Showing posts with label Project Runway. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Project Runway. Show all posts

Monday, January 1, 2018

New Year, No Fear: On Wednesdays We Wear Black


 Garden Glam Slam Necklace

Sweater: Mudd, Kohl's
Skirt: Material Girl, Macy's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Delia's
Yellow bangles: B Fabulous
Green stretch bracelet: Parade of Shoes


 Ruby Red Romance Necklace

Top: Bisou Bisou, J. C. Penney's
Yellow tee: So, Kohl's
Skirt: Xhilaration, Target
Shoes: Penny Loves Kenny, Zulily
Clutch: Express
Belt: Apt. 9. Kohl's


Hot Hoop Necklace

Sweater: Kohl's
Skirt: Candie's, Kohl's
Shoes: Guess, DSW
Bag: Nine West, Marshalls
Belt: B Fabulous
Lime stretchy bracelet: Cloud 9, Ocean City boardwalk
Yellow bangle: Silver Linings, Ocean City boardwalk

For this post, I had my heart set on a black and red rose-print cold shoulder crop top from the Kohl's line for Disney-Pixar's hit Coco.  Not to be confused with, "You go, Glen Coco!"from that other hit movie, Mean Girls, which has its own impressive merchandise.  (I've got the "so you think you're really pretty" compact mirror to prove it, as seen below with my until-now-never-been-stripped-of-its-cellophane DVD.  There was no need, as Mean Girls is almost always playing on TBS, Comedy Central, E!, WE, Ion, Oxygen, Pop, and/or Animal Planet.  Just kidding about that last one.  Then again, there is that wildebeest attack dream sequence or whatever, so who knows?)  


Anyway, I wanted to team the Coco top with a yellow lace midi pencil skirt from J. C. Penney's Project Runway collection.  But, alas, that too was sold out, forcing me to renounce my mid-priced department store product placement-themed ambitions and make it work, Tim Gunn style, with some stuff that in no way resembled what I'd planned.  Such is the roller coaster that is fashion blogging.

Speaking of which, a word about stretch bracelets.  When the beads begin to separate, however slightly, you know that your beloved bracelet is on its way to becoming a necklace.  Well, I know it's on its way to becoming a necklace.  You may just know that you're about to unleash a shower of rhinestone slider beads out into the world, sending a pack of mall-walking grannies scrambling in front of a Wetzel's Pretzels.  This happened to me with a much-adored, much-worn faux diamond and ruby stretchy stunner just before Christmas (not the Wetzel's Pretzels part, the repurposing part).  So I gave it new life by making the above darling Ruby Red Romance Necklace.  I did the same with Garden Glam Slam, which is similarly crammed with costume jewelry castoffs.  Hot Hoop, not so much, although the pendants are vintage.

Finally, if there's anything that fascinates me more than color, it's the absence of color.  Which is why I used this ironically named Vanilla filter on my outfit pics to dart to the dark side:




I love how the grayscale really makes the details pop, kind of like a close-up of a closet in a black and white movie.  So, it seems only fitting to ask, "(Compact) Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fetchest of them all?"  Why, Ms. Addams, of course, and I don't mean Rachel Mc.  Indeed, the first daughter of darkness could have taught the Plastics a thing or two, both in sartorial savvy and scariness.

In closing (I know I just said "finally," but then, when have you ever listened to me?), no resolutions this year.  Because resolutions are just rules, and rules were made to be broken.  So, no rules, just right.

That's Outback.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Raising the Bar




Top: Delia's
Skirt: (a dress!) Kohl's
Shoes: Charles Albert, Alloy
Bag: Apt. 9, Kohl's
Belt: Tournier Everything's $10 store
Sunglasses: Rampage, Boscov's
Scarf: Wet Seal



 Pink Piano Barrettes

Camisole: Bisou Bisou, JCPenney
Dress: Macy's
Shoes: Worthington, JCPenney
Wallet: Betsey Johnson
Sunglasses: Cloud Nine, Ocean City




Dress: Arizona Jeans, JCPenney
Shoes: Dollhouse, Marshalls
Bag: Nine West, Boscov's
Belt: Wet Seal
Sunglasses: JCPenney

Sadly, this post is not about Zack Morris's first foray into TNT legal dramedies.  It's about how I once bought a bunch of French clip barrettes when I couldn't find alligator clips and how at first I thought they were awful.  I mean, you couldn't clip them to your blouse or purse strap or jacket -- only to your hair.  Talk about limiting!  But that was before I started parting my hair in the middle and pinning up each side, necessitating the need for two twin oblong somethings.  Once I got to work, it was hard to believe that I had ever found these bars, well, sub-par.  The long rectangles turned out to be the ideal canvases for all sorts of new designs: piano keys (Frankie Goes to Hollywood, relax!  They're not neckties :), ice cream scoops, raindrops, basically anything best displayed in a row! 


Me wearing my facsimile of the Sundae Sundae Sundae Barrettes.  You didn't think I'd put a for-sale item in my hair, did you?!