This year Easter was a bit strange. My family always gets together and has a big family Easter lunch, with ham and deviled eggs and potatoes and the whole get up.
Due to scheduling conflicts we decided to have Easter lunch on Saturday which happened to be my brother’s birthday (happy birthday Garrison!). I’ve been helping choreograph a local production of The Sound of Music and I had practice Saturday afternoon which ended up running late so I missed Easter :( boo hoo.
BUT Jones+Jones sent me this darling little dress to wear for Easter so it kind of made up for missing out on the deviled eggs. And I bought my brother The Hobbit for his birthday so he wasn’t too upset either. Forever21 cardigan (recent)// Jones+Jones lace dress c/o// Evie J boutique bracelet c/o// FOrever21 ankle flats (recent)
I hope you all had a wonderful Easter! In the end it’s not about the Easter lunch or the dresses or the candy, but it’s the fact that the God of all creation loved ME so much that He sent His son to pay for my sins and the sins of the world. A statement made on Sunday at my church really stuck out to me: If you were the only one who needed saving, if you were the ONLY ONE, Jesus would still have died for you. He loves you that much”.
So I was given an opportunity to style another dress from Eshakti! (first post here)
This time I decided to go all out on their customizable options. I chose the London dress with the Dahlia crinoline, but I chopped the sleeves off, lowered the neckline, and shortened the length. I love that you have the option to customize a dress with Eshakti. It makes each piece totally one of a kind.
I thought both pieces were just so cute, I had to style them as separate outfits! Get ready for picture mother flippin overload.
Option #1: The London Dress
Target sunnies//Primark chambray shirt// Eshakti dress//Target bag and belt//Guess heels
and Option #2! The Dahlia Crinoline
Primark chambray shirt// Eshakti skirt (with pockets!)//Target belt and shoes
So whaddyathink? Would you wear either one of the options?
FYI: The Eshakti girls are so sweet, they’re giving all ARF readers 20% off their purchase with discount code KLEGHHMLTN! YAY! Good through March 10th
Happy Friday lovelies! Want a completely random post? How about 50 things you might not have known about me! YA!
See you on Monday!
1. my hair is naturally a mousy brown color
2. My hair hasn’t been that color since 8th grade.
3. Chewing gum makes me gag, ESPECIALLY when people play with it, stick it on the side of their plate, or blow bubbles.
4. I’ve been wearing glasses since 2nd grade, when I couldn’t tell if a p was a q.
5. My very first memory is when I was 3 and I cut my own bangs. I remember crawling behind the couch and hiding the scissors.
6. Pink is my very favorite color
7. I had a huge gap in my front teeth when I was little, big enough to shove stick pretzels in.
8. I can’t whistle.
9. I LOVE to read
10. I cry embarrassingly easy. Like I cry about everything.
11. I don’t remember a time when I was not a Christian.
12. I’m a dancer
13. I adore musicals
14. I’ve lived in Oklahoma my whole life
15. Cooking makes me weak. All of that work work work, and then you’re not even hungry anymore, you’re just exhausted, and you still have to clean up the kitchen, oh bless.
16. I’m utterly wretched at ordering food. As soon as the waitress comes up I completely lose my brain and I stumble around my words for a good 10 years before someone finally takes pity on me and interprets my rambling for the poor waitress. It’s why I like the drive through, I can rehearse ahead of time or write it all down.
17. If I had to choose one style of shoes to wear for the rest of my life, I would undoubtedly choose heels.
18. I rarely wear bras (tmi?)
19. I’ve never really been into sports. If I’m forced to watch a game, I choose the team to root for by 1. how cute their uniforms are or 2. If they have anyone cute on their team
20. If I chose any job to suddenly be awesome at, I’d love to try being an ice skater, a nail polish namer, a hand model, or a book cover designer.
21. a part of me wants to live in one of these tiny homes.
22. I’m utterly addicted to Dr. Pepper
23. I love doing yoga although I’m not that great at it. It’s a work in progress.
24. I staged a rebellion in 6th grade against my mother so that she’d let me shave my legs. I refused to wear anything but pants (a hardship for me if you know me at all) for months (ok probably more like weeks, I honestly don’t remember how long it was) before my daddy gave in and told me to “shave my stupid legs just don’t tell your mother.”
25. My middle name comes from my aunt.
26. I have 13 cousins on one side and 3 on the other.
27. I love lima beans
28. My mom went on a trip when I was in 4th grade and I was allowed to fix my own hair that week. I’ve been obsessed with hair ever since.
29. My family calls me KaKa or Ka Louie.
30. mashed potatoes are my comfort food
31. I have abnormally long toes. I can pick things up with them.
32. I’m the only one in my family that inherited my mom’s blue eyes
33. My mom named my sister and me, my dad named my brother and baby sister
34. I’m utterly fascinated by dominate and recessive genes, family personality traits, and birth orders.
35. Music is a huge part of my personal expression. I’m highly influenced by music.
36. I’ve never broken a bone
37. I’m SUPER girly. I joined my college intramural team only because I liked the tshirt
38. I’ve never paid over $60 for ANYTHING in my closet
39. If I had to describe my style I’d call it experimental. I’m influenced by what I’m feeling or thinking or what I’ve been watching/seeing/hearing lately and this influence comes out in my style. I’ll try just about anything once.
40. I LOVE puppies but I’m allergic to cats.
41. I’m constantly looking for the perfect lippy. Whether that is a lipstick, lip gloss, chapstick, whatever. I’ve tried them all.
42. I love buying shoes, I’m not much into purses.
43. The summer time is my favorite time of year, even if it is 100+ degrees outside. Sunshine makes me happy.
44. I take baths daily, sometimes multiple times a day. It’s where I do my best thinking.
45. My first kiss was freshman year in high school at a new year’s eve party.
46. I would love to own my own business one day
47. I have very long eyelashes, they’re one of my favorite features.
48. I’m a shortie, 5″3
49. I have a horrible habit of judging people on their 1. hair 2. grammar or 3. smile. If I’m on a date and the guy hasn’t fixed his hair, I’m going to be highly irritated. Or if you use bad grammar, especially in a blog post, I will have to resist the urge to shun you. And if you smile and it’s a fake smile, or you can’t take the time to look me in the eye and smile, I’m not going to take the time to remember your name.
50. I started this blog on a whim and gradually transitioned into becoming a lifestyle blogger, almost without my knowledge. It just kind of happened that way. But I hope you love it and stick around!
Forever21 jacket//Borrowed necklace// cape dress from Kelli Murray’s shop my closet sale (love her)// target booties
Don’t you just love capes? I felt quite super womanish in this, like perhaps I could have jumped off a tall building, or at least a tall chair. I didn’t try either, it was too cold. When I showed my mom this dress she was like, “um where are you going to where this?” ….everywhere, der! Why would I feel uncomfortable about wearing a caped dress to, I don’t know, let’s say work? Or church? Or a quick trip to Target? No shame my friends.
Let’s also note the fact that my legs are now nearing the shade of a 6 week old corpse, or possibly really milky {mushy} grits. I’m constantly hovering between yelling, “white is the new tan!” with an exultant fist pump included, or yelling, “turn the lights off it’s too bright! oh wait…that’s my legs.” and then slunking my way into the nearest cancer tanning bed. The fist pump will probably win, since tanning beds give me the creeps. You want me to lay down in a roaring light filled coffin NEKKID!? Where hundreds of other women just laid their sweaty bums? You know, grits are actually kind of pretty, I think I’ll keep my pasty legs, thanks.
Let’s not even get into the idea of a spray tan. The last time I tried it I came out looking like an ewok. No I wasn’t covered in fur and carrying a spear. My skin just happened to be the exact same shade as my eyebrows which was slightly terrifying. If you’re lucky, you can scrub the first 3 layers of skin off and look somewhat presentable for maybe a day before the dye starts fading and you look like you have some sort of scary polka dotted disease. And ALL of this gloriousness can be yours for the same price as a month’s membership to the cancer coffins(tanning beds)! No thanks.
Anywho, Happy Valentine’s Day! Otherwise known as Single Awareness Day. Or if you’re a cynic, it’s Our Societies Maniacal Attempts at Tricking the Unsuspecting into Purchasing Mass Produced Cheap Wares at Ridiculously High Prices, All in the Name of “Love” Day.
I kind of ride the fence on Val Day. I’m well aware of the fact that flower prices reach astronomical heights on the 14th, but if a guy wants to give me some flowers I’m sure not going to say no! And yes it’s a bit of a cliche to get all lovey dovey on Cupid’s holiday but who’s ever turned down some sweet words? Not this gal. So while I accept that most everyone is being loving only because someone at some point in time for some reason decided to make the 14th a romantic day, I will also accept any and all chocolates, flowers, mushy love notes, and dinner dates
And just so we’re clear, I LOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRRVVVVEEE you guys. You make this blog so much fun to write, I love talking to each and every one of you. You are the bees knees.
So I’ve decided to start a series called Random Facts in which, listen to this, I will periodically share with you…some random facts. About me. You never would have guessed that’s what I meant from the title huh? I know. So tricky. Don’t get too excited though, I’m kind of wretched at keeping this series things goin. Like I forget. After the first one. Oops.
So here’s Random Fact #1: I work in a super creepy building that used to be an old Catholic orphanage.
Most people who drive by tend to think it is an insane asylum, or so I’ve been told. Why on EARTH my sweet little town would have an insane asylum on main street, as one of the first buildings you come to when entering the town, right next to a Christian college, is a question that is perhaps unanswerable and yet people still think it is so.
But even without mental patients, the building is freaky deaky. There have been stories of people seeing little children wandering around the halls at night, or hearing children’s laughter. Whether this is from dead orphans or perhaps the people that bring their kids into the office with them, we shall never know. We even have a tiny graveyard on the grounds, left over from the orphanage days. Apparently it is against the law to move graves (who knew?) so there they stay for all of forever. I’m not sure when, why or how we wound up buying the building, but for this story’s sake I’d like to think it had something to do with creepy orphan children freaking the heck out of the Nuns so they abandoned the building to it’s lonely depressed state until we came in and gave it new life, and now the orphan children skip happily down the hallway, singing “It’s a hard knock life”. I personally have not seen any orphans running around the building, but since I am tip top EXPERT level at freaking myself out to the -th degree, I prefer not to stay too late in the office by myself. I’ve seen enough scary movies (ok fine, I’ve seen the previews of scary movies, I don’t actually watch the movie, the preview is enough to have me sleeping with the light on for a few weeks at least) to know that orphan ghosts is code name for freaky demon child in bad need of a wash and hair cut. Don’t be confused, I do have someone on my phone every time I leave the office alone. I refuse to be the dumb girl who waltzes into the pitch black hallway saying, “hello? is anyone there?” and then gets chopped to bits by little Orphan Annie.
Stud bag (bought in Dallas)// Gap chambry top// Asos lace dress// Asos thigh high stockings// Forever21 boots// borrowed owl necklace// Forever21 jewel necklace//Francesca’s watch// 7th&West K bracelet
Nordstrom scarf (gift)//Target sweater// French Connection dress worn as a skirt (old, previously worn here where I look like a 12 year old)// Target boots (old)
For those of you who watch How I Met Your Mother, my post title is an attempt at a joke inspired from Barney. I know. It was a pathetic attempt.
But the point still remains: I LOVE layers. In the Fall and Winter it is my number 1 tip for anyone trying to make a closet stretch to cover all seasons. You save money by utilizing items you already have (like a dress for a skirt) and it helps keep you warm. A Win Win for everyone.
Oh hey, look it’s that leather jacket that I wear every single day. Don’t believe me? How about 1/2/3/4 and oh ya 5.
Yay it’s Friday!!! This weekend I plan on COMPLETING my Christmas shopping. I think this is the first year that I’ve ever come close to finishing this early. It helps that my siblings and I decided to just draw one name each for gift giving this year. Does anyone else do that? It makes it so much easier, you have so much more time to hunt around for that perfect gift. And since we’re all broke, it’s kind of nice not to be worrying that everyone will notice their gifts are from the dollar bins at Target. (you know you do it too. That stuff is just so cute, it’s irresistible!)
And I know I have been remiss in announcing the Shabby Loves Chic winner. I apologize. Click HERE to see if you won!
My sweet family traveled to Grand Lake this year for Thanksgiving. Lot’s of food, lot’s of laughs, and lot’s of shopping was involved. It was such a nice getaway. I’m so truly thankful for my precious family!
And how about that vintage fur collar?! Ya I definitely brought that home with me.
Scarf on hat- gift, Target Hat & Sunnies, H&M dress (worn previously here), Target flats, Francesca’s watch.
I wore this outfit the other day. It was any old day, nothing special. I went to church. Went to lunch. Ran a few errands. No big deal.
On my way home I stopped by and got myself some ice cream. The girl at the money window asked if I had just gotten married. huh? She motioned to my dress and asked me again. I simply replied no and she seemed a bit confused but dropped it.
I drove on to the pick up window and the girl there asked if I was in a play. I was starting to feel a bit sassy so I told her no, I just always look this great. She laughed and I left.
This is not the first time that I have been questioned on my outfit of choice. It actually happens quite frequently.
While I’m well aware that not everyone agrees with (or appreciates) my sense of style, I think it’s a bit depressing that a girl has to be in a wedding or in a play if she dresses up a bit.
What happened to fancy dresses, classy suits, and feminine hair styles? Since when did dressing down become the norm? When did SWEATPANTS become acceptable for public wear (actually I know the answer to this one, it was when Victoria’s Secret started making such dang cute ones!)
Now don’t get me wrong, I love me some pj’s. I have no problem wearing slub clothes, and I certainly have no problem going out sans makeup.
But we are selling ourselves short here my friends. You can’t tell me that you feel your utmost BEST when you’re wearing ill fitted clothing and scruffy flip flops. There’s something about slipping into a great dress or a new pair of shoes that calls to us. I can be having a crappy day, but give me a good swipe of red lippy and suddenly things don’t seem as bad. Silly, I know, but it’s true. When you feel good about your appearance you feel more confident and optimistic.
Now I’m not saying we all need to spend a fortune on our wardrobe. I’m not even saying you can’t be casual or comfortable. But please, for the love of all things holy, leave the sweatpants behind and try out how those boyfriend jeans feel. Take 2 minutes and put on some mascara. Slip into a little luxury. You’ll be amazed at how much better you will feel.
If you made it through that entire rant, we’re probably related or best friends.
If we’re not, then we probably should be.
Happy Friday lovelies! Don’t forget to enter the Scentsy Giveaway!