAA8o/0x2Ya1pbxh0/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598594372048413618" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-225clQfEvOU/TbImgF_egAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/o4TIWlJMBlI/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B089.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-225clQfEvOU/TbImgF_egAI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/o4TIWlJMBlI/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598579619581034498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-waMYmGe1xvE/TbImgVoz1xI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8WNhNHpkbl8/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B090.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-waMYmGe1xvE/TbImgVoz1xI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/8WNhNHpkbl8/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598579623780931346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdLLeex9gmw/TbImgakVYLI/AAAAAAAAA8g/gp-LBvqFq84/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B092.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cdLLeex9gmw/TbImgakVYLI/AAAAAAAAA8g/gp-LBvqFq84/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598579625104335026" border="0" /></a><br />Once I edit down my book list, I'll let you know what my final decision is.<br /><br />End Post 3<br />*Ding!*Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-18069619496763859902011-04-22T18:00:00.000-07:002011-04-22T19:02:33.217-07:00Today I'm going to be a tease (2/3)Second things second.<br />(<span style="font-style: italic;">or</span> In which I become a tease)<br /><br />I've recently been acquiring dresses from thrift stores for Spring/Summer that I can alter. And although there hasn't been much of a demand to get them finished due to the Icelandic weather that has settled low over California, I have indeed been working on them.<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Project 1</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3aBHbnX_aC0/TbIljN9S7eI/AAAAAAAAA7w/oSdMuCfSnmU/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B044.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3aBHbnX_aC0/TbIljN9S7eI/AAAAAAAAA7w/oSdMuCfSnmU/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598578573747351010" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_8laLhFHO0/TbIljbXT2-I/AAAAAAAAA74/pxQ3FWFwPaE/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B047.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_8laLhFHO0/TbIljbXT2-I/AAAAAAAAA74/pxQ3FWFwPaE/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598578577346124770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I don't have anything personal against shoulder pads, but in this case, those were the first to go.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2iwPeKAYnko/TbIgPvJ0aJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/qolnVJwNsk8/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B053.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2iwPeKAYnko/TbIgPvJ0aJI/AAAAAAAAA6g/qolnVJwNsk8/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598572741502724242" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Next up, I separated the top from the bottom since the dress was about 4 sizes too big and required more than just a little nip here and a tuck there.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUnU8NCWkNY/TbIgP0xP2yI/AAAAAAAAA6o/7IYKv1v36Oc/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B055.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUnU8NCWkNY/TbIgP0xP2yI/AAAAAAAAA6o/7IYKv1v36Oc/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598572743010278178" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />This is where I hung the top because I still haven't gotten my dress form yet. <span style="font-style: italic;">(Update on that to follow)</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-a4oPxCG3Y/TbIgQLKPZJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IBP8CS3HEY0/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B056.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T-a4oPxCG3Y/TbIgQLKPZJI/AAAAAAAAA6w/IBP8CS3HEY0/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598572749020685458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And those are all the pictures I have for you. I smallified both pieces, shortened the sleeves and the hem, and bada-bing new dress! But alas it's packed for our cruise already <span style="font-style: italic;">(I see the glimmer of understanding of what I meant by "tease" begin to glint in your eyes. Sorry, friends)</span>.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Project 2</span></span><br />When I bought this dress, the man I bought it from, trying to be polite, tried to tell me it was cute. I knew he didn't really think that, but was trying to compliment my purchase, so I mentioned that I was planning on altering it, saying that I "didn't want it to look quite so..." And he finished my sentence with "Amish," making us both laugh. I love this man and absolutely will shop there again because of him.<br /></div></div><br />This is an alternate spot I found for hanging my dresses. The nail it's hanging from normally has a picture frame there.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_BwhK9GmA/TbIiW-4009I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/NyL3VL0aL84/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B066.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HX_BwhK9GmA/TbIiW-4009I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/NyL3VL0aL84/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598575065008755666" border="0" /></a>First to go were these horrifying bodice tightener things. I don't know what they are and I don't ever want to know.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAx2WD1bXPI/TbIiWLq-6uI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/uAh4WqjtEK0/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B070.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WAx2WD1bXPI/TbIiWLq-6uI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/uAh4WqjtEK0/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598575051260488418" border="0" /></a>While I shortened the sleeves <span style="font-style: italic;">(and took a foray into elastic ! )</span>, I'm planning on reusing the buttons somewhere as of yet undecided.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxYgVml1JVA/TbIiVwamC8I/AAAAAAAAA7I/Nhrf3CbWr3U/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YxYgVml1JVA/TbIiVwamC8I/AAAAAAAAA7I/Nhrf3CbWr3U/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598575043943992258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oenEyxD1AOo/TbIiVpkYyyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nEcMLAENRDA/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B076.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oenEyxD1AOo/TbIiVpkYyyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/nEcMLAENRDA/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598575042106018594" border="0" /></a>I actually took the time to iron my hem before I sewed it.<br />Whoa. I'm like...a woman now...or whatever.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VchmYZoP7_Q/TbIiVt1VpRI/AAAAAAAAA64/06A677Y3B-c/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B078.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VchmYZoP7_Q/TbIiVt1VpRI/AAAAAAAAA64/06A677Y3B-c/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598575043250857234" border="0" /></a><br />Bought: Pink Dress @ <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/arf-thrift-store-concord">ARF</a><br />Price: $4<br /><br />Bought: Floral Dress @ <a href="http://www.teenchallenge.net/joomla/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=58&Itemid=103">Teen Challenge</a><br />Price: $2<br /><br />Disclaimer: If you live in the area and go to Teen Challenge, they do only take cash.<br /><br />End Post 2<br />*Ding!*Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-23706017067347243452011-04-22T17:26:00.001-07:002011-04-22T18:01:50.073-07:00Today I'm going to be a tease (1/3)The following will be in three parts. You will know it's time to turn the page when you hear a sound like this: *Ding!*<br /><br />First things first.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Cat Count</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">1 sister snuggling with a snoozing, snaggle-toothed feline<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LsMSTucYFqM/TbIdE6T803I/AAAAAAAAA54/j2uT84VqkpM/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B023.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LsMSTucYFqM/TbIdE6T803I/AAAAAAAAA54/j2uT84VqkpM/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598569256984564594" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />4 points <span style="font-style: italic;">(ears and whiskers)</span> poised in disdain <span style="font-style: italic;">(and probably pure, pernicious poison)</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nX5ygfsrOPY/TbIdFL3IcMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/XbNbkp6VeMg/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B026.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nX5ygfsrOPY/TbIdFL3IcMI/AAAAAAAAA6A/XbNbkp6VeMg/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598569261695529154" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Infinite nights of never-sleep from the nefarious naughtiness of my sister<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NuxPmVyLRhU/TbIdFQRcjyI/AAAAAAAAA6I/NDyDmFaS8fE/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B036.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NuxPmVyLRhU/TbIdFQRcjyI/AAAAAAAAA6I/NDyDmFaS8fE/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598569262879641378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />(Please notice how Cricket snuggles up with Josie, and Ducky maintains a comfortable distance. We really are alike.)</span><br />End Post 1<br />*Ding!*Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-62912328127522757462011-04-21T19:13:00.000-07:002011-04-21T19:34:19.203-07:00A super speedy brief postWell. This post is going to be brief, as the title suggests. I generally always like to have some kind of picture to accompany each post <span style="font-style:italic;">(and...you know...like...a point...or whatever...)</span> but there's just no time today. My family is in the midst of trip preparations so things have been a bit wild lately. Tomorrow I'll have more to say and quite a few pictures to post but for tonight, all that's left to say is that I'm alive and well. And I hope you all are too.<br />Whats it like for you when you get ready for vacation? Is it fun for you to plan? Does it stress you out? Do your cats try to sneak into your luggage, leaving fur EVERYWHERE in the process? Have you found a way to successfully dispose of your pets without anyone finding them?<br />Just kidding Cricket. Stay away from my black sweater and you'll live to see another day.<br />Until tomorrow morning...<br />I bid you...<br />AdieuKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-7476873423704562052011-04-12T15:18:00.001-07:002011-04-12T16:21:49.701-07:00Dressing Weather-appropriate is for ChumpsSo . . .<br />It's been freezing lately. Which for us Californians means in the 60 degree range. But it's April, darn it! So I'm going to wear skirts and dresses and rompers even if I am running around like a mad person the whole time trying to keep my blood circulating!<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />Yesterday<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2B9gzwYCCo/TaTRc5ppASI/AAAAAAAAA5w/LL_AAkttAeA/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B012-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2B9gzwYCCo/TaTRc5ppASI/AAAAAAAAA5w/LL_AAkttAeA/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B012-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594826931543015714" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDFjERZXIPw/TaTRcjL4mTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/yAdJIT3yEp8/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B012-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDFjERZXIPw/TaTRcjL4mTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/yAdJIT3yEp8/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B012-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594826925512628530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PsXwOF5F17c/TaTP2RxtbYI/AAAAAAAAA5I/wYzJnuKz4sg/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B012-2.jpg"><br /></a>When I bought these shoes, I had the following conversation via text with Sweets <span style="font-style: italic;">(my boyfriend)</span>:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zwy86Y5sBg/TaTP10Ns_OI/AAAAAAAAA44/G-520S9IEMo/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9zwy86Y5sBg/TaTP10Ns_OI/AAAAAAAAA44/G-520S9IEMo/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594825160557133026" border="0" /></a><br />Me: <span style="font-style: italic;">You're going to break up with me when you see the shoes I just got.</span><br />Sweets:<span style="font-style: italic;"> Are they heels?</span><br />Me: <span style="font-style: italic;">No. They're closer to...loafers...if anything... </span><br />Sweets: <span style="font-style: italic;">Why won't I like them?</span><br />Me: <span style="font-style: italic;">Michael Jackson. That's all I'll say.</span><br />Sweets: <span style="font-style: italic;">Sparkle shoes?</span><br />Me:<span style="font-style: italic;"> ...maybe...</span><br />Sweets: <span style="font-style: italic;">Girls wear some weird crap.</span><br /><br />Well-said, Sweets. Well-said.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br />Stats</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought: </span>Faux Leather Jacket @ Forever 21 a couple years ago <span style="font-style: italic;">(rolled-up sleeves, my doing)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price:</span> I have no idea<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought:</span> Chewie & Han novelty tee @ <a href="http://www.redbubble.com/people/krisvahl/t-shirts/5757736-chewie-and-han">Red Bubble</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price:</span> $21.73 plus shipping<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought:</span> Purple pencil skirt @ <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/goodwill-stores-concord">Goodwill</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price: </span>$5<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought: </span><span>Belt @ H&M</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price:</span> $4<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought:</span> Michael Jackson loafers @ <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/goodwill-stores-concord">Goodwill</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price:</span> $7<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Today</span></span><br />One of the best parts about the early 90's prints coming back in style is that I still have some leftovers from the first go-round that I can re-use.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI2kxhoYJSE/TaTP2ZK_NRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/rP3IQT6bmK4/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BI2kxhoYJSE/TaTP2ZK_NRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/rP3IQT6bmK4/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594825170477856018" border="0" /></a><br />This gingham bow is from elementary school when my mom made Josie and I matching gingham outfits for a church fashion show <span style="font-style: italic;">(I know that </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >seems </span><span style="font-style: italic;">like an oxymoron, but...)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kQOGz0Ug9o/TaTP2ySmFoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/gV0ZsgU7TKI/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kQOGz0Ug9o/TaTP2ySmFoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/gV0ZsgU7TKI/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594825177220650626" border="0" /></a>This purple sweater, which I just barely saved from being donated today is from Jr. High <span style="font-style: italic;">(when I would wear it with matching purple pants and lavender clogs. We don't need to talk about that. Ever.)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SQuSDdCSjA/TaTP66Au4II/AAAAAAAAA5g/j0HKCyj6pCw/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B031.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_SQuSDdCSjA/TaTP66Au4II/AAAAAAAAA5g/j0HKCyj6pCw/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594825248012689538" border="0" /></a><br />I'm a pretty big chicken when it comes to mixing prints. But since I've been re-watching old Project Runway episodes, I've been encouraged by Mondo to be a bit braver.<br /><br />This is only the beginning. We'll start small and eventually work our way up to more eye-assaulting combinations of prints.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Stats</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Bought: </span>Floral dress @ <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/goodwill-stores-concord">Goodwill</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Price:</span> $3.50 <span style="font-style: italic;">(half-off day!)</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Recovered:</span> Purple sweater and gingham bowKellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9065842969492933254.post-27329647893108178882011-04-12T14:57:00.000-07:002011-04-12T16:21:03.681-07:00Cat Count<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Cat Count</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">0</span> The number of consecutive hours the cats have stayed awake today.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1</span> The number of times I brought Cricket on an adventure to the car only to have her try to run away because she thought we were going to the vet.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2 </span>The number of times Ducky has tried to make me feel guilty for kicking her off my lap because I had to use my legs.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3 </span>The number of cat-meals I poisoned in an attempt to kill the cats <span style="font-style: italic;">(Just kidding, PETA. Retract those claws.)</span><br /><br />While taking pictures of my outfit <span style="font-style: italic;">(for my next post)</span>, I got a couple of pictures of Cricket lurking behind me. This one, in particular, reminded me of a <a href="http://dearblankpleaseblank.com/">"Dear Blank, Please Blank"</a> post Josie found a couple of days ago.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYDGL1M6EII/TaTMJfxv2MI/AAAAAAAAA4I/BJ4UP8n1188/s1600/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kYDGL1M6EII/TaTMJfxv2MI/AAAAAAAAA4I/BJ4UP8n1188/s400/Michael%2527s%2BCamera%2B028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594821100622043330" border="0" /></a>Dear Diary, <div class="subtextplease"> <div style="display: inline-block; text-align: left;"> Today, my slaves mocked me with a feathery stick. It was oddly tempting. They are messing with my mind. They will not be getting any cuddling tonight. Today I ate a houseplant. Tomorrow I may eat another. </div> </div> Sincerely,<br /><span id="highlight">Cat<br /><br /><br />And there you have it. Cats in a nutshell. Which is, in itself, quite the visual.<br /></span>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03495965527139258724noreply@blogger.com1