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Dead in My Tracks Thursday
I would like to begin by stating Jillian Michaels just sent me a tweet on the good ol' twitter. Holy mother of pearl. This means I can never slack off in the workout department ever again. What if she's watching?? C'mon Buddy! Don't phone it in!
If the mere thought of that doesn't stop you dead in your tracks trust me these will.
Dear Calypso St. Barth: are you sure you're sold out in size 36?
I've been staring at them for a whole week.
Stunners
Dead In My Tracks Thursday
I do believe that's a cat on her head
Thank you Anna Sui
I thought Wednesday was supposed to be the easy day - the one where we go over the hump and down the hill to the weekend. Well here's the bird to this week's Wednesday! It sucked big time.
- Phone rings at 7am when I don't have to be up until 8:30. Bad sign.
- Wake up to find it's bloody freezing in the house yet again.
- Go to quickly wash some dishes and I'm out of dish soap. Isn't that special? Not
- Lacking time to go to the store to purchase more. Will a bar of Fresh soap work? Um no.
- Forgot to buy anything for lunch so resort to eating peanut butter out of the jar.
- So much for that diet and workout schedule.
- Dallas Raines (the local weather guy for new followers) comes on this afternoon to say we have a cold week ahead of us. In the 40's at night and highs of around 60. Pass the peanut butter.
I do believe I've got a case of the winter blues. Sigh. The last thing I want to be thinking about is cold weather clothing (I'm seriously over it), but when I spotted this picture from Anna Sui's Fall 2011 RTW Show there was a long pause. Think deer in the headlights. Does this mean I get to wear fake cat heads on my head next fall? It's like an upscale - and sane - version of that episode of TLC's My Strange Addiction (have you seen cigarette butt eating girl?! how about couch cushion eating girl?!? i'm sorry but that ain't right) where the girl prefers meandering around in public daily wearing elaborate animal costumes. Only this is just a head, but the head of my favorite animal ever. CAT. Talk about brightening my day - what I would've done to be at this show!! I do think this may be cause for a DIY.
Picture care of New York Magazine
Dead In My Tracks Thursday
This is a new thing I'm thinking about doing: what's stopping me in my tracks. You know how it is, right? Every once in awhile there is that certain something that catches your eye and you just can't get it out of your mind. Like that one time I met...oh forget it.
One would think I'd have learned my lesson by now, but no that would be too easy. I let these slip by this past fall - only to see a woman wearing them a couple weeks ago. You probably heard me screaming. All around the world.
Isabel Marant - Red Poppy Pumps
forever to be known as 'salt in the wound'
To make matters worse they were even better in person AND she stopped to talk to me during which time I confessed I was considering ripping them off her feet - was she a 36 by chance? She said she wasn't, although looking back now I think she may have fibbed out of fear. Smart girl. I was most definitely sporting the eye of the tiger that day.
Two days ago I saw this skirt and for a moment my heart stopped. I then proceeded to think about it all day yesterday, look it up on the internet 392847529x, imagine the warm summer day I'd wear it on. Seriously - I do all this romanticizing of a garment, a shoe, you name it on a regular basis.
Feast your eyeballs.
Despite the fact that she is 3lbs and I am, okay, not 3lbs I'm not letting this mother pass me by. I've got my wallet out and I'm ready to take action. Here's hoping it works on someone who is 5'3'' after extreme Pilates stretching. Warm summer days here I come.
If you happen to be out there possessing information on where I can get my hands on those Isabel Marant pumps in a 36 - well by all means, please do fire away in the comments section! Save a life, free up a brain cell.
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