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Showing posts with label Gap Black pocket tee. Show all posts

Friday, August 30, 2013

Paisley Cardigan - 3 Ways!


I'm doing my Friday remix post a little different this week.  Instead of  scanning through my archives for all the ways I've worn a certain item, I'm bringing you THREE BRAND NEW OUTFITS!  Imagine I said that in the echoey movie announcer voice.  It will seem more exciting.

This cardigan is a recent purchase from Loft.  Anytime I buy something and want to wear it EVERY DAY, I know it was a good decision.  Anyway, here are 3 ways I've worn it in the past couple of weeks.

#1 - worn to work

#2 - church
#3 - casual date night
Pretty exciting, right?  I think I'll be wearing it quite a bit in the coming months.

Go check out the other remixers! I'm also linking up with Casual Friday  and Favorite Fashion Friday today! 

Outfit details
Cardigan: Loft

Outfit #1:
Dress: Ann Taylor
Belt: Old Navy
Necklace: Bass
Sandals: Love Culture

Outfit #2:
Tee: Gap
Skirt: Old Navy
Sandals: Carlos Santana 

Outfit #3:
Tee: Gap
Shorts: Gap
Sandals: Carlos Santana 



Friday, May 10, 2013

So Embarrassing





Today's topic is:  Most embarrassing moment.


My official most embarrassing moment happened with I was in middle school.  You can read that story here.  I wanted to think of a more recent embarrassing moment, and it was tough.  I'm a walking contradiction when it comes to embarrassing moments, because I do embarrassing things all the time, but I tend to forget them pretty quickly.  Most of my embarrassing moments involve me crying in a situation where any normal person would not cry.  Here's an example from a couple years ago:  

I had been out all day running errands, and was just a few blocks away from my apartment.  There's a stop sign, so I stopped (I promise, I stopped!).  I saw a police car down the road, and he proceeded to pull out behind me and follow me down the block.  I was nervous (because I always get nervous when a cop is driving near me), but knew I hadn't done anything wrong, so I just went on my way.  Right at the turn to my apartment, he flipped his lights on, so I pulled over.  He came up and did the standard spiel of "License and Registration!  Do you know why I stopped you?" and I said no, and he said I didn't stop at the stop sign.  I didn't argue, because I was too busy trying not to cry.  He took my documents and went back to his car.  At this point, I broke down sobbing - like I can't breathe, totally upset.  When he came back, I was trying my best to keep it together, and I had my sunglasses on, so I thought he wouldn't notice.  The cop said "Ma'am, are you crying?"  and I was like *sob*gasp*sniff* "NO!"  He sort of raised his eyebrows at me and then I say "Maybe!"  I was so embarrassed.  He just gave me a warning and sent me on my way.  Probably the most embarrassing thing about this story is that I keep telling people about it.  Any time the subject of getting a ticket comes up, I have to tell my only story of getting pulled over!  (until last week, when I got caught at the check-point and totally didn't cry!  I'm getting so tough!)

Top and Cardigan: Gap
Skirt: Old Navy
Sandals: Carlos Santana via DSW