Well, children, it has been fun, but the semester is coming to an end.
One thing before I close for the semester [there may be posts about Houston life over the break.]:
If I can't tell the difference between your beanie and your hair, we have a problem. I'll let you all muddle through that one on your own.
Good luck with your finals!
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
- Yves Saint Laurent
Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Atrocities
[Photos will come this afternoon.]
What's worse than cape kids, you ask? I'm sure this question has been burning in your mind for days now.
Some child was walking around the Ho dressed as a disciple.
Now, I know what you're saying. "I'm sure it was for a class presentation, Danielle. You can't fault someone for a class assignment."
That's all well and good, but homedog was acting a fool upstairs, giving the pageant wave and saying hellooooooo to everyone.
Plus, he was wearing regular clothes under his tunic. All he had to do was pull that mess over his head and be done with it.
Monday I saw the most disgusting thing ever.
Plumber's crack. And how.
And this thing was no ordinary crack, oh no. This was a power crack. A 7 inch cleft. The Marianas Trench of butt cracks.
I'm pretty sure this gentlemen was wearing low-rise manties just to ensure that as much of his coin slot was as visible as possible.
The only saving grace of this week?
A Marc Jacobs [!!] green apple watch-pendant.
Presh and designer. Loves.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
-Yves Saint Laurent
What's worse than cape kids, you ask? I'm sure this question has been burning in your mind for days now.
Some child was walking around the Ho dressed as a disciple.
Now, I know what you're saying. "I'm sure it was for a class presentation, Danielle. You can't fault someone for a class assignment."
That's all well and good, but homedog was acting a fool upstairs, giving the pageant wave and saying hellooooooo to everyone.
Plus, he was wearing regular clothes under his tunic. All he had to do was pull that mess over his head and be done with it.
Monday I saw the most disgusting thing ever.
Plumber's crack. And how.
And this thing was no ordinary crack, oh no. This was a power crack. A 7 inch cleft. The Marianas Trench of butt cracks.
I'm pretty sure this gentlemen was wearing low-rise manties just to ensure that as much of his coin slot was as visible as possible.
The only saving grace of this week?
A Marc Jacobs [!!] green apple watch-pendant.
Presh and designer. Loves.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
-Yves Saint Laurent
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Aw hells naw.
I was going ot wait until Friday to post, to adhere to my schedule, but this couldn't wait.
I JUST saw something worse than cape kids.
I know you don't believe me.
Photo evidence and a full rant later.
"Fashion fades, style is eternal."
- Yves Saint Laurent
I JUST saw something worse than cape kids.
I know you don't believe me.
Photo evidence and a full rant later.
"Fashion fades, style is eternal."
- Yves Saint Laurent
Friday, November 21, 2008
The winter of my discontent
Good evening, children.
I promised an update, and by gum I am keeping my word. (From the field, no less, as I am at this moment sitting in Cantrell waiting for Shane's recital to begin.)
The past few weeks have been tolerably mediocre, so until this point I have felt somewhat comfortable with not posting.
A handful of girls have decided to start a new fad, and unlike my pushing for big strands of pearls and floral pins, it is neither fabulous nor welcome.
What is this atrocity?
Calf length leggings worn under cotton work-out shorts, commonly known as "Sofees," with Uggs.
Not only is this not cute, ladies, it's not doing anything to keep you warm. (It's 30 degrees out, in case you haven't noticed.) You look like morons. It's as simple as that.
Don't want to bulk up? Understandable. You don't have to. Please take note of Jessica Taylor and Andrea Kesterson, who are both known to wear sweater dresses with fitted boots, or Abbie Dedmon, who wears a nicely fitted wool jacket daily. Layer with either urban sensibilities, a la Elizabeth Chrisman, or with a bohemian vibe like Lizzie Oliver.
Call me. I'll take you shopping. Partly because I care, but mostly because I'm tired of looking at your idiotic asses walking all around my campus.
Don't want to change your moronic habits? Transfer to OU with that bullshit. You'll feel right at home, I assure you.
At dinner tonight I was made aware of the fact that focusing on your clothing is not sufficient. I have made comments here and there about unacceptable behaviors and hygiene, but a certain young lady has forced me to talk about makeup.
I realize, honey, that today was probably your first time. It takes practice.
First of all, you are WHITE, baby girl. That means Queen Collection foundations are not for you. Try a porcelain shade next time, rather than tangerine.
Second, get rid of your "Barbie's My First Makeup Kit." Pale blue glitter eye-shadow was fashionable when I was in 7th grade (though I made fun of people who wore it then). Today it is the late 90s cosmetic equivalent of Zubaz and Crocs.
You're an adult now. Chocolate brown. Charcoal gray. Plum. Wine. These are your new eye basics. Learn to love them.
"Fasions fade, style is eternal.
-Yves Saint Laurent
I promised an update, and by gum I am keeping my word. (From the field, no less, as I am at this moment sitting in Cantrell waiting for Shane's recital to begin.)
The past few weeks have been tolerably mediocre, so until this point I have felt somewhat comfortable with not posting.
A handful of girls have decided to start a new fad, and unlike my pushing for big strands of pearls and floral pins, it is neither fabulous nor welcome.
What is this atrocity?
Calf length leggings worn under cotton work-out shorts, commonly known as "Sofees," with Uggs.
Not only is this not cute, ladies, it's not doing anything to keep you warm. (It's 30 degrees out, in case you haven't noticed.) You look like morons. It's as simple as that.
Don't want to bulk up? Understandable. You don't have to. Please take note of Jessica Taylor and Andrea Kesterson, who are both known to wear sweater dresses with fitted boots, or Abbie Dedmon, who wears a nicely fitted wool jacket daily. Layer with either urban sensibilities, a la Elizabeth Chrisman, or with a bohemian vibe like Lizzie Oliver.
Call me. I'll take you shopping. Partly because I care, but mostly because I'm tired of looking at your idiotic asses walking all around my campus.
Don't want to change your moronic habits? Transfer to OU with that bullshit. You'll feel right at home, I assure you.
At dinner tonight I was made aware of the fact that focusing on your clothing is not sufficient. I have made comments here and there about unacceptable behaviors and hygiene, but a certain young lady has forced me to talk about makeup.
I realize, honey, that today was probably your first time. It takes practice.
First of all, you are WHITE, baby girl. That means Queen Collection foundations are not for you. Try a porcelain shade next time, rather than tangerine.
Second, get rid of your "Barbie's My First Makeup Kit." Pale blue glitter eye-shadow was fashionable when I was in 7th grade (though I made fun of people who wore it then). Today it is the late 90s cosmetic equivalent of Zubaz and Crocs.
You're an adult now. Chocolate brown. Charcoal gray. Plum. Wine. These are your new eye basics. Learn to love them.
"Fasions fade, style is eternal.
-Yves Saint Laurent
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Une Mois
Sorry, children. My B.
One month later and . . . . I'm not really updating.
Classes, which, contrary to popular belief, I do attend and complete assignments for, have been getting hectic.
Here's the plan [someone please keep me on track] [thank you Donna for the constant badgering]: weekly updates. Scheduled for Fridays. Does that sound ok to you? It had better, because you don't have a choice in the matter.
Tomorrow plan on reading about the newest campus trend.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
-Yves Saint Laurent
One month later and . . . . I'm not really updating.
Classes, which, contrary to popular belief, I do attend and complete assignments for, have been getting hectic.
Here's the plan [someone please keep me on track] [thank you Donna for the constant badgering]: weekly updates. Scheduled for Fridays. Does that sound ok to you? It had better, because you don't have a choice in the matter.
Tomorrow plan on reading about the newest campus trend.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
-Yves Saint Laurent
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Traj
I lost my locket. My aunt gave it to me on the most important day of my life: my birth.
Small. Gold. Heart-shaped. Starburst pattern on the cover. Small diamond in the center. Empty.
If you find it, please keep it safe for me.
If I see it on your neck prepare for a slow, painful death. [That was mostly hyperbolic. Mostly.]
I'm too upset about this to post properly. Tomorrow, children. Tomorrow.
Small. Gold. Heart-shaped. Starburst pattern on the cover. Small diamond in the center. Empty.
If you find it, please keep it safe for me.
If I see it on your neck prepare for a slow, painful death. [That was mostly hyperbolic. Mostly.]
I'm too upset about this to post properly. Tomorrow, children. Tomorrow.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Oh. Em. Ef. Gee.
It has been far too long. I am so very sorry.
Midterm work + fall break + a strange bout of exhaustion has been keeping me from posting. I apologize.
Wednesday before fall break [I realize this is extremely tardy] I spotted a denim bucket hat. I couldn't get a good shot since the wearer was too many rows ahead of me in chapel. Suffice it to say that she resembled a 90s TV teenager some of you may remember. . . .
2Pair will hence be named 3Pair. Lady apparently went to Wal-Mart and scored herself a pair of black basket-ball shorts. [Her equivalent of an LBD, mayhaps?] I suppose I could give props for wardrobe expansion, but I'm not going to. I'll break down and give kudos when she wears jeans.
Today marked the first legitimately cold day of Fall! I am ecstatic!
However, I still don't think that hoodies are acceptable outerwear all of the time. I realize that for some of you it is your element, [Mr. gray hoodie, vintage denim, flip flops, I'm talking to you] but I don't believe it would kill you good folks to invest in a wool peacoat. [I believe they're better protection from the elements anyway. Hoodies don't really cut it when it's snowing.] Or a "leather" bomber jacket. [Cori Fouts, yours was totes adorbs, BT Dubs.] Or layer a sweater underneath a blazer. [It can look very Ivy League when done right.]
I also realize that we are on our way into wellie season. No one likes cold, wet feet. I understand this completely. I beg you, if you wear wellies, please wear them well. Pretty please. Today I saw no less than ten ladies walking around with their jeans bunched up at the top of their boots. NOT cute.
So. Quick tutorial concerning wellies.
DO NOT:
*Wear with wide-legged capris.
*Cuff jeans over the top.
*Bunch jeans over the top.
*Wear with nothing but a mini-skirt on bottom. [Good rule of thumb: if it's cold enough to warrant a jacket and a lack of flip flops, it's too cold for bare legs.]
DO:
*Wear with fitted jeans tucked inside.
*Pair with skirts/dresses and tights.
Yes:
No:
Yes:
No:
Yes:
NO!:
Bottom yes, top no:
NO! NO! NO!:
And HELLS NO!:
This winter I'm looking for some lovely knits, jewel tones, structured outerwear, and fashion-forward yet functional footwear. Please make me proud, children.
Personal pics and further update later. Inspiration competition photo tomorrow. For those of you who saw my jacket today, you get a head start.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
- Yves Saint Laurent
Midterm work + fall break + a strange bout of exhaustion has been keeping me from posting. I apologize.
Wednesday before fall break [I realize this is extremely tardy] I spotted a denim bucket hat. I couldn't get a good shot since the wearer was too many rows ahead of me in chapel. Suffice it to say that she resembled a 90s TV teenager some of you may remember. . . .
2Pair will hence be named 3Pair. Lady apparently went to Wal-Mart and scored herself a pair of black basket-ball shorts. [Her equivalent of an LBD, mayhaps?] I suppose I could give props for wardrobe expansion, but I'm not going to. I'll break down and give kudos when she wears jeans.
Today marked the first legitimately cold day of Fall! I am ecstatic!
However, I still don't think that hoodies are acceptable outerwear all of the time. I realize that for some of you it is your element, [Mr. gray hoodie, vintage denim, flip flops, I'm talking to you] but I don't believe it would kill you good folks to invest in a wool peacoat. [I believe they're better protection from the elements anyway. Hoodies don't really cut it when it's snowing.] Or a "leather" bomber jacket. [Cori Fouts, yours was totes adorbs, BT Dubs.] Or layer a sweater underneath a blazer. [It can look very Ivy League when done right.]
I also realize that we are on our way into wellie season. No one likes cold, wet feet. I understand this completely. I beg you, if you wear wellies, please wear them well. Pretty please. Today I saw no less than ten ladies walking around with their jeans bunched up at the top of their boots. NOT cute.
So. Quick tutorial concerning wellies.
DO NOT:
*Wear with wide-legged capris.
*Cuff jeans over the top.
*Bunch jeans over the top.
*Wear with nothing but a mini-skirt on bottom. [Good rule of thumb: if it's cold enough to warrant a jacket and a lack of flip flops, it's too cold for bare legs.]
DO:
*Wear with fitted jeans tucked inside.
*Pair with skirts/dresses and tights.
Yes:
No:
Yes:
No:
Yes:
NO!:
Bottom yes, top no:
NO! NO! NO!:
And HELLS NO!:
This winter I'm looking for some lovely knits, jewel tones, structured outerwear, and fashion-forward yet functional footwear. Please make me proud, children.
Personal pics and further update later. Inspiration competition photo tomorrow. For those of you who saw my jacket today, you get a head start.
"Fashions fade, style is eternal."
- Yves Saint Laurent
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