Blog Fail

Apparently pictures are worth a thousand words... and as there are no pictures today, I hope words will suffice. Because it is a little hard to post pictures when your laptop (a young thing, only two months old) decides to stop working. We took it in, assuming the fix would be under warranty but the soft drive is not warrantied so we must pay $200 to 'restore' our new laptop. We must be suckers... somewhere, someone is laughing at us and dancing in credit card receipts. The issue with the soft drive turned out to be more complex than originally thought and so we lost all the last month's pictures off the computer. Hence, no coy glances and outfit pictures today (though they were good...:( )... But best of all, we got $90 off because they lost our data... I don't think that's a deal. I paid someone to to take away my new laptop for 4 days...
Don't worry, my week can only get better...or not. Besides losing the offer on the house and the laptop for the week, I also lost about 10 lbs.. Subway and I got into a fight and Subway won. I got a vicious case of food poisoning that resulted in rapid weight loss and an ambulance ride to the hospital. I am soooo embarrassed that we had to call the ambulance but I literally couldn't move anymore. I'm feeling better now, my appetite is still weak but at least I'm full of disgusting stories to amuse my friends with (why is it that our grossest moments turn into the best tales later?). The food poisoning incident left me with a renewed appreciation for my husband's patience and a new apprehension for deli meats.
I think I'm just going to cut my losses and label this week as an epic blog fail. I will be back next week with a working computer, an appetite, some energy and a better attitude...
xo

Disappoint

Dress? thrifted
Boots? Aldo
Earrings? h&m
Belt? Michale Kors, Winners
Clutch? thrifted

So, I guess this is what disappointed looks like... Not too bad, if I may say so myself. I've said it before but clothing can lift your mood quicker than a snocone and some inhaled helium.
Yup. This week kinda sucked. Our deal for the new old house fell through. I know that everything will work out as it's supposed to and maybe this just wasn't meant to be, but it is still a bitter pill. This is the busiest time of year for us and we spent so much time trying to make this happen in the last few weeks and now it all feels like it was for nothing. Long story short... we knew the house needed emergency work (had. to. be. done.) and we budgeted a generous amount for that. After getting all our quotes in for the work and the getting an additional inspection that uncovered some more serious problems, the total number was double what we had budgeted. This was work that would have had to be done before winter and before we could even get insurance on the house, so the wiggle room on spreading the renos over a few years was less than a pair of 80's jeans. We asked for a large but fair price adjustment and that didn't go over so well... hence, the deal fell through. It mostly sucks because we put so much work into getting our ducks in a row (where did this expression come from?) and for two weeks we thought it was going to be our house. Little Miss Not Emotionally Attached got really emotionally attached...
I told the kitties about the new house and how they would have a room of their own. They were pumped. I had also already mentally ripped all the shrubs out of the front yard and put in a mind blasting formal landscape. It's not like I don't love informal landscape as well but there aren't many houses that can carry a formal landscape and this one could... All I was going to ask for my birthday were boxwoods (in October, I was thinking ahead...). Worst of all, I had handed my friends season's passes to wine consumption on the beautiful front porch...
I would be lying if I didn't say I still feel a tiny glimmer of hope that the owners will fully realize the work that needs to be done and drop the price... but if that doesn't happen, I at least have some thrifted pleated silk and pretty sunsets to make me feel better...

Other People's Money

Dress? handmade, thrifted
Sandals? Hushpuppies, StyleSense
Clutch? Old Navy, thrifted
Bangles? thrifted and gifted
Belt? thrifted
Earrings? from Briannelee... I wear them a lot, really a lot.

This last weekend was a long weekend and we ended up on our friends' third floor deck watching people burn through their children's college funds. I will admit I have not taken the time to research current market value on Roman candles, but there were definitely thousands of dollars worth of fireworks being blown into the sky. I think there may have been some neighbourly competition as each group sought to out do the other. We had the perfect view over the park and enjoyed the show. My financial decisions concerning my $6 thrifted dress and a $12 bottle of wine suddenly seemed very wise...

Matt decided to take hundreds of pictures of the fireworks in paparazzi mode (it takes about 15 pictures in 5 seconds or something...). I'm posting one as evidence of his hard efforts. He loves that paparazzi mode... Occasionally I can be a grump when we take pictures (our secret, ok?) and he'll paparazzi me as I'm being a witch. Later, I'll go back through the pictures and find 45 pictures of me in my finest moments...

Support

Skirt? Loft, thrifted, $8
Silk top? Hype, thrifted, $7
Suede flats? thrifted, $5
Bangle? thrifted, $3
Necklace? garage sale, $0.50 (?)
Sunglasses? vintage Steffi Graf, gifted

I don't always love strapless tops. If they don't have built-in support at the stomach, they never hang right and you spend too much time hauling and adjusting. Like so...

But I found both the skirt and top while thrifting last week and I thought they looked pretty snappy together. Besides, I spent the afternoon at a friend's holiday monday bbq and my friends are forgiving folk. They put up with me the day before when I ate three big plates of spaghetti and then complained about the pain in my stomach for an hour, so I'm sure they can handle the constant haul up, as long as I suffer in silence. I do plan on putting little darts in the top though. The crowd might not be full of friendly faces next time I go out in it, and a lady should avoid bosom re-alignment in public at all costs. Just a tip...
Everything I'm wearing is second hand. Finally. I feel like I'm always one item short of thrift perfection. A wedding band doesn't count though, right? I would have been impressed if Matt had thrifted that...Because of work, I don't always wear my wedding and engagement rings. Sometimes I think Matt should have asked for my hand in marriage with a cat instead of a ring... It all worked out, I got the diamonds and 3 cats.