Ok, so its time to get real. Not “Real World” real but real life real. I, Mallory Kirsten Lutz Kammeyer am a perpetual shopper. You might be thinking at this point-What in the heck is a perpetual shopper? Well it’s me. I have always had a ‘see-want-buy’ mentality. Ok, to be fair I have had a ‘see-want-buy-oh and throw in the ankle boots and that fabulous tank top oh and I didn’t even see that pair of boot socks, I have to have them-mentatlity. And usually I throw in a blazer for good measure (read more about my compulsive blazer purchasing here-is there a support group for that?)
So, after a long talk with my mom (and loads of encouragement from Joel) we decided i should not only go on a spending diet but work to make a $300 wardrobe last me 30 days with no repeat outfits. Easy right-holy smokes so not easy. For the last 2 months I have scoured the sale racks or Target, Macy’s, TJ Maxx and beyond in search of really amazing (and cheap!) pieces to add to my ‘$300 dollar 30 day’ collection. I went, I shopped smart (and didn’t impulse buy) and for the next 30 days here I will be showing you what I have come up with. Oh and I won’t shop. Promise. 😉
This first outfit is entirely from Target-because I love Target, its a magical place. The sweatshirt was a left over from fall that I got for 11 dollars. HELLO! The shirt underneath is amazing and at $14.99 full price you just can’t hardly beat it (but right now it is on sale for 11 too so I guess you can beat it). I love the way they look layered up and if it weren’t for the snow today here in KC I would have thrown them on with a fabulous little skater skirt that you will be seeing more of this month. The jeans are Mossimo-boyfriend jeans. I once had a pair of Mossimo overall shorts. I wore them incessantly for years and years, well beyond both the age and time of overalls had passed me by… Anyway, Boyfriend jeans are my best friend. They are cozy, they look stylish and they kinda feel like sweats.
Total cost of this outfit: $56. Only because I bought full price denim…
Ok, darlings, let’s see what tomorrow brings-on a budget.
I think it is high time I was honest with you all. I love any article of clothing that looks like it would be worn by someone over the age of 86. I love it even more if it is roughly 2 sizes too big. You know what I am talking about here. That perfect oversized chunky knit cardigan that hangs down to your mid thighs. The one you wear over dresses and t-shirts but also, secretly, as a robe on Saturday mornings and at night to take the dog out.
This sweater is like that. Except it was from Anthropologie. I would have been better off hitting up the local thrift store and grabbing one for 3.99 but this one absolutely assaulted me when I walked in to the store. The color is AMAZING. Vibrant and loud. It hung there on the sale rack winking and shimmying at me until I had to come have it. It can pass for a cheery, wintery red or a bright, spring poppy. And it is SO. Stinkin. Snuggly. It feels like I am wrapped in Harvey and that, well that is pretty much is the best day ever.
When I wore this outfit yesterday it was VERY COLD. When I left the house it was 1 degree. Which is just about the rudest temperature there is. This sweater (and the cup of coffee I snagged) soothed my frozen little body all the way to work. And the fact that I wore matching red Converse All stars-well how can anyone have a bad day when that happens.
Leather Jacket-old-similar// Skirt-BB Dakota-similar this years version here which now I don’t think I can live without// Crop top-KC Boutique-similar on etsy// Boots-seen here and here//Totally amazing necklace-Hautelook sale- Sign up here
We need to talk. I mean seriously. I am turning 30 in a few (like less than two) short months. I am not stressed out about this. My life has been amazing and I assume it will go on being amazing regardless of what number my age starts with. The only thing I worry about is my wardrobe. Does it have to change after the big birthday? Can I still wear jean shorts in the summer? Can I still pull off a mini skirt? Can I still get by with a bikini? Most importantly do I have to forgo the 2014 crop top trend?
I haven’t figured out the answers to any of these yet. So I decided to go ahead and jump on the crop top train before the birthday, you know, just in case. This crop is actually a yoga shirt. I love a multi purpose item. I have worn super casually for yoga but I also love it just as much with a silk maxi. Now that is one heck of a two-for (read toofur).
It’s true you can’t actually see any skin in this crop, but it is still winter, and 30 is still breathing down my neck. But the only thing I like about rules is breaking them. So don’t be too surprised when I show up on here and in your real life in a true crop top with skin and all well after said birthday. Cause why the heck not.
Sometimes getting dressed really gets the best of me. I love clothes so much, I love putting outfits together so much, I love trying new combinations so much that once in a while (like most days) I get a bit carried away. I want to layer, I want a tall sock, I want amazing jewelry, maybe even a scarf, I want textured tights and I want to mix prints and sometimes it all becomes too much.
I forget sometimes the beauty of a simple flannel and jeans. I forget that you can look amazing in something so simple. I forget the joy of an undisturbed pair of red boots. I forget how nice my neck feels when it doesn’t have to hold up a scarf or a pendant necklace for the most of the day. I forget that some days you just feel like being a little less showy and a little more cozy.
Last week I had some errands to run. I didn’t have to be anywhere spectacular, just running around town, doing a bit of shopping, enjoying my afternoon. And when I went to get dressed I threw on this flannel with a leopard print cashmere over top and an amazing black pendant necklace, a fabulous pleated green skirt, black tights and over the knee boots. I looked cute. I looked stylish. I looked fabulous even. But I also looked uncomfortable. Yes, fashion sometimes does mean suffering for fabulousness and I am all for a pair of 5 inch ‘dinner only’ heels that make my legs look like Giselle rather then a korgi. But for errands on a Thursday-did I really need it all?
So I changed. And I was happy. And warm. And cozy. And I still looked cute. And I still mixed prints. And I still felt pretty darn fabulous. Sometimes too much is just, well, too much. Even when a toned down version of ourselves includes red boots, floral jeans, a flannel and a leopard print belt.
You know the days when you wake up and you have to be somewhere and you wonder if you could get away with a pajama pant and a thermal top and an Ugg slipper as long as your hair and make up are done? I tried it once. Apparently people notice. Which was kind of rude.
This outfit was my answer to the “I am absolutely not getting dressed today” temper tantrum. Flannel Tunic (that looks suspiciously like a pajama top, hmmm)-check, fleece lined puffer vest-check, motorcycle boots that I have worn literally every single day for the last two weeks because OMG it needs to be spring so my feet can breath-check.
Some days I wish I were Harvey (the handsome devil running around the in the pics above), he just rolls off his Tempurpedic doggie bed each morning, gets his belly scrubbed by his humans, throws on his favorite, fanciest bowtie and goes about his day. Oh, and EVERYONE is impressed.
Until then, I suppose my oversized flannel shirt will have to do…
What is your go to-I don’t want to wear anything but I have to-outfit?
Sometimes I walk into a store and buy a blazer. I have no idea why. I am SO NOT a girl who wears a blazer. I think they make me look like a child playing dress up. They don’t allow for many activities what with them being so restrictive in the arms. They make me look so businessy. Yet, somehow I see them and want them in my closet.
This little plaid number called to me on one of my first trips to H&M years ago. With its adorable elbow patches and great neutral palette I thought FOR SURE I would find a home for it in my repertoire. FALSE. I have literally never worn it. Not once. I have tried it on. I have worked outfits around it. And yet every time I decide it’s just too serious for my liking.
That is until I put it over my little $8 leopard print dress. I mean if leopard print can’t save a plaid blazer with elbow patches nothing will. I promise you.
But I think it may have worked. I might even wear it again. Maybe. But really probably not. I mean unless I have to go to a job interview or court or something.
Day Look: Tank-Nordstrom// Sweater-H+M, old-similar// Jeans-Paige old-similar// Shoes-Toms//Evening Look: Tank-same//Sweater-H+M, sold out-similar//Jeans-same//Boots-Shoemint seen here//
So the majority of my days consist of 1-718 outfit changes depending on my plans. I hate wearing the same thing all day. Usually by lunch I am out of the mood of the original outfit and ready for something different/more comfortable/cuter/not what I am currently wearing. It just happens. I am ok with it. I have come to pack for it pretty well on trips. It drives my husband a bit nutty. On days where an outfit change is not an option I have a lot of anxiety. I can not predict what I will want to wear to dinner when I usually can’t commit to a sweater/skirt combination past lunch.
Anywho, last week I was meeting a friend for lunch/gossip, taking back all the things I had been meaning to since Christmas came and went and ending this all day event meeting Joel for dinner(HUSBAND). Needless to say, I tried on roughly 94 different outfits and couldn’t find a good fit that would flow all day. I did, however, find a solution that didn’t take too much packing, just an additional sweater and pair of shoes. And guess what-by the time dinner rolled around I was still pretty pleased with the way things turned out. The long gray tank/oversized cardigan was so comfy that I didn’t feel the need to get away from it and Toms are always a good choice when running around town. Truth be told I wear a version of this outfit most afternoons and when bumming around town. Then for dinner throwing the sweater over the long tank was a perfect casual night out when paired with the boots. Maybe I will go throw that on for the rest of today…
I wish I could say this was me turning over a new leaf. Not putting so much pressure on the perfect outfit. Not needing to change so many times each day. Perhaps being able to pack a carry on for a weekend trip instead of checked luggage. Sadly not. My name is Mallory and I am addicted to an outfit change.
Sunnies–Rayban, Sweater–Joe Fresh–and its on sale for practically FREE, Vest-Macy’s sold out-similarhere, Jeans-Lauren Conrad Collection-old, Boots-Shoemint (would you judge me if I told you have it in green also?)
Ok, so immediately following the over indulgence of the holiday season it seemed everything in my closet was fitting a bit more snug that I had remembered previously. And since I spent the season in yoga pants and oversized sweatshirts, spending time at home with Husband and Harvey, I really had been blissfully unaware of what effect sugar cookies for breakfast had on my waistline (and my thighs and my bum).
Stepping back into clothes with less than 100% stretch was eye opening and until I had a few days to cleanse my holiday sins I had to exist in outfits that didn’t send me into a two year old temper tantrum that would include crying uncontrollably, locking myself in the bathroom in a robe and calling the only person who could talk me off this ledge-my mama. This outfit became a go to. It hid my holiday muffin top, kept me warm and lifted my spirits because it included my two favorite colors-lime and leopard.
Things are back to normal here at the Mallory Manual and I am able to exist in my full wardrobe once again. But I will remember fondly this wonderful outfit that got me out of the house during those juicier days and all the cookies I ate to get me there.
New Year’s resolutions have gotten such a bad rap lately. Everyone who is anyone is standing up and declaring that NO they will not fall victim to the big, bad New Year’s Resolution. They won’t wake up 17 days into January knee deep in self-loathing, another year begun with the best of intentions already gone.
But I don’t see it like that. I have never woken up after promising myself I would eat Vegan for the entirety of 2012 only to succumb to a block of cheese after a Bachelor marathon filled with rage (because let’s be honest-CHEESE MAKES EVERYTHING WONDERFUL). The way I see it is for 17 days I changed my life. Was it huge? No. Did I fall right back into my pizza loving, dairy eating ways? Certainly. But did I push my limits for a few weeks. Yeah-and it was awesome to live through. Each year I go into it with a hope to change or become better, to live better and to find new excitement, to try new things, to say yes more and no less (unless I want to say know in which case, I am the boss of me and I can do anything I want).
2014- My resolution is to find the beauty in life every darn day and then jump right in the middle of it and be fabulous. You care to join me?
I am not putting any pressure on you, friends. I hope you made a resolution, or didn’t. Stuck to it or threw it out the window when the light of January 2 streamed through your shades. But maybe, just maybe see if you can change your life this year. Start now or start in March, make a summer promise or wait until your holiday décor is back out but change it. Even if only for a minute. Cause it might just be totally awesome.