the time I was Kelly Kapowski

IMG_7854 IMG_7853 IMG_7849 IMG_7848 IMG_7840 IMG_7837Top-Macys old similar here//Sweater-Sample Sale-similar here//Jeans-here//Shoes-old similar here// Bag-Tune in tomorrow to discuss!

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 was content…

IMG_7571 IMG_7572 IMG_7575 IMG_7578 IMG_7581 IMG_7590Sweater-seen here//Flannel-seen here//Skirt-seen here//Tights-seen here// Boots-seen here//

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 it was Spring

IMG_6513 IMG_6514 IMG_6515 IMG_6517 IMG_6519 IMG_6520 IMG_6521 IMG_6524 IMG_6525Sweater-seen here//Pants-seen here//Shoes-seen here//Scarf-Boutique in St. Lucia-similar//Necklace-worn as a bracelet-vintage//Coffee Cup-Cath Kidston

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//

the time I cooked all day…

IMG_6302 IMG_6312 IMG_6350 IMG_6479 IMG_6464 IMG_6491 IMG_6390 IMG_6400 IMG_6404 IMG_6409Well kids, this time last year Joel and I were across the ocean in London. We spent a really spectacular week there. Joel worked, I shopped. All was right in the world. Tehehehe. In between we celebrated Valentine’s Day there. The night of we walked all along the River Thames, had dinner in a fabulous little pub overlooking the water with a breathtaking view of the completely gorgeous Tower Bridge and ended the night with tea and biscuits back at our hotel. It was a perfect night. It was a perfect Valentine’s Day. You just don’t match that kind of wonderful.

483817_10151313844305684_2042309721_nWhich is why today i am spending the day covered in flour making us pot pies and giant chocolate chip cookies. And drinking mimosas. It’s a morning drink. So it’s fine. I checked.

I would have shared a picture of my outfit today but unfortunately it is oversized PINK (both in brand and in color) sweats and the dreaded Mount Gay Rum shirt that i am not supposed to wear. (Revisit that situation here) so I will spare you the details. Instead i will just share this message from Harvey for the Interwebs. If anyone is interested in being Harvey’s Valentine this year please leave a comment below. He will get back with you.

Wear something fabulous and overindulge just a bit tonight. Take yourself for an amazing date. Or whip potpies. I hear they are ‘really easy’ to make…

We will meet back up next week to talk clothes. Until then have a really fantastic day.

xo

Mal

the list…

mixing it up mixing it up mixing it up mixing it up mixing it up mixing it up mixing it up

Top-Madewell-similar//Skirt-TJ Maxx-similar//Tights-seen here and here//Boots-Shoemint//Necklace-vintage gold chain tied in knot

In the September issue of Glamour in 2005 they ran an article called 30 things you should have and know by the time your 30. 21 year old Mallory poured over this one sheet list again and again. I tore it out and I kept it. I made copies as people in my life turned 30. I thought I was spreading some sort of magical wisdom for them to take into their next decade.

I am now turning 30 in t-3 months. And as I look back reflectively over the last 10 years I think the list has lost a bit of its luster. I have crossed off everything on it-except for a nice umbrella. I never could commit to paying more than $10 for an umbrella that I would inevitably lose. Or break. Or break and then leave in my car for months only to remember it was broken when it rained and I needed it.

So the big question is this-am I ready to turn 30? Have I mastered the 20s? Am I where I thought I would be?
My answers-WHO CARES? I have lived and I have loved, I have made mistakes and I have learned. I have taken adventures and discovered new places. I have married (when this was totally not in 21 year old Mallorys vision), I have grown. I have fought for what I wanted and learned the art of compromise. I have failed on both small and large scales. I have gotten dream jobs and I have been unafraid to quit a good thing. I have taken chances. I have suffered great loss as well as losses that I thought were great at the time. I have had disappointments. I have worn amazing clothes and I have bought the shoes. It was a great 10 years and I wouldn’t change a thing.

So my advice to you-no matter what milestone you are coming upon is this:
Do things you love-the things that make you happy- everyday.

Fall totally in love-with a man (or women), with a dog, with a smell, with a magical city, with a day in time, with a pair of shoes, with the most fabulous of leather jackets, with an old pair of sweatpants, with whatever makes your little heart sing-remind yourself everyday why you love it. Relive the love.

Don’t worry so much about your hair. Some days you are going to win and some days it is going to win. That is just the way life goes. And that is why god (or whoever you’re into) made tops knots and sock buns.

Get outside. Notice just how incredibly awesome the world around you is.

Take pictures and write things down. You will want to remember this.

Don’t worry so much if the scale goes up or the pants are a bit tighter. Just breathe and be healthier today than you were yesterday. Unless you need a cookie. Then eat it. Cause cookies can solve 94% of the world’s problems.

Take adventures. Lots of them. Take land adventures and air adventures and aquatic adventures. Participate in life. Whatever that means to you.

Do new and scary things. And live in that fear for a moment of two. Just marinate in it.

Enjoy every day, every cupcake, every walk, every phone call, every moment of every day.

Most importantly, don’t follow someone else’s list. Make your own, or don’t. Just live amazingly. Oh and wear the striped shirt with the floral skirt. Why the heck not.

Tomorrow I will be a bit briefer. Thanks for hanging with me.

Mal