Showing posts with label Kmart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kmart. Show all posts

Thursday, December 31, 2015

Drumroll/Jellyroll Please . . .



 Fruit Fete Necklace

 Great Scottie Dog Necklace

Top: Bongo, Sears
Skirt (a dress!): JCPenney
Shoes: Worthington, JCPenney
Bag: Bisou Bisou, JCPenney
Jacket: BCBG, Macy's
Sunglasses: JCPenney



Red Bow Rainbow Barrettes

Top: Bongo, Sears
Skirt: Modcloth
Shoes: Betseyville, Macy's
Bag: Xhilaration, Target
Jacket: Candie's, Kohl's
Sunglasses: JCPenney




 Sally Starfish Bow Barrettes

Top: Bongo, Sears
Skirt: Material Girl, Macy's
Shoes: Penny Loves Kenny, DSW
Bag: Nine West, Marshalls
Jacket: Bisou Bisou, JCPenney
Sunglasses: Target




 Abbie Apple Bow Barrettes

Top: Lily White, Alloy
Jeans: Bongo, Sears
Shoes: Payless
Bag: Marshalls
Jacket: Hot Kiss, Marshalls
Sunglasses: Rampage, Boscov's



 Haute Tropics Gumball Necklace

 Polly Pink Hearts Necklace

Top: Bongo, Sears
Skirt (a dress!): Kohl's
Shoes: City Streets, JCPenney
Bag: Apt. 9, Kohl's
Jacket: Abbey Dawn, Kohl's
Sunglasses: Candie's, Kohl's




Top: Bongo, Sears
Skirt: Forever 21
Shoes: Chinese Laundry, DSW
Bag: Candie's, Kohl's
Jacket: Decree, JCPenney
Belt: Wet Seal
Sunglasses: Candie's, Kohl's


Because on New Year's Eve we're still in pa-rum-pum-pum-pum territory, which means a bounty of drumsticks -- chicken, ice cream, and anything else hanging by the buffet.  (Also, candy, as represented by the above bargain basement tree garland.)  On the subject of drums, every outfit in this week's post includes a Bongo item from Sears.  Because I've had the pleasure of rediscovering Bongo lately.  If you were a child of the 1990s, then you may have picked out a pair of Bongo jeans for the first day of school.  Back then you could find them at JCPenney, sometimes in a funky pattern befitting their namesake, that most exotic of the percussion instruments.  Then it all disappeared for awhile, only to reemerge as a fashion phoenix at the retailer best known for wrenches.  New and improved, the brand has moved beyond denim to infiltrate every nook and cranny of the wardrobe spectrum.  It's good stuff, fun and affordable with just a hint of rockabilly retro, and I'm so excited about it that I think that "The Walker" by Fitz and the Tantrums  ("I walk to the sound of my own drum . . .") should be its theme song, a comeback anthem that boldly proclaims so what if it's cousins with Kmart?  Which is fitting, what with drummers being known for their off-beat behavior.  You know.  Animal from the Muppets, Travis Barker from Blink-182, Ringo Starr from the Beatles --  also, that other, lesser-known Ringo from Los Lonely Boys.

So let's have a listen, shall we?  I'll provide the lyrics if you hum along in your head, or, if your head isn't earworm friendly, then if you zip on over to iTunes.  Fitz and the Tantrums' drummer, by the way, is John Wicks.  Not to be confused with the title character in that Keanu Reeves movie.  Which, now that I think of it, was John Wick.  Still close enough for the poor guy to get some weird fan mail, though, don't you think?

"Ooh, crazy's what they think about me
Ain't gonna stop cause they tell me so
Cause 99 miles per hour baby,
Is how fast that I like to go.

Can't keep up with my rhythm
Though they keep trying.
Too quick for the lines they throw.
I walk to the sound of my own drum,
It goes, they go, we go, hey yeah yeah yeah"

Prose like that deserves some pastry (figuratively speaking, of course, as I'm certainly not going to box up a pie for Mr. Wicks after that bit about fan mail).  Indeed, dessert and drums: no sweeter way to roll.

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Parade of Pants




Red corduroys (pictured in first two shots): So, Kohl's
Shrimp jeans: Barefeet Shoes
Pink jeans (pictured in first two shots): Arizona Jeans, JCPenney
Mustard jeans: So, Kohl's
Yellow jeans: City Streets, JCPenney
Bright yellow jeans: City Streets, JCPenney
Chartreuse jeans: Marshalls
Jungle green jeans: City Streets, JCPenney
Acid wash green jeans: Macy's
Sky blue jeans: UNIONBAY, Kohl's
Turquoise acid wash jeans: City Streets, JCPenney
Purple acid wash jeans: City Streets, JCPenney
Dark purple jeans: So, Kohl's

Originally, I was planning to call this post "Stand Up for Pants."  But now that I have the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on in the background, I thought it only fitting that I give a nod to the holiday with something more festive.

My favorite pants anecdote dates back to when I was about eight and went on a weekend camping trip with my dad and sister and the rest of the fathers and daughters in the Indian Princesses, the Girl-Scouts-type-club we were in.  I'd mistakenly (not intentionally, as some people jokingly suggested) forgotten my bag back in Jersey and had nothing to wear.  My dad had no choice but to take me to the nearest Kmart (Kmarts were big back then) for some essentials to get me through the next couple of days.  He let me pick out whatever I wanted, and I chose a pink-and-white baseball-style tee shirt emblazoned with Mickey and Minnie and a pair of shiny turquoise spandex leggings, or as they were known at the time, "dance pants."  My cousin had a pair, and I'd always wanted them.  That gorgeous sky blue!  That iridescent sheen!  The way they so perfectly accented an oversized, tied-at-the-side tee shirt!  Those pants were - and this must be said, cheesiness be darned - my blue heaven.

In the last two or three years I've begun to step up my pants collection with colorful skinny jeans.  Unlike flares or boot-cuts, they don't scrape the floor, but rather bunch up at the ankles in a (at least to this short blogger) fetchingly messy, no-hem-needed way.  Yet it's the ripe rainbow hues that really reeled me in.  I like to think that their spirit was sparked by those dance pants.  So thanks, Dad, for giving me that first taste of fashion freedom.