In short: It's hard. Due to the Occupy movement and the nationwide protests taking place (of which I was proud - though momentary - participant), I've been thinking a lot about my job not just as a "blogger," but as ...
You know. Because "stiletto nails" are something I could type with. Or do anything with. Huh? ...
Don't they? They're called "Flannel," which is obvious, but Basset...that's just truth. Flannel Basset Hounds. Yep. ...
You know how, when you find something you really want to buy online, and you don't have a ton of money to spend, you have to then determine the cost-versus-desire ratio? You know how sometimes that can take a while, ...
Some of you may know, some of you may be surprised, but... Jen and I are pretty pierced. Between the two of us, we have at least 8 piercings other than our ear lobes. (We're getting this TMI Tuesday off ...
During this whole July Challenge extravaganza, I've been presented with the joys and the pitfalls of self-maintenance in the beauty department. Basically, there weren't NOTD (Nails of the Day) photos for the first week or so because, well... things got ugly. Real ugly. ...
Jen and I have been discussing all things nails this month (obviously) and we keep coming back to this same "rule" that I heard somewhere that states the following: Dark polish is better for shorter nails, light polish is best ...
When my clothes are dirty, I wash them. When they smell funky, I wash them. If they're delicate, I wash them like this. If I really, really don't want to wash something, I use this. Outside of that, I don't ...
We allllllll know how pale I am. Just click the outfit button at the top - white girl is white. So tell me, all of you olive-skinned-and-darker girls... What's it like to get a tan? I wouldn't know, of course, ...
This weekend, while researching for a post (and by researching, I of course mean shopping), I cruised through Lulu's and noticed a large "SOLD OUT" sign over this dress: Please, God, someone explain this to me. Am I old? A ...
TMI Tuesday is the equivalent of Internet Girl Talk without the weird connotations and shrill giggles. Jen and I... we have lots of opinions. We are the types that will talk for 5 hours solid and not realize that we ...
All of the fashion magazines have explained to me, ad nauseum, that "the seventies are back," "the nineties are influencing fashion," and that I'd better get on board. And then they tell me that this - this - is trending: ...
Right now, I'm kitty-sitting. My Dad has shed his hard, rough, I Hate The Small And Furry shell and become a father yet again to two gigantic kittens cats. I have been summoned to watch them play, cuddle with ...
There's nothing wrong with being a little bold. Emphasis on a little bold. Over two years ago, I fell in love with my own little piece of boldness via Locher's Kate Necklace - "A sparkling faceted dangling crystal, a brass ...
I have grown to absolutely love holiday shopping. I buy my presents early, relishing the moment that I find the perfect, unique gift for someone I love. There's a part of me that looks at myself, this avid holiday shopping ...
It's Jen! Lindsay's bestie, co-Demoiselle, and author of the socially-conscious fashion blog, Awakened Aesthetic. You might have noticed that our blogs are getting cuddly - I'll remove this text after we get to know each other! I'm not sure how ...
We're officially on the cusp of fall, so blogs everywhere are beginning to outline their plans for the new season. "I'm definitely going to accessories." "It's all about natural tones and gold." "I'll be wearing velvet and... tulle." Or whatever. ...
It's been brought to our attention over the last few years that smells can trigger memories better than almost all of our other senses. "When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are ...
I'm not much for tennis shoes, as one might guess. It makes sense, being that my adoration for vertical enhancement knows no bounds, but at the same time, I love iconic things. When one garment or object can represent an ...
It is so humid today, I feel like I'm melting. Standing outside in my pajamas, holding my morning coffee, I could have sworn I'd woken up in Savannah, Georgia. The air was orange-tinted, and through my blurred vision, I could ...