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 shoes: cato brand. shorts: american eagle. shirt: j.crew. necklace: gift (downeast basics). bracelets: forever21. turquoise bracelet & earrings: hawaii.

I'm loving shorts with heels lately. Unfortch for me, I only have three pairs of shoes in this 30x30, and just one of them is heels. Are heels. Be heels. Whatever. FORtunately, though, these wedges go with any and everything I can throw at them. So they win. And I win. We all win.

Which reminds me...in college, I had two roommates who made up a card game called Pearls. The rules changed every time it was played, but it didn't matter because they the whole point of the game was to unexpectedly, at some point, throw the entire deck of cards up in the air and/or at the person's head and shout at him/her as loudly as possible, "YOU WIN! YOU WIN! YOU WIN!"

Maybe you had to be there. Actually, no, no you didn't. Because it was as entirely pointless as this description makes it seem. But ridiculously entertaining for those of us on the sidelines, seeing how baffled the unsuspecting victim participant became.

Speaking of...Know what else was baffling about college? The sheer number of amateur male acappella groups, 100% of whom specialized in busting out the song "Woooooah...for the longest time" whilst winking and grinning and expecting us females to swoon as though we hadn't heard that exact same song about 4 minutes ago in another dorm hall.

Ah, dorm halls. But that's another chapter for another day.

Happy Tuesday!

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on math and other things to cry about

 shoes: cato brand. cropped pants: gap. shirt: j.crew. bracelet: downeast basics. earrings: hawaii.

I made my 6-year-old do some math this morning. He hates the pressure of being timed, though, so instead of doing it on a math website, I wrote out some problems for him to do on paper. (Bonus: He has to write out the answers, thereby making him practice penmanship as well. Boom goes the dynamite.)

He spent probably an hour complaining about how they're all too hard to do [Editor's note: They weren't.], how he didn't know any of the answers [Editor's note: He did.], how carnivores eat other herbivores and other smaller carnivores [Editor's note: Oh. Okay.], and how he would never ever get it finished in time to go to his friend's house [Editor's note: Seemed to be true.].

Then his sister got home from summer school and he did them all real quick.

Fast-foward to me, right now: I have exactly 13 minutes to be off the computer and start deep-cleaning my son's room while he's gone. Unfortunately, I, too, loathe "timed" assignments, especially when I've nothing of (a) value, (b) humor, or (c) interest to say. 

The best I can come up with? This: my skull is apparently the weirdest shape in humankind, because whenever I wear sashes as headbands, they slowly creep their way toward the back of my sideways-cone-shaped head and then fall off. Don't get me wrong--this headshape would be indisputably awesome for aerodynamicy, if I were an airplane. Less awesome, though, to be the object of "look-at-that-chick-with-a-ropey-thing-hanging-awkwardly-down-her-back-while-her-hair-frizzes-out-all-over."

Either way... Happy Thursday.

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It's back. The awesomeness that is the 30x30 challenge.

 I'm participating in Kendi's 30x30 challenge this spring (read about my winter 30x30 experience here). Basically what that means is I've chosen 30 clothing items (including shoes) to rotate and remix over the next 30 days. Which would be way easy if I lived in Hawaii, because I'd simply choose 30 swimsuits and live on the beach. But I don't. Thanks for asking.

 sandals & bracelets: forever21. jeans: kohl's. shirt: j.crew. flower hairclip: downeast basics. earrings: hawaii.

You know, I'm loving the fact that I'm content with simple outfits/style lately. A top, a bottom, and a shoe. Doesn't get more basic than that. Well, I suppose it could, but...yeah. No. This is a family-friendly blog, you guys. Which means we talk about family-friendly topics and only occasionally delve into the subsurface stuff. Stuff that only adults should talk about...Like the other day when I had to clean up my 2-year-old's accident involving substance, not just liquid. That's right. Shield your eyes and your brains. Mine are permanently scarred.

But you didn't pay good money to come read about that, now, did you? Let's move on.

I almost wore a large chunky watch with this ensemble instead of the mass o' braceletage. But I thought it would be highy ironic that someone wearing a loose flowy cotton-silk blend peasant blouse would care what time it was using anything other than the sun's position in the sky. And I just happen to be that girl today. And it's been raining all day, no sun in sight. Which can only mean it's perfectly legal to go back to bed. Or never get out of bed in the first place. Pick your poison, but either way...sweet dreams to me.

Happy Monday!

p.s. And for all you die-hard fans of this blog (hey mom!), I've enclosed some outtakes below. You're welcome. Which, in a perfect world, would also translate into "I'm sorry."



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