the time I met Willie

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Sweater-@jolly’s, Tank-Project 615, Belt-Target, Jeans-Paige seen here, Boots-Aldo seen here, Handbag- The Sassy Sparrow

So one of the benefits of going to all of these trade shows with our boutique is that we are introduced to tons of cool people doing really innovative, awesome and sometimes, just plain strange things.

The Nashville show we recently attended was no different.

There was the awesome-The Sassy Sparrow-which is an amazing line of handbags, accessories, baby parafanalia and all sorts of other little trinkets for a fabulous life. Everything is handmade by members of their very large family. They are based out of Illinois and to be honest, I am a bit obsessed with their bags, this one even ended up coming home with me. Kate Spade who? (Just kidding Kate, kind of…).

There there was the bizarre (and awesome). A fantastic 20 year old from Atlanta hocking steamers. She said she has been on the road going to trade shows and exhibits since she graduated high school. The steamer, however, incredible and comes with an attachment for steam facials. Which is exactly what i think about after steaming my clothes… My only regret is that I should have snatched up two.

And then there was my personal favorite and supremely cool- the makers of my favorite find in Nashville, my Willie Nelson shirt from above. When I first laid eyes on it I knew it had to be mine. It doesn’t get much better than Willie and I could picture this shirt worn with jeans and a sweater but also with tulle skirts and heels, to yoga class with my polka dot pants, with camo jean shorts and a beautiful kamono cardigan. Look, I could do this all day but I will spare you. Instead let me fill you in on the details of this little shirt. It joins my wardrobe from a company called Project 615. This company is 100% non profit and the proceeds of their incredibly cool shirts goes towards helping the homeless population of Nashville. I get to hang out with Willie, look totally adorable AND help. Ok, I will take one of everything… Check them out here.

Just when I think Target is everything, I find local people doing really interesting and amazing things. And it makes me so excited!

What local finds are you loving right now?

xxx,

Mal

the time I was busy

IMG_0021 IMG_0004 IMG_0002 IMG_0006 IMG_0005 IMG_0009 IMG_0008 IMG_0020 IMG_0017 IMG_0016 IMG_0014 IMG_0012 IMG_0011 IMG_0022Well, sure enough, just as soon as I declared I wanted to be more present in my 30th year on earth I entered the busiest 2 week period of my life, got an awful cold and traveled to 4 different states. And then I took an all day nap.

But, I am back. So let’s catch up. My mom and I went to Nashville for a trade show for our boutique, @jolly’s. The show was fine, however Nashville was amazing. What a cool city. We went to The Bluebird Cafe and saw 4 amazing singer songwriters in the round. We drank wine and snapped pics and bought the t-shirt and it was amazing. We also bought cowboy boots. Facts about cowboy boots: They are ridiculously expensive. They are incredibly comfortable. I can’t remember what my life was like before them. I wish they made a pair for dogs. Harvey would look amazing in a cowboy boot, (or four).

Mr. Mallory came on over to Nashville for the weekend since my mom had to get back to KC for her ‘real job’. We made it out to bar with live music. It was incredible. It was also the first time we had been in a bar in probably 4 years. We are old. And married. And for that I am thankful.

Overall this trip opened my little narrow-minded eyeballs. I had kind of closed the book on US travel. I had hit all the major cities. I had seen a lot and I felt a bit jaded. I was focused on world travel. Making that bucket list. Nashville reminded me that there are a lot of really fantastic places right here under my nose that I have written off perhaps too soon. So Nashville, I thank you for that. I will see you somewhere down the road.

Until next time.

Mallory

the time I watched Lost

IMG_8375 IMG_8376 IMG_8377 IMG_8378 IMG_8379 IMG_8380 IMG_8381I got engaged in St. Augustine, Florida in August of 2010. It was an amazing trip that ended with a gorgeous ring on my finger and a promise of a new life with my best friend. This was not, however, the thing that defined that trip. No. You see we drove there. And back. My dad loves a road trip and it was one of the final times that a large majority of us Lutz’s would be able to jump in a car and ride for hours upon hours upon hours together. So in preparation for the drive I gathered up tv shows on dvd to entertain myself. One in particular. LOST. I didn’t know. How could I have.

I started watching LOST on the way down and got through  all of season 1 by the second day of the trip when my DVD privileges were revoked. I enjoyed the remainder of my vacation as best an addict can enjoy something with out their fix. But in the back of my mind I couldn’t help but wonder what was in store for Jack and Kate and Sawyer.

On the way home from our week at the beach, with a bright and shiny new piece of jewelry sparkling on my left hand, I plowed through season 2 like a champ only taking out my headphones for bathroom breaks and snack stops.

This is where the story turns sad. Once we returned, we were thrown into the crazy year that is planning a wedding. Especially when your not getting married in the continental 48. LOST got, well, lost. It got shoved aside and put on the back burner. It got packed away and moved several times. And then in January we bought a smart TV. That has Netflix right there on the remote. And there was my gateway back into my addiction. I, of course, had to start the series over. And here I sit, updating my website, editing pictures, writing descriptions for @jolly’s. And obsessively watching LOST.

If you haven’t ever watched LOST I want you to pretend you never saw this blog post. Don’t start. Don’t become curious as to what your missing out on. It’s too much. Unless you have an open week with nothing else to do. Or a 12 hour car ride…

I promise I will get dressed tomorrow. And share that with you. But for now. I must continue on this journey. I must find out if Juliette is really a bad guy. I have to see if Charlie dies. I must know if Jin and Sun have a healthy baby. I can’t rejoin the world until I know if my friends are ok.

Is there a support group for this?

until next time,

xx

Mal

the time I fell in love

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Sweater-Old-similar//Tank-@jolly’s//Pants-Alo//Shoes-Toms-similar//Mat-Manduka

The first time I stepped onto a  yoga mat I fell in love. I felt great and calm and in control. Where most workouts are filled with chaos and loud music and competition, this yoga class was quiet and peaceful and personal. I loved the way the teacher talked and the music that she played and the patient guidance that she provided through out this class and the many that were to come after. I loved the first time that I could close my eyes and follow along to a class without a visual. I loved the way the attitude and tranquility found in class overflowed into my everyday life. I loved the breathing. I took to it and it quickly became something that I absolutely needed to do everyday. But you wanna know the thing I fell for fastest and the hardest?

THE gosh darn PANTS. OMG. I fell in love with yoga pants like a 13 year old boy. I loved the way they looked on, I loved the way they felt like jammies, I loved that in a pinch you could throw them on as leggings. And over the next 4 years, I fell into the trendy yoga pant trap. I frequented Lululemon hungrily searching out the brands newest yoga pants that looked just like the other $90+ yoga pants I had from there. I got the matching tops and I created outfits and I had the little jackets that you wore over them and I thought I was probably going to win an award for being the most yogalicious lady of the land, even going so far as to apply for a job there. As one of their ‘educators’. And then I realized I was a total douche. I mean really. A HUGE douche.

So, your probably wondering- “Mallory, why in the world are you boring me with this tale of Lululemon?” Well, because although my love of designer yoga wear has faded my passion for yoga has just continued to grow. I have become certified to teach, I try to introduce as many people to it as possible. I try to sample as many studios and classes as I can handle. And, truth be told, I wear yoga clothes a LOT. And as a style blogger, I felt you should know. It’s ok to wear the pants. All day after class. Or before class. Or even if your not planning to take a class at all that day. Or in place of leggings. When in a tight spot.

So now, this is my yoga outfit. Or something of the sort. Obniouxious capris, shirts that makes me happy, some sort of sweater, cute headband or bandana, Toms. And that, folks, is what I wore on Wednesday.

xxx,

Mal

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 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//