Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Epic Goodwill Trip


Dress: Target—NWT/GW ($5), Jacket: Clothes-swap with my bestie ($0), Boots: Vintage Halston leather/GW ($6), Belt: GW ($1), Necklace: GW ($2), Vintage pin: $3.75

TOTAL: $17.75

So, you see the reeeeally big grin on my face in most of those pics?  Like bigger than any other smile I’ve ever smiled here on SHOBB? Yeah, that’s because those fun vintage boots aren’t exactly meant to be worn for 9 straight hours, 4 (FOUR!!?) of which were spent at—where else?—Goodwill as I picked my way through rack after rack in an attempt to find some decent cold-weather clothes to wear here on the blog.

So, really, it’s more of a crazy grimace than anything else (hence the hugeness…because if you’re gonna cover pain you gotta smile pretty!). And that last blurry pic where I look like someone just stepped on my toe?…that’s more like it.

The good news? The pain was not for naught (got that?).  Because my children were ridiculously good the whole time, and I scored some pretty stinkin’ awesome duds. 

But don’t expect to see all of them quite yet because a) it’s hardly cold enough here to wear 13 pieces of clothing at once and b) I’ll be showcasing some of my fun loot at this week’s Thrifted or Grifted over at my main blog, Five days…5 ways.

Patience, as they say, is a virtue. And so are clean clothes, so I do believe it’s time for a Goodwill laundry load.


Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Darn you, Dr. Pepper!


Top: Duckhead/Thrift store whose name I cannot recall ($6), Jeans: Fragile/GW ($5), Belt: GW ($1), Shoes: Mia/GW ($3), Jewelry: Gifted

TOTAL: $15

Yes, I do realize that my expression in that last pic is space-cadet city, but the fact of the matter is that I look like this in half of my pics. Usually, I choose to spare you the blank stares and half-open mouths, but tonight (or this morning…crud), this look is very indicative of my current state of mind.

My children played another round of let’s-keep-Mama-up-all-night tag. Plus, I had the first reaction to caffeine on record (for me…not in the history of mankind). I drank one of those fancy new 10-calorie Dr. Peppers right before bed, which I can totally get away with usually, but then I dragged my exhausted self off to bed after the Rangers finished off the Cardinals (Na-pol-li!) and lay there in a bizarre half-waking, half-dreaming state unsure of whether time was passing or not.

I found out soon enough when the alarm I didn’t know I’d set started blaring at midnight. Awesome-sauce, folks. I mean, who accidentally sets her alarm for midnight?! 

Honestly, I didn’t wear this outfit after that interminable night. But the expression, folks (see? I got back around to the point…eventually), it just says it all right now.

I did learn my lesson, though, and have stayed far away from those 10 Bold DP Calories tonight, so hopefully, when I’m asleep tonight I won’t have to wonder whether I’m awake (try analyzing that sentence. I dare you).

G’night. Or, at least, I certainly hope so.

Monday, October 24, 2011

The Kangaroo Dress


Dress: Liberty of London for Target/GW ($3), Button-up: Gap/GW ($4), Shoes: Fioni/GW ($3),Bracelet: gift ($0)

TOTAL: $10

I thought about rambling on for a couple of paragraphs about randomness while you guys stared at the pattern in my dress trying to decipher a kangaroo in all of the swirly-curly colors (for those of you who already succeeded…hmmm…interesting), but I’ll just come right out and say that there’s a reason my hands are jammed in my pockets in every single one of these pics. And it’s a very vain reason indeed. It’s because when I saw the thumbnails of the pics where my hands were free, my immediate reaction was, “Whoa! A minute on the lips, forever on the hips is right! What have I been eating lately?!”

Of course, then I zoomed in and saw that my “pouchy” skirt was…ahem…enhancing my shape, and I breathed a partial sigh of relief…until I remembered the fact that I wore this skirt that could have housed several teenaged marsupials to church, where I did not walk around with my hands perpetually stuck in my pockets (because that might have been even weirder than just wearing a dress that looks like I’m smuggling a softball on each hip).

Don’t you love it when your mirror lies to you? Because the camera never does. Which is why the mirror and I are have a date later while the camera has been relegated to crafting pictures only for now. 

Hey! I think I just spotted that kangaroo! And to think I doubted you…

P.S. If you don’t recognize the background, it’s because we snapped these pics quickly right before we went inside that house you see behind me for a birthday party.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Lace n’ Boots



Tank: Clothes-swap ($0), Top: Clothes-swap ($0), Skirt: Garnet Hill/GW ($4), Boots: Genuine Leather Vintage Halston/GW ($6), Headband: GW ($1), Belt: GW ($1)

TOTAL: $12

This is a Thrifted or Grifted outfit from 5D5W (did you vote? if you never have, catch the next one…it’s load of fun!), and I even went so far as to rip off the title because I liked it so much (c’mon…say it out loud! I know, right?).

For those of you that are horrified that I bought a headband at GW, please know that it still had the tags on and was enclosed in a glass case that I’m positive was clean in 1979. Oh, and they also had a sale on half-full bottles of disinfectant and nail polish, so naturally I picked up one of each…one to douse my “new” headband and the other just in case the disinfectant doesn’t do the trick, and I end up siting around waiting for my lice treatment to take effect and nothing to do but paint my nails.

Now, what to do if I get a nail fungus from the open bottle of nail polish? No clue. Maybe I should rethink this whole scenario.

*I hope you brought your senses of humor to this post. I am in a weird/sleep-deprived state and probably shouldn’t be allowed to blog for my safety and your peace of mind. Let me assure you that 99% of the above was absolute nonsense, but I’m not deleting it. Oh no. Because, if I start over, there’s no telling what I’ll say.

G’night, folks. Here’s to lucid, lice-free topics tomorrow after I’ve gotten much-needed sleep.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Thrifting Magic



Top: Goodwill ($2), Jeans: Anthro/GW ($7), Shoes: Fioni/GW ($3), Belt: GW ($1), Necklace/bracelet: gifts

TOTAL: $13

This outfit is a great example of why I love thrifting (and specifically Goodwill) so much. After all, where else can you score an aqua ruffled blouse, designer trouser jeans, a dressy belt, and matching shoes for less than 15 bucks?


I wore this outfit to my bestie’s birthday dinner, and I love how pulled together, yet simple it is. Also, it’s amazing how fancy flutter-sleeves can make you feel. Or is that just me, and I’ve never moved past a 2nd grade Tinkerbell obsession?

Either way, to me, feeling fancy and comfy (because, of course, I was wrangling three kids) while spending next to no money is way better magic than any silly fair dust could ever accomplish (no offense, Tink).

Maybe I should start calling myself the Fairy Thriftmother.

Too much?


Sunday, October 16, 2011





Dress: Elle/Goodwill ($6), Belt: GW ($1), Shoes: Calico/GW ($3), Earrings + Bangle: GW ($4)

TOTAL: $14

I wore this comfy, flowy (p.s. my spellcheck doesn’t like “flowy” as a word and suggested “floosy” as an alternative; well, that’s just rude) number to church, and one of my fellow worship team members (a guy, no less) told me that I had a very Mexican color scheme going on.

And then, after church, a lady came up to me and introduced herself, and it turns out that she’s a missionary to Guatemala and has been studying Spanish for the last 3 years.

Since I speak Spanish, we had a fun time chatting it up en español.

Coincidence? Definitely.

But I still enjoyed wearing my loud chartreuse Mexicanish, fellow-Spanish-speaker attracting dress, and not just because it kind of felt like I got away with wearing a nightgown to church.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Old news…same story




Dress: Goodwill ($5), Tube top: GW ($2), Shoes: GW ($3), Necklace: GW ($3), Earrings: GW ($2), Scarf + Bag: gifted

TOTAL: $15

Okay, so this outfit is recycled from 5D5W, but I honestly could be wearing it outside right now.  And yes, I know you’re probably getting sick of my complaining about how hot it is here even though fall should be in full swing, so I will say that, just by looking outside right now, you couldn’t tell that it’s most people’s summer temps.  It’s a gorgeous, clear autumn-ish day, and I think the high might have been only 80. So…really, what could I possibly have to complain about? (Sarcastic question, perhaps, but of course, the real answer is absolutely nothing; my life is so blessed).

So, why am I recycling? Because I feel so stinkin’ guilty for failing to get dressed yet again. You’d think it would be one of the easier things in life, but considering how unsuccessful I’ve been at it lately, it must be more like rocket science.

Which means it’s a good thing majored in neither rocket science nor fashion. I obviously would have flunked both.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

A Blustery Day



Top: birthday gift from my mama ($0), Jeans: Abercrombie/GW ($5) , Sandals: GW ($2), Bag: Fossil/GW ($4)


Okay, so it seems like every time I post here at SHOBB, the first thing I want to do is apologize for it’s being so long since I last posted.

And I truly am sorry. I love you guys for reading all about how I get dressed for next-to-nothing, but life is busy these days, y’all, and I’m spending more of it than I like either wearing boxers or exercise clothes or never getting the chance to snap a pic of the good stuff.

So, please hang in there with me while I work on achieving balance in the middle of this hectic season in my life.

I really appreciate it.

And can I just say as a side note that, when you have a choice between shooting pics in the hotel parking lot on your weekend away or climbing the nearby stone wall so you can get a pretty(ish) shot…I still advocate for climbing even if you’re wearing skinny jeans that almost split at the seams as you scramble up the rocks, and you’re wearing a blowsy shirt that the windy gusts are having a blast with (I’m afraid the other parking lot inhabitants got a free show).

I’m assuming I’m not the only one who thinks that peasant blouses (go, Mama!) and 1997 Chevy Blazers aren’t not exactly complementary.

Anyhoo, I hope you feel loved because I assure you that I do not simultaneously endanger my jeans and my ego for just anybody.

Consider it a present from my birthday to you.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Crisp and cool, my sandals!




Dress: Mossimo/GW ($2), Belt: GW ($1), Shoes: Apostrophe/GW ($2), Bracelet: GW ($2)


I remember once, many moons ago, that my mama said (there’d be days like this, there’d be days like this my Mama…whoops, sorry! got distracted; it’s a good song, though) that my birthday (which is on Thursday) usually ushered in the advent of Fall in Texas.

I’m pretty sure she didn’t mean that Fall was just waiting around for my birthday before gracing our parched land, but it did seem to be that, when I was younger, I could count on cool, crisp nights and the need for at least a light sweater in the evenings by the first week of October.

And yet, here I am at 7 o’clock at night, in my halter dress and sandals, just as warm and toasty as you please.

I can practically hear my boots pleading with me to pull them out of their storage bins. Of course, my legs are talking too, and they’re saying things like, “You so much as try to get me ankle-deep in a leather boot, and I will break out in such a spectacular heat rash that you’ll look like you got into poison ivy when you wear your shorts tomorrow!

Oh, Mama. If only you could have known the false hopes and dreams that would arise from a few innocent words…

P.S. If you leave me a comment crowing about how nice the boot weather is where you’re from, I will hunt you down and bring perpetual summer with me. Hmm…that sounded so much more menacing in my head.

Monday, October 3, 2011

The Technicolor nightmare purse


Top: Goodwill ($3), Pants: Old Navy ($2), Shoes: Mia/GW ($3), Necklace: GW ($3), Belt: GW ($1), Bag: GW ($4)

TOTAL: $16

Okay, so I saw this purse and thought, “Well, that’s not really in style or particularly practical, but I love the colors, so I’m buying it, darn it all.”

After all, sometimes fashion doesn’t have to make sense.

Or even fulfill its most basic function, it turns out.

Apparently, I was so dazzled by the pretty pretty colors that I failed to noticed that the purse had been donated due to its lopsidedly dilapidated state. 

One side is fine (the only side I saw…or that’s what I’m telling myself), the other is unraveling.

Oh, and the first time I tried to put something in it, I discovered that no only is it possible for a purse this size to (barely) hold nothing more than a tube of lip gloss and a cell phone but that a zipper can literally fall to pieces in one’s hands. Multiple pieces.

So, did I found out all its shortcomings and still carry it?

Is bacon yummy?


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