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Friday, April 30, 2010

The one for Joe Spina

It takes a real man to admit he reads a Fashion Blog...so this is for (and inspired by) my buddy and pretty awesome guy, Joe Spina.

On a fun night out a couple of weeks ago, someone whipped out a camera for a quick photo. My natural reflexes kicked and and I immediately whipped out my compact.

Joe: "Are you powdering your nose before a picture?"

Me: "Um, always!!"

And I'll always do a lipstick check too. Because, people, this is the age of Instant Facebook Tags.

***Stay tuned ladies, Joe also revealed to me his list of top ten sexy body parts on a woman, which I will feature in an upcoming blog.
And NO, boobs did not make the list. xoxo, Joe!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

How to wear JLeggings

JLeggings are that awful hybrid of leggings trying to masquerade as pants by appearing to be really, really, really tight jeans.

Until now, my official view on all things concerning leggings has been: "I have nothing against leggings as long as I'm not being forced to see every nook and cellulite-induced cranny of your backside...PLEASE just wear a long enough shirt to cover those issues..." Translation: jleggings are not the answer.

But Y'ALL...I bought a pair last week. YES you read right. I KNOW I CAN'T BELIEVE IT EITHER. But I promise they work. And after extensive research in front of a three-way mirror, here is why:

1. The fabric is actual denim with just enough stretch that they don't need a zipper. The acceptable ratio is 95% cotton/polyester (read: denim for those of you that didn't take TEXTILES 101 in college) 5% or less lycra/spandex.

2. A Dark Wash...hides your VPL, and any lumpiness :-)

3. It comes in a number size. As in 2, 4, 6, etc, NOT xs, small, med, etc.

4. They are not too tight, small, or short...to ensure the right fit check for muffin top and length (at least to your ankle bone).

Okay, leggings, you win this one.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Another Postscript...

Club #314 is up to their old tricks again. (And I wish I could take credit for the nickname, but that is actually the name of their wireless network).

Last night my room was literally shaking with their music, so I went out on the porch to ask them to turn it down a little. Not OFF, just down, and preferably not RIGHT NEXT TO MY BEDROOM WALL. I've actually never asked them to be quiet before in the entire 2 years I've been here...

Here is our conversation:

Me: "Hey can yall turn that down a little? My bedroom is next to your speakers and I have to get up early tomorrow."

Chubby Girl: "Um, it's a party."

Me: "Obviously."

Chubs: "You can come!"

Me: "I'm kind of already there. I don't mind the party but just turn it down or move your speakers please. I have to get up really early, and your apartment isn't that big, I'm positive you could still hear it."

Jerkface Guy: "Well, its a BIRTHDAY party."

Me: (Blank stare)

Jerkface: "I can turn it down but I can't promise it will stay down. I mean, I don't live here, but this is a BIRTHDAY party."

Oh, excuse me. It's a BIRTHDAY party. Well, in that case.....don't mind me or my wanting to sleep or anything. But shame on you, #314, for throwing your friend a tacky apartment birthday party. My friends would never do that to me.