I've been wanting to pull this "Cheryl Cole" look off for a while. I am kind of obsessed with all things "flashdance", trench coats and spring...in no particular order.
I thrifted this men's sweatshirt and decided to DIY it instead of trying to buy one. I think I cut the "neck" too wide...but it's a DIY sweatshirt...who cares? Not me.
I threw on a knit hat (too dark to tell), chunky earrings and my Pour La Victoire heels:)
JCP Cargo Pants
How did I do?
(Cheryl Cole...thanks to Erin...I know who she is:)
But I think the devil was trying to distract me. Everytime I would just about bow my head in prayer, I would catch a glimpse of a furcoat walking down the aisle! IN 70 DEGREE WEATHER!?!? I promise you Texans just can't wait for even a cool breeze. I counted 4 fur coats just before the sermon.
The choir helped me regain my composure though. But even that was ruined. My vision was acosted by atleast three lace front weaves on children in the choir stand. It is NOT okay to allow your kid to look like a real life Cabbage Patch KID!
I made it through the sermon though. It took a second for me to get ahold of myself but I did it. It was about forgiveness. Forgiveness of all kinds. Forgiveness to people who do you wrong. Forgiveness of family grudges. Forgive those who don't even deserve it. Because it frees you.
(Pour La Victoire "Irina" heels, Jones NY scarf, random fabric that I forced to be a clutch:)
Then I walk out after church and saw what had to be a seven year old girl wearing black knee boots WITH A HEEL!
I DO NOT FORGIVE THAT.
(I made a quick shoe/purse change to run errands)
Next Sunday, I'm not wearing my contacts. It's better for everyone involved.
Spoiler alert...for those who don't want to bother reading the rest of this post...the moral isTODAY SUCKED!
(Forced Smile, Thrifted Men's Blazer,scarf, Thrifted Vintage Blouse, Zara pants, MY ULTIMATE Coupe de' grace THRIFT...authentic LV SAC Plat (yes, I'm a beast when I thrift)
Not all of today sucked...just every second after 4pm. I will try to hit the key points of today's disaster....
I go to Target to exchange a broken tripod (the reason I haven't blogged much). I get to the customer service booth and of course the Super Target Nazi lady asked for ID to make the EVEN EXCHANGE! I dig for it. No ID. Ah yes...I switched purses this morning and I forgot to put my license back in my wallet. I beg the Target rule enforcer to allow just an even exchange. Same item. NO money back.
Nope. Super Target Nazi Lady/rule enforcer refused. I stay calm because I once worked customer service. I know the drill. Be nice. Smile. Keep voice calm. I ask for a manager and offer to show her other forms of ID, bank cards, even my insuraance policy. The manager who I would assume must be single handedly trying to bring back the 90's by wearing her hair like Salt N Pepa in the Push It video, refused to allow me to exchange.
Fine. I decide to go home, get the ID and exchange at another Target. I drive through rush hour traffic all the while enduring a stressful phone call with a person who refuses to practice good communication skills by actually LISTENING. I get to the second Target...and they have not a one of my tripod in stock! NOT ONE! GRRRR!
You would think I would give up, right? Oh no, I never give up. I go to a third Target. They have the tripod BUT they wanted me to pay a $2 difference because I didn't have a receipt...bla bla bla. Now, I get it technically. No receipt= Suck it up. I couldn't do it. I calmly explained to the apparently new on the job Target representative that it should be an even exchange. She agrees. I finally leave. There's other stuff in between all of this but then you would just say that I'm whining. (Shush...it's my blog...I can whine:)
I get the tripod. It's pitch black by now but I've gone through all of this trouble anyway. I find a spot. Set up the Tripod...then the camera dies after two shots!!! Oh and my phone died. I left my charger at work. Score. Not.
BUT...I did make it home to watch the TLC show "Addicted to Eating Pillow Cushions" and "Addicted to Ingesting Household Cleaning Agents."
I was putting together a lesson for my class and came across some questions that stopped me dead in my tracks. I thought you would benefit from those questions.
Have you found your voice yet? This is how you start. Answer the following questions...
1. What are you really good at? (talent)
2. What do you love doing? (passion)
3. What does the world need that you can get paid to do? (need)
4. What do you feel you should do? (conscience)
Got you thinking too? Let me know the answers in the comments:)
I was forced to get dressed for church in exactly 20 minutes...or I was going to get LEFT!
So, I just kind of remixed some of the pieces from the last few posts to make an outfit.
Not loving any of these pics either:(
I've been left before. When I was in high school, I went to the football playoff game for my school and I went with my dad. Well, when I got there...I wanted to walk around the Astrodome with my friends. That's what everybody did at the games, right?
This was before cell phones....I think I may have had a pager/beeper at the time. So, my dad told me to meet him at the 50 yrd line seats at the end of the game...which I did, but that fool wasn't there! I am walking around the dome frantically thinking surely he wouldn't leave me. Oh, I forgot one thing...my dad WORKED at the school I attended. After about an hour of walking around...I got a ride from one of my friends who had to take me all the way home.
(I wasn't even going to post these pics bc they don't wow me but I wore it for the Lord so it has to be good enough you guys. Amen.)
My dad was there. Sure was. Chilling. Watching Thundercats. Didn't say a word to me. I was so mad and embarrassed because the whole school heard about it. He told me he left early because they were losing and that if I had sat my "fast butt" down, I would've known that. What could I say? Nothing.
For that reason, I can get ready quick, fast and in a hurry!
(Sorry for the lack of posts, but it's been cold and I need another tripod. I will do better:)
This is what one looks like the night before they should've gone to church...but didn't:(
Met some old friends and new friends out for a late dinner. One thing I know now that I didn't know before but should have known...apparently it's not illegal to smoke in restaraunts. I didn't know that...and now my vintage coat smells like I've been turning tricks with truck drivers.
(My hair is in a super high bun)
But not just any truck driver...the truck driver who wins awards for smoking the most cigarettes in his rig. I gotta watch the news more or would've known that people still smoke in restaraunts.
Thus...my new year's resolution...WATCH MORE NEWS!
I would also like to share that I'm a genius (not really). These earrings I'm wearing got tarnished because I accidentally spilled Chic Fil A lemonade on them. I was driving and eating. The earrings were stopping me from enjoying my food so I pulled them off and placed them in the cupholder part of my console. Somehow, I wasted some lemonade on them and they tarnished. I went back to exchange the earrings but they were all gone. One would think that I would have just gotten a store credit. Nope. Not me. I went to Walmart and bought gold spray paint and voila...they were reborn.
I told you I was gonna give this shirt another chance...much better with a skirt:)
I wore this New Year's Eve...then I ate praline cheesecake. There was stuff in between but that's the most important thing to know about my night...the cheesecake:)
(I thrifted this vintage overcoat a while back. I believe it was handmade. It's quite warm and makes me happy)
I want to go to the gym but I know it's going to be stupid packed for a few weeks. I'm thinking a nice walk is what I'll start this new year with....after a nap:)
