Cloudy with a Chance of ....aw shit

You would think after almost 24 years of bitching when it gets cold, I would put myself of out my misery and move somewhere warmer. (un) Fortunately I live in the greatest city in the world, and I am a yank through and through. At the mid-point of every winter, I get fed-up with the Michelin Man look, and try my best to stay warm and still look stylish.

She's usually not my fav, but Dunst is a perfect replica of my unofficial winter uniform.

Love. I want a fraggle vest.

Even with boots, outfits like this leave you with frostbite....the whole "I'll be drinking so it'll create a 'liquid jacket' " never quite works out.

Nice! This is perfect errand-running/movies/shopping attire.

Yes, yes, black on black on black can get boring, but it's slimming (yay!), warm, and chic. Who could ask for more?

Looks cozy, but I doubt it can be all that cold out if she's in flip flops.....

I love in more ways than I can express. Adorable had with a feminine cardi and boots with a little edge. Oh Rachel! Where have you been?!

This is my usual go-to for a Friday/Saturday night....I'll throw on some pantyhoes (which actually do keep you warmer) and a scarf/gloves. As long as a taxi is involved I can usually endure a 5-10 min walk or wait outside....

Definitely an idea up for bat.

This looks soooooo warm and super cute. Goddam you Sienna!

Happy New Year?

Since its the end of January and all, I figured it's about time to give my poor blog a little love. I feel like a little part of me has died since I haven't been posting regularly. BUT new camera (thank god!!!!) and a new mac, the dire straights I was in seem far gone, and life appears to be getting exponentially better. So, in lieu of screaming "MY BLOG DEFINES ME" at a inappropriate time/location, woopty-woop first post of the new decade.

Quintessential pic of the Atlantic City trip. I only managed to lose $25 between 8 hours of roulette and blackjack...then a nice drunk drive home as the sun was rising...j/k....sorta.

Oh how I wish I could be in Paris for fashion week! Alas...not going to happen anytime soon...much less a vacay at all probably; but the days are slowly slowly getting longer and the winter sky today resembles this vanilla look. My next few weekends keep me posted in Philly, but I'm definitely feeling the need to call up my gal pals for a weekend in NYC soon.

Meet my new baby. Rescued her from the shelter about 3 weeks ago! She is the sweetest thing ever. "Ginger*" even lets me deck her out in doggie couture without complaint!

*Ginger is named so because I constantly refer to ManCandy as a daywalker. (Please go youtube the southpark ginger episode immediately if my word choice has lost you!) He is straddling the ginger-kid line, and refuses to accept his skin/hair color. I jokingly threw it out as possible name for the dog, and much to his chagrin, it stuck. Now he's not the only ginger in the house....(insert evil cackling...hheheheheheh)

Happy New Year!!!! I think the photos are in reverse order....starting from the end of the night....

DAS BOOT!!!! Our best attempt to re-enact Beer Fest....just make sure you turn the boot at the bubble!

My girl Suz and theroommate...obviously a midnight makeout was inevitable.

The Pyramid Club was pretty classy but had one major set back....

me: Bartender, I'd like 4 shots of patron.

Bartender: We don't do shots here.

me: (cough) Come again?

Bartender: We DON'T POUR SHOTS here. Sorry, drinks only.

me: Oh ok, you wanna play hardball. I have 4 patron on the rocks, 4 limes, that salt shaker back there....and an extra cup please.

Don't tell me I can't get take straight tequila to the face. Step 1: stick hand in highball. Step 2: grab ice. Step 3: deposit ice in extra cup. Step 4: lick hand/body part and sprinkle salt on it. Step 5: Grab lime and raise glass of hand-flavored patron.

Prom pic. Figured I get at least one picture of myself not looking completely hamboned.

Oh, and the ceremonial x-mas shot in front of the tree. Woop-woop. I guess ManCandy is no longer anonymous. New Years resolution: photography lesson. I don't know why I'm so shiny, and everything is so orange. It think its a lighting/exposure issue....or photographer error.....

I hope "Cheaters" is on demand.

I'm such a brat. I cannot wait for Valentine's Day. It's not so much the gifts, or the unavoidable date night, but that your significant other fully understands that he must devote an entire day to you, for which he cannot be a) a bum, b) hungover, or c) thoughtless. I've had my share of shitty V-days, but I'm pretty sure this one will be sweet...not to mention with the next day off!

I like.

Call me what you will, I like simple accents like these...even if they are suuuper prepster.

Since there is still 3 feet of snow outside, I'm getting re-acquainted with sweaters.

I love a big, chunky knit with leggings and boots.

Fan of the tweed-y bag....not the late 90's belly chain.

The perfect "boyfriend" cardigan. I have alluded to my distaste for "cardi's" but the light fabric paired with a nice "statement" necklace

like this one, can really look relaxed and dressy at the same time.

Usually, I have to rough it up a bit with hooker heels and a hot legging like above, but I could also see the above referenced combo working with a plain scoop neck knit dress ala American Apparel. Thoughts? And, not to be overly cliche, but the pink would be "cute" (gag) for a Valentine's Day excursion like dinner & a movie.

Cops wanna knock me, D.A. wanna box me in

Just another day in the office...but a round of applause for my first post in weeks!

Back in heels (yay!!!) but completely overwhelmed by the last few weeks. I went back to del-a-where? for the Thanksgiving holiday, caught up with old friends, and of course some Black Friday retail therapy. My friend's band blew up The Note (Bam Margera's club in West Chester, PA) and had an overall awesome 4 day weekend...then shitty shitsville. I got the plague and was out of commission for 4 days. ManCandy thinks I had food poisoning, but either way, I was sick as a dog and slept for like 16 hours each day. Sick days really suck in the real world. So I came back to work with a mountain of shit on my desk, behind on studying*, and basically felt like the photo above, except not quite as sexy looking. I'm finally feeling somewhat caught up now...but alas...the holiday season is upon me and I feel like I still have 83712893409286359021786598 things to do. Also, living slightly above the poverty line (well, at least it feels that way) I'm living on PB&J and soup to fiscally support my holiday shopping....and a few absolutely necessary purchases for myself....right? (you know....a dress for the cocktail parties, a few sparkly adornments, killer satiny heels).

(*Yes, I know Legally Blonde would lead you to assume that I am, in fact, already in law school. And yes, I have taken the LSATs once before...buuut I cancelled my score because I thought I did shittily, and swore off law school after I got a new job last spring. Now, although still in limbo about law school because of loans and the current job market...and the fact that I have a job I actually like, I'm trying to put the hurt on the the LSAT and make it my bitch anyway. The scores are good for 5 years...so I can continue to pussyfoot around applying until I'm like 30. Until then, I am a blonde, overly bubbly, stiletto loving, Gemini vegetarian with a chihuahua who happens to be a paralegal.)

So, I need a weekend to blow off some steam. And what better way than to gamble money I don't really have and dance the night away in Atlantic City. It's one of my bff's 25th birthday, so I plan on going balls to the wall Saturday night.

My most recent purchase was the PERFECT boyfriend blazer....compliments of the little boys section of Goodwill. Actual conversation from Thanksgiving Eve:

Non-fashion forward BFF: What are you wearing?

Me: Oh you know, just some AA liquid leggings, hooker heels....oh! and this blazer I got at Goodwill! Can you believe it! It was only $3.99! It's soooo LC!

Other Non-fashion forward BFF: You look like a sexy magician.

Non-fashion forward BFF: Haha, yeah, you kind of do....

Other Non-fashion forward BFF: Where do you get ideas for outfits and stuff?

Me: uhh....I don't know

Other Non-fashion forward BFF (to Non-fashion forward BFF): I bet she reads Elle.

But even though I love my "sexy-magician"/goodwill style...I'm still a sucker for the clean, crisp, preppiness that comes once every few months in my JCrew catalog. Go ahead and gag....you just haven't discovered seersucker yet. WASP-y boyfriends don't help much either.

ManCandy: Has anyone told you, you really look great in cardigans* (actual conversation on the way to work....where, by office policy I must dress in librarian/woman suit couture)

Me: Hmmm.....no, not really. Did I mention I hate this sweater?

ManCandy: Its a cardigan, and you look hot....and sophisticated.

Me: (in-audible groan) Gee, thanks boo....by the way, do your boxers always match your ties?

All joking aside I love to craft and I am poor. Thus, I will be making all the Aunt and Uncles (yes, big Lithuanian/Italian families) these cute-ass x-mas ornaments. I may also do little stockings! My sorority days made me a goddamn McGuyver with ribbon and pastels.

P.S. Has anyone been in H&M lately? I'm loving sooo much of their pieces this season. Military style jackets, drape-y tops with embellished shoulders, pretty ruffle-y cocktail dresses! And uber cheap!

As sooo as I was able to wear heels again I totally did....and bought a new pair...or two. I know I'm supposed to be on shopping Hiatus, but who can resist peep-toe booties for $24.99?!?!?!?

My inspiration for (and almost replicated) "sexy magician".

OMG OMG OMG. Hello Lover. God Rodarte make thing so hot it hurts. Maybe after next paycheck I can afford some tall-ass, over the knee boots. South Street in Philadelphia (aka, 2 blocks from my humble abode) has oodles of shoe stores clearly marketed to working girls and exotic dancers...which I happen to also be a loyal customer.

Oh how I wish for weather where I can wear this again. Its currently 20 degrees and windy in Philadelphia. Up until last weekend, my heat wasn't working properly. I came home last Friday to no heat, no hot water and a 1ft x 1ft hole in my ceiling. Ohhh....you say my water heater busted? Sweet. I'm also glad that the pipe decided to burst directly over my desk...and computer...and ipod....and digital camera. FML! Well, I'm sorta happy about the camera since it was a HUGE piece of shit anyway, but the other two....well, a part of me died inside. So I'm hoping Xmas comes early this year...i.e. the landlord isn't a douchebag, and gives me $$$$ to replace my life! Dear Santa (retarded Landlord who took 2 weeks to fix my shit, then shat all over the most expensive things I own), For Christmas this year I want a shiny new MacPro, a Ipod touch, and a Nikon coolpix camera....fo free. Well, its almost 5...and that means time for me to get sauced and start another weekend bender. xo any readers who haven't given up on me yet....more posts I promise!!!

You're a Hot Mess....

Its after 5 pm. I'm still at work...where I'm supposed to be studying for the LSAT. However, I'm on the verge of a Jessie Spano "I'm so excited" freak out. Poor ManCandy is taking me out to dinner in an hour...and I look a like the title above. So, what to do? Aimlessly and random blog...

Now that its officially winter and officially shitastic weather, I look to the iconic Carolyn Bisset for inspiration on how to appear effortlessly chic.

Annnnd she knew how to rock a woman suit.

Have I mentioned how awful studying for the LSATs is? Legally Blonde is such an inaccurate portrayal of what it takes to get a 179.

These cannot go without mentioning. Nicholas Kirkwood-Rodarte.

Guess who? Can you believe this is Martha. As I perused thanksgiving recipes for pumpkin cheesecake I stumbled upon it. Martha Stewart....once a model!

The best pic of my boys from Halloween...please note the "Broad Street Bear" He actually is on youtube. He wore the bear costume during the World Series Parade post Phillies big win, got hammered and pranced around in the middle of broad street.

I know I know.....I've been terrible at posting.

I swear....Ive just been uber-busy in recent times....I vow I will be better!!!

And, most importantly, post the evidence that I've actually been doing fun things/drinking without abandon recently!

Faceoff

Is it possible that my new girl-crush surpasses the old?

I have a well-documented obsession with Lauren Conrad.

And I no longer get my weekly fix.

Luckily season five part 1 is on shelves.

I am a victim of marketing....I will totally buy a magazine with LC on the cover...even if I don't want to "lose 2 pounds in one week!" or "new positions to wow your man!"

And I totally was on the Kohls website trying to buy pieces from her line. Did you hear me? Kohls! BBBLLLEEAAAAAA!

But this hot little bitch is quickly becoming the fore-runner.

I watch The City for Olivia Palermo alone....not to watch Whitney do the "single ladies" dance with m-fuf Roxy. (majorly fucked up face=mfuf) (majorly fucked up body=mfub)

Why can't my ass look like that in liquid leggings?

Does she ever get it wrong?

Serious toss up as to who wore it better. Olivia should have had hair down. But the necklace is so siick....ehhh I can't decide.