I blame Claudia Kishi

I’m really digging these Wellies:

(Hunter Winter Wellies via Free People)

I feel like I can work with the basic black ones more than the navy blue wellies. However, since my walking distance from my car to the office is all of two minutes, I don’t think I’ll be buying any kind of wellies right now. It would be different if I had to work in a place that would require a trek from the parking lot/metro to the building. At least I would have a pretty good excuse.
Anyway, for the same amount of green as the wellies, I could buy this:

(Free People’s Winter Rose Garden Jacket)

I am in love with the jacket. It’s very sweet looking and maybe just a little bit more my style than the black wellies. However, I hate the fact that it’s 3/4 sleeves since I probably won’t be able to wear it in the winter as much. I guess I could wear long sleeves underneath, but I usually wear short sleeve tops underneath my coat. There is just something about long sleeves that I am not fond of unless it is in sweater form. Hmm.

I had this crazy idea that I would buy loads of cute sweaters and henleys at AE, but I walked away with a pair of sweatpants instead. Not conducive to this whole ‘building up a work appropriate wardrobe’ plan. I stopped by Martin and Osa last week and looked around for a hot second. It was cute and the store was sort of woodsy and reminded me that I should be well-traveled, well-read (I’ve never seen the McSweeney quarterly sold in stores) and be in a certain tax-bracket. I’m not sure how I feel about these lifestyle stores (hah, says the girl whose middle name is Anthropologie), but that’s another thought for another day.

One of my favorite songs that get me in the winter mood. I am a dork, I am aware of this condition. Look at the title, do a search, and try not to download the Bing Crosby and Doris Day version as they never sang that song together. iTunes informs me that actually Margaret Whiting and Johnny Mercer sang the version I have labeled as Bing and Doris. Sweet.

Damn this cold winter. I could deal with wearing a hoodie for warmth and now it seems as if I’m going to have to purchase something a little bit heavier than a hoodie. I like the Ben Sherman, but that coat is on the backburner until I win the lotto or I get paid the next pay period after the upcoming one. Whichev.
The Northface fleece jackets look so warm and cozy. A girl I know let me borrow her Patagonia fleece for a hot minute and it was damn warm. I’m guessing fleece will probably be on that list of things I’m looking for in a warmth-giving jacket.

Eh. I’m just not crazy about the Northface and Patagonia ones. I like them, but it feels like everyone has one. And I’m all about asserting my individuality in my choice of winterwear (hah!). They are cute though…and I bet, warm.

I’ve got to get home
But baby you’ll freeze out there
Say lend me a coat
It’s up to your knees out there

Shoes. You know how there is that stereotype about women and their love of shoes? I am not one of those women. Don’t get me wrong, I love looking at shoes, but any time I make an attempt to shop for shoes, it always ends up in heartbreak central. If I could, I would wear flip flops all wear around, but I like the idea of not getting frost bite in December.

I have small, but wide feet. If they were any bigger, I could totally use my feet as floatation devices. I could probably walk on water thus finding a new way to get into D.C. without using the keybridge route.

But it’s almost winter and I can’t rely on flip-flops and converses for the rest of the season.

(Frye Campus Boots)

I have been in love with these boots for the past two years of my life. Sadly that price tag scares me, espicially since I tend to think sixty bucks for a pair of shoes is my limit. But I feel like I could live in those things forever, but I haven’t tried them on yet as I haven’t been able to find them in stores (although I really haven’t been looking) and I’m afraid of heartbreak. Either from not being able to afford them or not being able to afford them and realizing that they look completely ridiculous on me thanks to my amazonian calves. BAH.

Also I’m considering a purchasing a pair of wellies, but that would only be if I actually move up to PA. Someone told me it rains a lot up in the Valley, so I think I would benefit from a pair of wellingtons. I like the J.Crew ones and they seem reasonably priced. I’m not in love with them, but I think they’re cute. I’m pretty sure I would have lots of fun jumping in the rain puddles if I got the boots.

J.Crew Wellies

Maybe one day, I will get a job that allows me to purchase the Fryes. I have heard great things about the company and they seem like they would last for a really long time. Some girl I used to work with, would wear her mom’s Fryes that she had back in the 70s. Awesome, I like that kind of longevity.

I was at target and they had 2 t-stands (or just 1 stand with 4 arms) with Antiks and cordoroy Joe’s Jeans (socialite). The price points were a bit cheaper, but the Antiks were too over-embellished for my tastes and I’m married to Joe’s Provocateur fit. I looked at target.com, but they didn’t have any of that on their website. I would think I was dreaming (or at last finally met madness), if I hadn’t examined the denim for a good six minutes or so.

( I saw this on Amalah’s Wednesday Advice Smackdown who got it from Project Rungay)

Fabulous is damn right. Like the icon of fabulousness, right here people.
A side note: It took me a few seconds remembering how to spell fabulous. I kept thinking of Fabalous and the way he rapped “F-A-B-A-L-O-U-S” and ever since then I had to double-check my spelling any time I wrote fabulous.

I digress. I don’t watch Project Runway until they start running the marathons because I like to watch things in one or two sittings and because I am either closing at work that night or I don’t remember to watch it. So it took me a few minutes to realize that this person is on Project Runway. Now I guess I have to beg Nick to let me put PR on his ti-faux just to see her.

I adore this picture. It sums up perfectly, what my ideal style is. The outfit itself, is not for me, but her whole attitude, hair, outfit, and accessories is elegant, pulled together, refined, and very ‘Old Hollywood’. Plus I love her luggage. I would totally sell one of my kidneys for her set. And I’ll even throw in a cousin or two to sweeten the deal. Just don’t take Skippy, he has asthma. (GG rulez!)

Sadly, for all my clothes-talking, I am really just a jeans and t-shirt girl. I’m half kid and half creature trying to become more like the picture above. I bought a long sleeved black thermal with a cartoon character printed all over it, last month. I couldn’t help it, my love for Gir knows no t-shirt bounds, but I think I should not buy cartoon character t-shirts anymore. Or any t-shirts that are worn by 12 year old girls trying to be a little out there by shopping at Hot Topic. And yes, I totally bought that shirt at Hot Topic.

It is about time I retire my winter coat. It’s an Old Navy peacoat from five years ago and it looks worn. It used to be black, now the color could be called a really faded black-gray. Also, it was not as warm as it could have been and everyone knows I am that girl that gets cold easily. And because I will be up in Pa every other weekend or so, I might as well jump on that coat-wagon.

I love this Ben Sherman coat:

(from South Moon Under)
It comes in black as well, but I think the ivory stands out. I’m a little afraid to try it on since I have a feeling that I will look a little more like someone with no neck and a little less like Grace Kelly. Also I’m afraid that I will love it to death and I will throw all of my winter clothing budget out the window for one coat.

Besides the funnel neck uncertainty, I adore the rest of the coat. The buttons, the way the sleeves are done, and perhaps most importantly, it looks like the pockets are flaps and hidden. For some reason I cannot stand the kind of coat pockets that  you can actually see. It is a very nit-picky thing and it drives whoever is shopping with me crazy. I’ve rejected so many coats, just on the basis of the pocket.

For example:

Gap’s Tie Car Coat 

Don’t get me wrong, I think the coat is cute, but the visible pocket? Nein, nein, nein.
Eh, the search continues…

So I never realized that Nick linked my blog from his blog. He mentioned that fact on saturday and I said “What? I thought this thing just had like one reader and I was nameless!”

Not that I think anyone actually reads this, but I’ve locked up a bunch of old posts to save unknowing readers from the bitching.

I suppose this blog will be less ‘introspective thought’ (hah!) and more superficial whatever (not that it wasn’t that already). I can only promise a 5% reduction in the whining, but you get 50% more filler! What a deal! One day only!

….

I guess I’m going to try this thing called ‘running around until you are tired’ as a method of working out. I need more exersize and climbing two flights of stairs should not be considered as my daily workout.

Wow, what an original title for my first journal entry.

But maybe that’s just me. Lacking non-originality and all that other good stuff.
I have no idea why I have this blog. Or more to the point, no idea how I would use it as I do not go on interesting adventures filled with ancient cups, snakes, and fighting the nazi and really every journal needs a theme.

Mine would be: I worked. Yay. And then went to the pottery barn to buy more picture frames. Or whatever. It would be a stunning example of being a surbanite, except for the fact that I make an hourly wage and I’ve never shopped at the pottery barn. Not by choice, but really the only thing I can ever really afford to buy furniture-wise might be Ikea and even that would be stretching the budget and leave me with peanut butter straight out of the jar for dinner for the next three months.

Good thing I still live at home.

I don’t think I could ever do a theme-blog, although who wouldn’t love another theme-blog, only because I would lose interest pretty fast. Maybe I could do a collage-blog of sorts. Random entries, lists, goals, cryptic one letter entries, it could all be here!

I like the idea of a goal blog, but I think in reality it would depress me as I would never get it done.
feh. I’m already over thinking this.

Here is a picture of a measuring cup:

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