the time I was Kelly Kapowski

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I have always had a thing for Kelly Kapowski. As a brunette unwilling to ever lighten my hair, the role models were few and far between. Apparently our hair color makes us really exceptional side kicks ready to join any adventure but totally inadequate at hosting our own. Kelly was the freaking star and she was amazing and wonderful and she got the guy in the end and she taught me so many vital lessons during my youth (and occasionally on present day Saturday mornings when Joel and I are bored). And she did all of this as a brunette. And usually in a high waisted skirt and Keds. Or a matching floral crop top and denim. Or in light wash ripped jeans.

Which leads us to this little number in which i was apparently channeling her. The sweater and lace tank are such a cute combo. The shoes were a Top Shop find on their opening weekend in NYC-aka the worst day to enter Top Shop EVER. But these jeans… these jeans are rocking my whole world right now. I love them. I want to wear them every day. I have tried. I even tried to wear them to Joel’s hometown of Concordia, Missouri. It’s a lovely place. If you haven’t been I would suggest a drive through. It’s a small town meant for a Lifetime Movie. I am sure there are some Kapowski fans there, however, when i slipped these ripped up little beauties on Joel suggested I change. He didn’t think Concordia would understand the purchase of pre-destroyed jeans much less revel in their amazingness. Maybe next year.

So for now these jeans will be confined to Kansas City. And I will try to wear them only every other day. Until my floral crop top and matching denim arrives of course.

xo

Mal

the time I lied…

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Sweater-@jolly’s//Denim shirt-JC Penny-similar//T-shirt-Forever 21-old fun graphic t here//Camo Jeans-Gap-sold out-similar//Boots-Shoemint-old similar here//Bracelets-PuraVida-I want one of each!!!

I want to tell you all a story about this London Love t-shirt. I want to reminisce about the last time I was in London. I want to talk about the pop up vintage markets and Portobello market. I want to tell an amazing story about pouring over each and every booth of these markets and the things I found. I want to talk about the food I ate and the smells I smelled. I so badly want this shirt to be a  memorial of an amazing adventure that Joel and I were so lucky to take. I want this t-shirt to have history and meaning and I want the story to be sparkly and captivating. I want to wear this shirt to dinner parties and evenings out where said story would be retold and the shirt would be worn as a badge of my fashion findings honor.

But that would all be a steaming pile of… well… lies. This shirt is from the overly produced racks of Forever 21. It is one of millions. It is as generic as they come. And for the first two weeks after I bought it I told Joel it was from a street vendor in London. I was shopping shamed. But I still love the shirt. And it still makes me think of the wonderful trips we have taken London. And it still makes me smile. Even if it is from Forever 21.

The real story of our last trip to London- I shopping choked. I found an amazing Cath Kidston bag, a perfect dress from Liberty of London featuring their famous tiny floral print,  the most beautiful hand made leather jacket and an absolutely gorgeous cashmere capelet and with each find more outstanding and deserving of my shopping budget than the last I choked. I couldn’t pull the trigger and ended up coming home with nothing more than a pair of jeans from Primark (A European Forever 21) and regret. All the more reason to plan a trip back I suppose. Right Joel?

xo

Mal

the time it was Friday

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It’s funny and awesome and strange that Friday is still as amazing and alluring and wonderful as it was when I was 6. I love Fridays. Usually they are uneventful involving an early dinner with my parents or something ordered in here at home with Joel followed by both of us falling asleep in front of the TV well before 10pm. But Friday is still like the high five of week days. You know you have made it. You know you get a break. You know that you get some downtime. And  you might even have a weekend adventure.

Today I am especially excited. Because starting tomorrow I can finally shop again. And wear all my own clothes again. And share a pair of jeans that I bought at the tail end of January with all of you. This no shopping thing has been good. I have learned that I don’t in fact need something new to wear every single day. That occasionally my preexisting wardrobe can perform pretty well with out accompaniment. That online shopping counts as shopping also. And that I have way too much clothing as is. Oh, and that shopping is in fact my cardio…

So, for March, although I am not going to be ‘not shopping’ I am going to try a little something else. I am going to try to buy things I need rather than want (and let me tell you when I want something I  can get really crafty with reasons I need it). I am going to only add things to my wardrobe that are versatile and really flipping amazing. And for every single item I add to my wardrobe in March, one thing has to vacate the premises. Yup, my closet is going to be like the hottest night club in town. One in one out. You know, except with clothes.

Wish me luck. Oh and tomorrow morning, as soon as the department store doors open, I am buying those shoes.

xo

Mal

The time I loved shoes

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Shoes-MK here

I have to confess. I went shopping yesterday. Well browsing anyway. I didn’t buy. But I fell in love. With something amazing. Shoes actually. Tall, ridiculous, totally impractical, wear maybe once a year shoes. They are glorious. They have a 4 inch heel. They are strappy. They are black. They have studs. They are stunning. They are Michael Kors. Also, they are $225. 

I have never spent $225 dollars on a pair of shoes. Sure I have taken a spin through Saks shoe department when in Chicago or New York. I have tried on a pair or two of Christian Louboutins. I have dreamed of a closet filled with Tori Burch flats instead of Toms. 

And these shoes, these I can’t help but imagine all the places they belong. The evening I would spend in them.  I have already built an outfit around them. I have imagined them in San Juan drinking Pina Coladas. I can see them taking a taxi in London to this little Italian place that Joel and I love in Notting Hill.  I. Can’t. Stop. Thinking. About. Them. 

I want them. I need them. But that Caribbean vacation I want to impulse book is just one web browser over. Waiting for me to confirm. And I am just not sure I have room in my bag or my wallet for these little beauties.  And the best little day dream i have involves Joel and I, on the beach we got married on. In $5 flip flops from Old Navy. And it’s perfect. And my legs look just fine. And I can take adventures and run and do handstands. All for the price of a pair of shoes…

So beautiful shoes, I know there is a good home out there somewhere for you. I am just not sure it’s with me. 

xox

Mal

the time I was content…

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Living in a place with such harsh and unpredictable seasons is funny. In the Winter we can’t wait to wear summer clothes, in the summer all we want for is a 65 degree day when we can slip on jeans. It really messes with my wardrobe. Additionally on more than one occasion I have come down midsummer to find Harvey trying to slip on his Holiday bow-tie. Glad I am not alone in my wardrobe dysmorphia.

So today, even though all I want is to crank up the heat, slip on a pair of oversized jean shorts and a tank top and watch Blue Crush on repeat,  no judgement. Instead I am going to channel that time thcomes every summer. The day that I don’t want to shave my legs or be in a swim suit. The day I am tired of being hot and sweating through a tank top trying to walk from the Target parking lot into the reprieve of their air conditioning. The day when all you want is a hint of cool fall air. A need to throw tights on under your favorite dress. The day you buy new boots but know you won’t be able to wear then for 3 months. I am going to wear boots and tights. I am going to not shave my legs. I am going to enjoy picking out all of my cold weather accessories.

By gosh I am going to have a good attitude. Even though all I want to do is have a small temper tantrum and impulse book a trip to the Caribbean. I am going to enjoy wearing these tights and these boots knowing a day will come where I will want for this outfit. I am going to love layering a sweater over a flannel because someday soon layering a shirt over my bra is going to be too much. I am going to think positively.

However, I might impulse book a trip to the Caribbean.  I am not perfect.

What item of clothing are you dreaming of right now?

Mal

the time I disappeared

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Sweater-Target seen here//Shirt-Target seen here//Jeans-AE seen here// Shoes-Shoemint seen here

I know, I know. I totally disappeared right in the middle of our no shopping, wearing only clothing from our $300 wardrobe month. But for good reason.

Last Thursday, my mom and I packed our car and headed to a very strange place called Wichita to sell clothes, talk fashion, eat carni food and basically get out of town for a minute. We were at the Women’s Fair, an annual event. We had a booth for our boutique @jollly’s.  We saw the Flint Hills and a fast-food ‘fresh seafood’ restaurant. In Kansas. (Sorry to report we didn’t try it out…) We met a lot of people. Some of them awesome. Some of them strange. We were in a fashion show-well we weren’t but our clothes were. My mom bought me Toms wedges for my birthday which are the CUTEST EVER. We sampled lots of roasted nuts. We made countless phone calls home to check on the  husbands and dogs. I FaceTime’d Harvey twice. We watched one Lifetime movie. We made new friends. We traveled a lot of miles. We drank too many cups of coffee. And we had so much fun.

If you have a mom, go give her a hug or a high five. Or both. Weekends like this make me realize how lucky I am, as well as my four brothers, Harvey, my husband and my brothers wives/girlfriends that we all get to have such a great lady in our lives. So mom, thanks for taking adventures with me.

For most of the weekend, we were wearing 1 of 3 things: our jammies (which unknowingly we packed matching jammies- VS pink flannels that Joel says make me look like the easter bunny), our travel clothes which consisted of sweats and oversized t-shirts from past trips to the Carribean, or skinny jeans and tank tops that we are able to throw different things from @jolly’s on over throughout the day. Needless to say it is hard getting back into the swing of, you know, getting dressed.

Since we are in our last week of no shopping I decided I would spice monday up with the one and only ZEBRA sweater. I love this sweater, if you recall from the previous post (read more here) this guy is from the jr. department of Macy’s. It was practically free. And it brings me such joy.

What are you all wearing today to bring Joy to the world?

Glad to be back!

Mal

PS Total cost of this outfit: $45.98 plus only one week left until I get my wardrobe back! Read about the project here.

the time it was Spring

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It’s Spring today. Like for real. Today it’s 60 degrees out according to the weather channel my car thermometer. Which after the last few weeks feels like 83 degrees. Which means it is Spring today. If only for one day. And Harvey and I, we are going to freakin enjoy it.

It’s Spring today. Like for real. Today several boxes showed up at my ‘job’. And guess what was inside? My online boutique’s SPRING LINE. (Oh I forgot to mention, my day job is running an online boutique with my mom. It doesn’t seem fair to call it a job so from this point forward let’s just call it our adventure). Since fulfilling one of my childhood dreams of opening the boutique in 2012, along with eating crepes under the Eiffel Tower and wearing tutus in my everyday life,  I have lived in retail time. In the Spring I am thinking of Fall and in the Fall I am planning for Spring, rareley. But for a few days I get to enjoy the arrivals of the line for the actual season we are currently enjoying. And Spring, you are gorgeous. Both inside and out. At least for one day.

It’s Spring today. Like for real. And I am enjoying getting to wear Toms with no socks and not worrying about my feet being cold or wet or covered in snow. I am enjoying getting to wear this amazing sweater (SO CHEAP) without having to layer. I am enjoying wearing a scarf for fashion rather than pure necessity. I am enjoying how vital a part of my wardrobe these green pants are becoming. I am enjoying wearing necklaces as bracelets. I am enjoying dreaming of summer vacations. I am enjoying my dirty hair thrown into a bun. I am enjoying the adventure that Tuesday brings.

It’s Spring today. Like for real. What are you doing with it?

Mal

PS Total cost of this little number: Sweater:$11.00// Pants: $12.99//