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moustaches & big pants

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watch out now, look who's busting out of her shell and embracing the awkwardness of being on the other side of the lens.

this would make so much more sense if you could see the snow that was falling

shirt: forever21, blazer: thrifted, pants: LOFT, boots: jc penney, belt: american eagle, scarf: me


what?  how'd that get in there?  you know, it's pretty hard to be too stiff or serious when moustaches are involved.  maybe i should make this a schtick (see what i did there?  moustache...stick...schtick?).  i think this could be the thing that really takes this blog to the next level.  holler if you're with me.

you may have to pretend you didn't see this outfit come 30 for 30 time.  these pieces are strong contenders.  in fact, the pants are a must, considering i only have about four pairs that currently fit me.  i don't expect to garner any sympathy on this issue, being that the reason my pants don't fit is that i lost a bunch of weight unexpectedly following the end of my marathon training.  which makes me think...crap...what if i lose some more weight from P90X and i find myself in the midst of 30 for 30 with no clothes that fit me?  that is simply unacceptable.

i guess if push comes to shove, i'll have to finally learn how to use my ancient sewing machine...

...or binge on milk and cookies.  decisions, decisions.

how salvation army has ruined me

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i wish the hubs would have mentioned i have a large chunk of hair that was looking a little whack.
t-shirt:  jc penney
blazer:  thrifted from salvation army - $2!!!
jeans:  LOFT
boots:  a.n.a for jc penney
scarf:  target
earrings:  forever21

um, hi.  can we just focus for a moment on the fact that this blazer - you know, the one which the whole look revolves around - was $2?  it really just needs proper attention.

okay, thank you.  moving on now...well, kind of.  the only problem with thrift stores is that they have begun to affect my entire shopping mentality.  do you ever look at something in a store and think to yourself, "i like it, but do i $40 like it?"  me too.  the problem is, when i'm in salvation army and i pick something up, i think to myself, "i like it, but do i $4 like it?"  sad, so sad.  because of this crippling disability i've developed, i passed up on a brown ann taylor, soft-leather, button-front skirt some time ago.  it still haunts me.

perspective, lauren.

now if you'll excuse me, i'm off to start the weekend off right with the hubs; enchiladas? check.  cerveza for the man of the house? check.  margarita in a tiki-themed glass for me? check.  we're about to party like it's 2012.

...that was an end-of-the-world mayan reference, in case you missed it.  if you don't know what i'm talking about, consult john cusack.