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I’m slowly settling back into school— unfortunately— but, I can’t seem to let the great times of this summer go. Though I pretty much worked everyday, I still enjoyed every minute of it and every dollar earned and spent on new clothes. While rummaging through my closet today, there it was, just staring at me, the bridesmaid dress I wore to my parents vow renewal— another mark of a summer well spent, but what do I do with the dress now?

The pearlescent fabric makes it completely useless for day-to-day wear as a dress, but with a bit of folding, some shimming to get in on, and a belt to keep it in place, the dress makes quite the skirt. The only problem with having loads of extra material under the skirt is it gives me an ass like Kim Kardashian, but I guess some guys like that, right? To be honest, life would be much easier if I just cut the top of the dress off and the seam, bit I can’t cut the dress up just yet because (A) I’m still a terrible seamstress, (B) I only bought the dress in June, and (C) I’m the type of person who saves things for good, and I might one day have to wear this dress somewhere— at least that’s what I’m telling myself.

I also went to Target the other day to buy school supplies, and though I did my fair share of frolicking through the aisles of pens, notebooks, and folders, I ended up in the shoe section where I picked up these cute purple moccasins. I’m still sort of in shock as to how much I actually like the shoes because when I was little, my grandma tried to get me to buy moccasins, and I bitched and whined about how gross they are. Oh, how things change!

Fashion week officially starts tomorrow, and unfortunately I won’t be heading to the tents this season, but that’s okay because the exhausted student in me would much rather sleep my free time away. I am however really bummed that I missed the Fashion Indie Brooklyn Bridge fashion show, you can read all about it on Fashion Indie.

What clothes do you plan to take with you from summer to fall or even into winter?

All summer, I’ve successfully fulfilled my pledge to wear skirts/dresses. I could probably count the number of times I’ve worn pants on both hands, and I have a feeling my love for the swishy, breezy, girlie bottoms will continue throughout the fall. However, one of my favorite things about fall is the ability to layer clothes without feeling like a sweaty, over stuffed Michelin Man, but “how am I supposed to layer skirts without wearing leggings/anything with a leg hole,” I thought? Luckily, in our day and age, everything can be layered!

Sure, Miu Miu started the trend with their layered tutu-esque circus skirts, but the awesome merchandising director at Forever 21 did it cheaper. Every time I go into Forevs, a handful of mannequins are dressed in crazy combinations of layered skirts or a fluttery liberty print skirt under one of there basic dresses. Miu Miu’s layering was more of the voluminous skirt over a bodycon skirt. Since I’m still not quite sure of my feelings about bodycon, I’ve fallen for the look of layered voluminous skirts.

I tried the layered skirt look a couple weeks ago when I got my new oxfords, but yesterday, I went shopping and bought a few things to add to my fall wardrobe including two skirts for Forever 21. The ‘Dotted Circle Skirt’ is so cute and the colors are muted enough for fall, and could be matched perfectly with a great bright top. The ‘Academy Weave Skirt’ is a bit preppy, but can be dressed up or down for school. On their own each skirt has great qualities, but together, the skirt they create is simple with a touch of wow!

I sort of wish I could layer the gray skirt under the polka dot one, but it’s shorter than the polka dot skirt so it wouldn’t be seen. Oh well! At least I’ve readied my skirt-filled wardrobe for fall!

p.s. I it’s so hard to have a jumping picture when the camera is set on a timer. Secretista, queen of the jumping pictures, I bow down!

The interweb is chock full of pictures featuring, the perfectly coiffed uber-stylish guys fashion fairy tales are made of. Some of them may be businessmen in the perfectly tailored Tom Ford suit, and others are those ultra-hip indie hotties who can make the neon, acid washed skinny jeans look good (*cough* Gabe Saporta *cough*). Unfortunately, its a rarity to actually meet one of these amazingly dressed men, but as a big sister I know its my job to help my younger brother find his inner fashion whore.

My little brother’s been my little pet project for the last few months. I like to take him shopping, and then make him wear things he would never think of wearing. Sometimes he puts on the clothes I picked, and he looks at me like I’m crazy— but, most of the time he’s surprised by the things that actually look awesome on him. He isn’t quite Kanye or Pharrell, but maybe one day he’ll be that oddly cool guy found in NYC by The Sartorialist.

Yesterday, we went to the mall, and while in Charlotte Russe (why aren’t there any good clothes at that store), he saw some fakey shutter shades. We both thought they were beyond hilarious and since they were only $5 with the purchase of another pair, I decided to buy them for him and some over-sized wayfarers for me. Jokingly, he decided to wear his new shades as we walked around the mall, and almost everyone looked at him like he was crazy. As the older sister, I diligently informed him that the whole point of crazy trends is to make people notice you, so just have fun with it!

When we got home, he wanted facebook pictures so we had a sibling photoshoot in our backyard. It was really hot, and I almost stepped in poison ivy, but overall, it was so much fun!

What are your favorite styles for guys, and do you help guide your younger siblings on the path of stylishness?

Its a commonly know fact that without inspiration its hard to even string a couple words together to make a sentence, much less an entire post. This is usually referred to as writer’s block and the cure is unknown. I guess I could have caught a case of what the guys from Gym Class Heroes call “biter’s block,” but that’s just no fun, so I waited and waited and shopped— then, suddenly, I knew what I had to write about. I bought a pair of new shoes that my mom and apparently, everyone in the New Haven area, hate.

They’re cute, in my opinion, gray, crinkled leather oxfords from Michael by Michael Kors called the ‘Panama’ Oxfords. I saw them at DSW a couple weeks ago, but decided if I still wanted them in a few weeks, which I did, I’d by them— so, now they’re mine! I wasn’t sure they’d still have the shoes in my size, but I think I’m the only person around me that bought these oxfords, leading me to believe that A) I’m completely crazy for liking these shoes, or B) everyone in the New Haven, CT area have a boring taste in shoes.

Even though answer ‘A’ isn’t really my favorite answer, my entire family seems to think it’s the correct one. My mom thinks they’re ugly and too butch. After showing my dad, he raises his eyebrows and says, “You like these… OOKKAAYY!” and my sister has decided they may “have to grow on her.” Thanks for the love and support family!

I get it! The shoes are super chunky, and really hard to pull off with a bare leg, but let’s think to the future. I only paid $48 for the shoes, though I could have paid only $37 at Nordstrom.com (though I guess shipping would have evened the tally. They’re super comfortable, even though they’re a bit high. Not to mention, I could wear these all fall with pants, tights, the black thigh high socks I plan to buy from American Apparel, the options are limitless, and I personally think they don’t look terrible with this outfit (notice the bare legs), though I’m slightly biased.

So I’m going to throw it to you dear readers, am I crazy for liking these oxfords? Should I take them back ASAP? Or, am I just a misunderstood shoe fanatic in a little, suburban Connecticut town?

I’ve been MIA for a while, but for a good reason. My parents renewed their vows for their 20th anniversary this weekend, and not only did I have to play bridesmaid, but I had to play partial wedding planner, hostess, photographer, and drag racer— now I know how tired Barbie must feel! Even though there was a bit of navigation calamity, everything ended up wonderful, further proving that no matter what happens family and good friends will always be there to support you when you need it and celebrate your accomplishments.

Being the daughter who has claimed she never wants to get married because its too much work, as soon as I had to go dress shopping for mine and my sister’s bridesmaid dresses, I was all over it. We ended up picking two dresses by the same person in the same color, but in different cuts. When I saw this 50s style dress, I knew I had to wear it. Not only did it match my mom’s “colors”, but I knew I could wear it casually after their vow renewal.

After a few alterations to both of our dresses, a struggle with my mom over wearing creme shoes (I won!), and finding the perfect hair adornment, we were ready to start the real wedding drama. First, I almost snipped my finger off cutting flowers— now, my mom won’t let me touch sharp objects even though I’m 19 and my finger is almost healed. Then, I was instructed to drive as fast as possible to our location, so we weren’t late dropping the cake off at the restaurant— I got us there with time to spare. After that, we were driving around, lost, for an hour and a half on our way to the chapel making everything 30 minutes late. On the other hand, the ceremony was wonderful, a bit hot due to no A.C., but wonderful none the less. Finally, came the “reception” which included a fantastic dinner at this amazing restaurant, lots of laughs, a few tears, good music (thanks to me and my dad!), and these super yummy cocktails called ‘Tickled Pink’.

Overall, everything was a lot of fun, and I want to wish my parents the best— but, if they want to do this in another 20 years, they’re hiring a wedding planner!

p.s. I would put pictures up from the wedding, but my mom took my memory card to go get them printed, and I think I should ask who minds being on my blog and who doesn’t. Desicions, desicions…