making it to the big time

shoes: famous footwear, socks: gap, jeans: F21, Belt: Thrifted, Top: F21, Scarf: JCPenny {gifted}, Watch: F21

Friends. I think I've hit my peak. After 4 years of hard work, toil and scraping by as an anonymous BYU-Idaho student, I have finally made it into the school newspaper.  Holy Monoley. The heading:

ART MAJOR BECOME MODEST FASHION BLOGGER. I mean, that alone blows your mind right?

I'm pretty sure this will be my claim to fame for the rest of my life. When I'm on my death bed, with my 9482093482 grandchildren surrounding me, I'll wave my cane in the air and say, "Now listen here kiddies. I know you all think your grandma is a boring old kook, but guess what. I was famous once. That's right. I was famous for an entire day. At my little school ... in a little farm town ... that's in Idaho.

Mark my words, they're all going to be hypervhentilating with jealousy. 

the thing about brains

Boots: Famous Footwear, Tights: American Eagle {gifted}, Skirt: H&M, Cardi: Target, Blouse: H&M, Belt: Thrifted

Today I was having some brain problems. Nothing serious. Just some technical difficulties in the Frontal Lobe of my Cerebrum. {That's where you do all of your thinking you know} Do I sound smart now? Cause I use big words? Good. Because today, while I was having those brain problems, I asked husband what I should blog about. I couldn't think of a darn thing. And so husband, sitting over there on the couch with his smart little glasses, reading his fancy schmancy Harvard Case Study said, "Why don't you blog about Contingent Environmental Liabilities?"
Right.
Yes Husband. Why don't I blog about Contingent Environmental Liabilities? Because I happen to know exactly what that is. Not only that, but I'm actually an expert on that particular aspect of Business Law.

Show off. See if I ask him next time I'm low on inspiration.
Anyway.
I guess I like that he's smarter than me. Or at least more business savvy. I get to be the artsy-fartsy one, and he can be the brain. And then we'll grow old and be very happy together ... him with his logic and me with my emotions. Him with his square glasses and me with my cat-eyes.

bummin out

Shoes: Charlotte Russe, Tights: Target, Skirt: Banana Republic, Button Up: Panache, Blazer: Nordstroms, Pearls: Thrifted.

My sister went home today, my family is putting up their Christmas tree in North Carolina tonight and I'm not there, school starts up again tomorrow, I have a ginormous exam, Husband is getting sick and I feel like I've worn this outfit before.

Awesome.

Here's something cheery:

OK. I feel better now.

Happy Sunday! Let the countdown to Christmas break begin!

Triangle Bob

Whelp. The snow was dryer than we thought. So that little blob was the best snowman we could come up with. You like? We think he's kind of adorable.

Wanna know what else kind of adorable?

Sissy's gigantic bottom. She had to wear Husband's snow pants, and so we stuffed a pillow down there nice and tight so they wouldn't fall down. 

HOT.

We also made a video. Cheers.
{also. you would be wise to pay close attention to sissy's behind during the video. it's the most entertaining part}

you can't handle this

Yesterday we went to go see Burlesque. Without husband. {duh} And were just so inspired afterward that we had to do our own little tabletop dancing at Wingers. We were also the only ones in the entire place, so don't worry Mom. Nobody saw us being uncouth.

Also, you've probably noticed that I don't have official outfit pictures for the last two days. It's mostly just cause I didn't feel like it. Or maybe cause I had bed head. But I promise I've been true to the 30 for 30. Sissy can vouch.

xoxo. We're going to go build a snowman now. 

In honor of Black Friday

I give you The Christmas List. I have been cyber window shopping pretty much all day, I officially have no more saliva in my mouth, and I am praying that Santa thinks I've been good this year.

1. Sephora Glitter Nail Polish, $9, see here
2. Hunter Rain Boots, $125.00, see here
3. F21 Chain Necklace, $7.80, see here
4. Alice Lane Ankasa Pillows, see here
5. YesStyle Sequin Tank, $38.00, see here
6. Armitron's Gold Watch, $52.50 See here
7. Mod Cloth Dinner Date Dress, $127.99, see here
8. F21 Grey Suede Heels, $22.80, see here
9. Chanel Chance Perfume, $90, see here

What do you want for Christmas?

White Out

Shoes: Famous Footwear, Socks: Gap, Pants: F21, Top: Gap, Belt: Thrifted, Cardigan: Target, Hat: American Eagle, Pearls: Thrifted

I’m sitting here in the front seat of the car. Husband is driving, sissy is in the backseat, we’re rockin out to Bing Crosby and chowin down on these spicy hot Jalapeño chips that are burning my mouth right up. No seriously. BURNING. UP. I just might die actually. I have a very low pain tolerance and am convinced that any level of physical discomfort is going to kill me. Anytime I go to the doctor, whether it be for a minor ankle sprain or something like, I don’t know … ovarian cysts {those crappers}, and the Doc asks me to rate what pain level I’m at, my response never fails, “It’s a 10 Doc, maybe an 11. I think I’m dying.” For some reason this never fazes Doc, and he meanders around like I said it was a 3 or something. And that’s when I want to punch him in the face. But instead I just up the melodrama a bit, which usually convinces him I’m a little closer to death than he originally thought.
Anyway, we’re currently driving through a white out. It’s 11 degrees out. Which really means negative 56 when you factor in the wind chill. We tried to fill up with gas before we left, but both stations we went to had their pumps frozen over. We love our town, we love our town, we love our town …

Forget it. Right now, I kind of hate it. But hey, we’re on our way to a bunch of family and delicious food and late nights spent around the kitchen table with our favorite board games. Cheers friends! And have a lovely Thanksgiving!

staying in

This is what I wore today.

Shoes: Famous Footwear, Jeans: F21, Shirt: Steve and Barry's, Sweater: F21, Hat: F21

Not really. It's actually just what I threw on for outfit pictures so I can stop being so behind on this blasted 30 for 30. This is really what I'm wearing today.

Sissy and I are pulling out our finest for this Thanksgiving break. 

We have a special rule here during holiday vacations. Sweats to our house, are like cocktail dresses to a fancy party: It's kind of rude to wear anything else, and we will get offended. We take this rule very seriously. So seriously in fact, that our coat rack has been replaced with a sweats rack, to better enforce this rule upon our house guests. You think I'm kidding. But you just come on over ... you'll have a big juicy plastered on your little bum in 5 seconds flat. And that's a promise.
We slept in till 10:30 this morning. Which is completely shocking since 8:00 is usually considered a luxury on a typical Saturday morning. And then we made waffles and listed to Jingle Bell Rock and a compilation of Bing Crosby and Celine Dion's Christmas Albums. {To which we try to sing along, but basically fail miserably at because honestly no one does it like Celine} And now sissy is sitting next to me curled up reading Harry Potter. Which makes me want to have a Harry Potter movie marathon in preparation for the new one we will most likely be going to see later this week. That is, if we're brave enough to weather this blasted cold.
Maybe we'll just stay in.

Last night, I turned into an Avatar

Shoes: Charlotte Russe, Tights: American Eagle {gifted}, Skirt: H&M, Button up: F21, Blazer: Nordstroms, Necklace: In Honor of Design {It's gotta be my fave so far}

And husband thinks it's kind of hot. A sweet new friend brought me these tights and a couple other lovely accessories yesterday. Can you believe it? She's the greatest! The second I showed husband my new goods he said, "HOLY momma! Those are sa-weeet!" He was especially excited because they happen to be Boise Blue. And we're big Boise State fans over here at our house.
Well. He is. I'm slowly converting. But mostly just cause I like wearing the cute jersey and having pizza parties with friends. Cop out? Yes. But when I actually get to wear my new snazzie jersey and blue-tastic tights combo around the house on game day... will he care?
The answer is no friends. No he will not.

P.S. This is what it looks like out our front window right now. Poor little cul-de-sac.
And that's how I've been spending most of my time these days. And in case you were wondering, a vent is a lame and sorry excuse for a fireplace. But it keeps my toesies warm.

And all you patient lovelies over on formspring ... thanks for waiting. I'm headed over there right. now.

two pictures to sum up our saturday

 I looked especially saucy at the salon and husband watched a lot of football.

yes. yes it was that eventful.

Dude. Free time has BEGUN.

Shoes: Charlotte Russe, Jeans: F21, Top: H&M, Leather Jacket: H&M, Flower Pin: In Honor of Design, Chain: Thrifted

So here’s the thing. I love you guys. Really, I do. Husband and I spent awhile last night reading through all your awkward and awesomes and had ourselves a real nice chuckle. Sometimes even a full out belly laugh. SO. Thanks for that. You keep us young. Not that we aren’t babies already, but … you know.
So starting today, we don’t have any work or any school for the next 9 days. Can I get an AMEN!?! Where’s the hallelujah chorus to back you up when you need it?
The itinerary for the next week as follows: Sleep a lot, not get dressed, and probably not shower. Well, maybe shower. ... or not. Who knowssssss. This is how we keep the mystery alive in our marriage. Too HOT to handle ... kind of sums up our life. Read lots of books, spend one whole day catching up on all my favorite bloggies, babysit a little nugget for a few hours. YES. That’s right, I said babysit. We’re probably a little too excited about this one. Spend some time in the city {HA.Who am I kidding} with sissy and husband, catching a flick and doing some window shopping. AKA pressing my face against the glass of all my favorite stores and slobbering just a little. Lots of turkey lurking. And then a little Photo Du Jour project for a class in which I will be taking a photo to represent each day, and most likely posting it on here. {Along with my 30 for 30. Fret not.}
So.What are you doing for the holidays, friends?

OH! And you must go check out lovely Grace’s blog: Whati. She fabulous and lives in one of my all time favorite cities: San Fran. You can see the little interview I did about my visit there last March if you want. Just click here!
PEACE. OUT.

It's Awkward and Awesome Thursday!

boots: famous footwear, tights: walmart, dress: thrifted, belt: thrifted, cardi: target, necklace: in honor of design

Awkward:
- Trying to tell husband something that's really awesome, like what I got on my Art History exam. And I say, "ohmygosh babe. Guess what I got?!" And he guesses a number that's infinitely higher than what I actually got. And I have to say, "um. NO. Guess again, except lower this time." It's very anti-climactic.
- This blasted Rexburg wind. And having significantly more Marilyn Monroe moments today than I would have liked. AKA. Significantly more than zero.
- The twitch in my left eye that comes around every time I try to curl my eyelashes. Honestly, most of my make-up routine in the morning is taken up by getting that eyeball to just calm the heck down.
- Getting into Husband’s 4 runner in a pencil skirt. Really, I just need to go ahead and videotape that whole ordeal sometime. Would be great for posterity. Children, this is how not to be a lady.
- The fact that I just used the word videotape. I was born in the 80’s. Sue me.
- Going to the bathroom at the same time as a co-worker. In neighboring stalls.
- Pulling up to a green-lighted intersection where the left hand turn lane is stopped because they have a red light. So I stop too.
- Walking in a certain direction and then realizing that I actually need to be going the other direction … an awkward moment in and of itself. So what's the only logical reaction for a situation like this? Of course whipping out my cell phone, feigning an urgent text and furrowing my brow so that anyone who's watching me knows there's some kind of explanation for my abrupt 180. You know you do it.
- Dropping my extra pair of work pants in the middle of the hallway, having them be picked up by a kid in my class, and tossed to me over the stairwell banister. "Um, excuse me, but you dropped these....." You weird chick who is always carrying an extra pair of pants around. Accident prone perhaps? Wetting problem? Yes. All of us are thinking that's a yes.

Awesome:
- Husband conversing with me through song. Would be awkward for anyone else in the room, but it’s totally awesome for us.
- My two lovely friends that I finally found the perfect names for: Scrumdidily and Umptious.
- The fact that I haven’t had a bad day in a really really really long time. Knock on wood.
- This gorgeous little piece of jewelry around my neck today. Honestly- the first piece of dainty jewelry that I am just completely in love with. Not an easy accomplishment. We must be soul mates.
- The fact that Husband and I actually did Family Home Evening this week!!! By ourselves!!! Just us two!!! WHOOO-HOOO! Dang, sometimes we just blow ourselves away with how cool we can be.
- My sissy. Who’s coming up to stay with us for a whole week starting Monday.
- Husband shaving his sandpaper whiskers so that we can actually make-out without giving me a hot rash on my face.
- James Taylor. Period.
- Husband flipping through my book, As a Lady would Say, {a book that describes awkward situations and how to handle them appropriately and with a lady-like demeanor} realizing that he wouldn’t have acted very “ladylike” in most of the proposed situations, and actually kind of being disappointed about it. Sometimes he is just so completely endearing. And he’s probably going to kill me when he reads this. So. Farewell friends.

AND. You know what to do. Let's hear those awkwards and awesomes!

a mind of their own

Shoes: Charlotte Russe, Pants: Target, Belt: Gap, Baby Pink sweater: F21, Blouse: F21, Flower pin: In honor of design

My hair and make-up thought we were going to a Christmas Party today. They were absolutely sure of it. So they pulled out their big guns and whipped me into shape with their most fabulous colors and fanciest swirly do. After I looked in the mirror I told them, “Hey, good job guys! You look great!” And they said, “Um. We know. We’re going to a Christmas Party today.” And that’s when I had to break the news to them. I told them that they were not going to a Christmas Party. No, in fact they were actually going to school. All. Day. Long.
It broke their little fancy hearts and they cried and cried. Which made me start to cry. And we all had a big crying party together, mourning over the fact that we were indeed, not going to a Christmas Party. It was a sad little moment.
But then after a while … I pulled it together and consoled their fancy hearts by reading scrumptious Thanksgiving recipes out of my cookbook and telling them tales of the good things to come. And that made us all feel a little bit better.

Moral of the story:
1. I’m awesome at turning inanimate objects into real things with real feelings who can both understand and relate to me.
And 2. I’m SO ready for the holidays to get here. Who’s with me?!

Also, do you not love that little flower pin? Adds the perfect little touch of dandiness in my opinion. Soooo ... we can be twinsies if you want. Get yours here! And also, check out the lovely Miss Anna's sweet shop. She's the brains and beauty behind the incredibly creative and inspirational In Honor of Design blog. You must see it. It was kind of love at first sight.

Example #273 of why I'm still a housewife in training

Boots: Famous Footwear, Pants: F21, Button up: American Eagle, Sweater: American Eagle, Belt: Thrifted 
A red handled axe would make the perfect accessory to this ensemble no?

 A blip from Husband and I's gmail chat the other day:

Tyson: So did you end up doing some cleaning missy?

18 minutes

4:46 PM Tyson: That would be a no. Well it was another embarrassing day for us.  I had a study group at our house.
4:47 PM me: are you kiddin? crappins. sorry babe. I got a call from a study group so I wasn't able to go home and clean after I dropped you off!
4:48 PM why did you volunteer our house mister crazy?!
4:49 PM Tyson: All other places weren't working out and you said you were coming to clean .... oh well
4:50 PM me: poo

9 minutes

5:00 PM me: well. invite whoever it was over for games sometime. and then they can see that it really is clean a majority of the time. haha

12 minutes

5:12 PM Tyson: Do we have any refills for that smell good thing in the wall? 

5 minutes

5:18 PM Tyson: And that would be a no. Why can't people ever see me when I'm being perfect? huh? huh? I ask you.
ALSO the lovely miss Sarah interviewed me as her November Blogger of the Month! How sweet is she? You can go check it out here! No really. Do it :)

I think I stink at apologies

Shoes: F21, Jeans: F21, Button Up: American Eagle, Vest: Panache, Belt: Gap, Bag: F21

Yesterday in church we had a lesson on forgiveness. And it was very good.

During the lesson, we were asked to complete an exercise in which each spouse turned to the other and said "I'm sorry" for their respective offenses .. {whether big or small} that had happened during the past week. 

Husband turned to me, with a very scrunched up guilty face and said, "I'm sorry that I watched football too much on Saturday and that I didn't spend nearly enough time with you because of it."

Great apology right? He's sweet.

I said, "It's OK honey. I appreciate that."

And then it was my turn.

I said, "mmm. I can't think of anything I should apologize for."

Off to a great start ...

And then I thought of it.

"Oh wait, I know what I'll apologize for. Love, I'm sorry that when you didn't take me out on that date Saturday night like you had promised and looked me dead straight in the eye and crossed your heart about, that I got a little bit cranky."

Superb apologizing skills or superb guilt-tripping skills?

nobody knowssssss...

10 reasons why we love Sunday

Shoes: Charlotte Russe, Tights: Walmart, Skirt: H&M, Belt: Gap, Shirt: Gap, Necklace: Thrifted

This post inspired by this post from about a year ago.

1. A sweet inspired church service. I especially love getting to gather together with other women and learn about our Savior's love for us and how we can strive to be more like Him.

2. Sleeping in {just a little}. Rarely do I ever get to wake up with husband still next to me. It's like my favorite thing to roll over and see him just laying there with his eyes open, probably thinking about something important. "Morning, sugar", he says.

3. The fact that it snowed pretty much all day, but we got to snuggle up in our jammies inside till noon.

4. No Saturday football. Well, that's why I love Sunday. Not Husband.

5. Cinnamon rolls. That were not destroyed, thank you.

6. Dusting off our old journals and reading through them.  Gaw, I used to be such a weirdo.

7. Having the time to paint my toenails and not feel guilty about it

8. Also having the time to take a nap and not feel guilty about it

9. A meal that included 3 different sides. THREE. Husband started hyperventilating.

10. And today, the excitement of the impending holidays just around the corner.

Have a lovely Sunday night! 

And P.S. Yes, I am aware that I should be on day 7, not 6. But I spent the majority of yesterday in my jams and an un-noteworthy 30 for 30 ensemble. So it doesn't count.

round two

And yet again, I amaze myself with how long I can make these. Gracious, how annoying.

P.S. Don't forget to enter the giveaway!