Showing posts with label Shoes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shoes. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

The Icing on the Cake

While my last wish list encompassed everything from a panini maker to a pair of neon bow studs, my current wishlist is much more specific. I seem to be on quite a jewelry kick. Perhaps this is because now that I've found the dress and the shoes (see below) for the wedding coming up next week, it's time to shop for the fun stuff...namely earrings, cuffs, rings, and/or necklaces.


Zappos' Me Too Jeanette in Violet Satin

Yesterday I discovered the jewelry section of the catalog Sundance (which my mom already knew about). Maybe I should give her some more credit...She was swooning over Lululemon months before the worldwide craze over their yoga pants ever began and was gushing over Fresh's sugar lip treatment line long before it got all kinds of publicity.

Or maybe I should just admit that I never like anything new right off the bat. Change is scary. I like to tread very carefully. Unfortunately this squashes my hopes of being a real fashionista. I'm too busy resisting current trends to be bothered with searching for "the next big thing". Case in point: by the time I had wrapped my head around wearing skinny jeans, flares had come back into style.

I'm the least resistant to new jewelry trends. Jewelry doesn't care if you're up 10 pounds or down 30. Jewelry doesn't care if you're having a bad hair day. Jewelry doesn't care if you're incredibly pale. Jewelry doesn't care if you have wide feet. Jewelry doesn't care how old you are.

Check out these jewels:


 Flashy Favorites from Sundance

Monday, May 23, 2011

Owning Up, Again

Yesterday my mom lured me out the door with promises of rainy afternoon manicures and pedicures...and dragged me into Talbots on the way. I thought I would give the store a quick perusal and deem it to be "cute but not for me." As much as it pains me to say this, I was wrong about Talbots (see my offhand condemnation here) and moreover, Mom often does know best.

I positively loved some of their shoes. Impossibly detailed ankle-wrap heels, delicately feminin and simple flats, gladiator wedges with touches of metallic, espadrilles in a rainbow of pastels, intricately twisted rope T-strap sandals...

I ended up walking away with two pairs that do a wonderful job of accomodating and concealing my square foot bed (discussed here). 

Faux-leather Side-bow Flip Flops and Leather Cinched-bow Espadrilles

The flip flops (dressed up with a sweet little bow) will serve as a daily go-to this summer, and I'm sure my legs will appreciate the teensy tiny heel after being run ragged all morning. The espadrilles, in a cheerful and sunny yellow, are just plain fun. I generally avoid anything with ankle straps because I worry about chopping my "long legs" in half, but this one is skinny enough that it highlights my small ankles and doesn't make me look too stumpy. I think they'll be adorable with cropped white denim jeans and any number of printed tops.

Afterwards, we did go for that mother/daughter manicure and pedicure (another one of the perks of coming home!). I settled on a gorgeous purply pink called "Bermuda Shorts" for my toes and suffered through the technician's lecture about my foot care (which amounts to approximately none, with 50 miles a week on top).