in which i despise that devil ice

One more reason I am beyond ready for spring to come? I've had enough of this ice situation. I already fell once this winter, right on my elbow, such that I thought it had shattered into a million little elbow-bone pieces. And I fell again today--whammo--right on my knee, which is now a swollen, mangled mess of burst blood vessels and (what feels like) bruised bone. I'd take fluffy snow any day over this. (And I know I'm wearing heels, but I'm so careful!)

(dress/headband: modcloth; sweater/tights: tjmaxx; boots: seychelles)

Anyway, enough whiny-time. I'm trying to squeeze in as much neutral brown and black as I can before I officially give myself over to the pretty pastels of springtime (there is still ice on the ground, after all).

When I destroyed my knee this morning my mind went immediately to how amusingly perilous fashion blogging can be, and then to how strange it is in general. I've been taking pictures of myself every morning (weekends excepted) for over two years now, and publishing them on the internet. That's longer than I've committed to anything in my entire life. When I really think about it, it all just seems so bizarre. These modern times...

Sometimes I start to feel ridiculous, but then, life is ridiculous.

And that's what makes it so much fun.

in which it's cold as ice

I bought this dress with summer in mind. In the dead of winter, summer sounds so nice: sherbet-chevron prints on terrycloth rompers, twist creemee cones with rainbow sprinkles, bright-blue skies and rosy-red sunburned cheeks, fireworks and cold beer, lake swimming and sun-warmed sand, multicolored candy at a drive-in movie... these are the things that have been on my mind, these past few frigid days...

(dress: plato's closet; sweater: thrifted; hat: h&m; shoes: seychelles)

Art Club was lovely last night, but I was so worn out by the end of the day I didn't have much energy. I really need to figure out my sleep schedule and stick with it, even on the weekends (sleeping until noon on Sunday really threw me off, I think). Anyway, it is always nice to get together with those gals :)

I'm itching to go on a trip. Someplace like this, please:

No, seriously. I want to go to Bora Bora.

in which i miss the weekend (and warm weather)

Hooooooooly smokes. I am amazed that I am still alive. I was only outside long enough to take about five pictures, and I thought my hands were going to fall off.

(dress/belt/sweatervest: thrifted; hat/tights: gift; boots: seychelles)

This weekend it was crazy cold. Today it is crazy cold. Friday there was a blizzard and I went straight home (skipped the gym--fail) to huddle under a blanket and watch Friday Night Lights with K. Saturday we were going to go bowling but we slept pretty late, so K made cinnamon rolls and we watched more Friday Night Lights. We decided to go see Sherlock Holmes that night, but after cleaning the snow and ice off of my car we realized that somehow it had filled with exhaust (I was sitting inside waiting for it to warm up, and suddenly felt like I was going to pass out--but my door was frozen shut, so that was even more terrifying). We cleaned off K's car and took that instead, but I was annoyed. The movie was good, and we continued our tradition of getting Moe's when it was over (buy one, get one 1/2 off!). The next morning we got up even later (it's hard to throw off those covers when it's this cold--even in a relatively warm, albeit drafty, apartment). I made Swedish pancakes, and we decided to go bowling that afternoon instead. When we started up my car it didn't fill up with exhaust, but the heat suddenly didn't work. So basically we said screw it, walked to the market for some groceries, and stayed in for the rest of the day. I won't lie, it was pretty relaxing. I'm finding it harder and harder to get going on Monday morning when weekends look like this (notice all of the ice on our window):

Swedish Pancakes

Ingredients:

1 c flour

1 c milk

4 eggs

1/2 c warm water

pinch of salt

sprinkle of cinnamon

bananas

jam

maple syrup

Directions:

Mix flour, milk, eggs, water, salt and cinnamon to make batter. Melt butter in pan and cook pancake until flippable, then flip and cook the other side. Spread jam on cooked pancake (I just do a strip down the middle), pile on the banana, roll up and smother with (real) maple syrup! This is one of my favorite quick-and-easy breakfasts :)

in which i like bright colors and a bouffant

Since last week was basically an extension of the holidays for me, I declared yesterday the true start of the new year. I'm already feeling a bit overwhelmed by all of the things I want/need to accomplish each day/week/month of 2012, but hopefully it will all fall into place as I get back into my routine.

(dress: forever 21 via plato's closet; sweater: h&m; tights: kohl's; shoes: seychelles; necklace: diy)

I've definitely entered hibernation/survival mode, where all I want to do is hunker down with some leftover Christmas candy (I have wayyyy too much) and be lazy.

Anyway, there is nothing like bright color and a bouffant to bring me out of hibernation mode--for a few hours, at least.

looking back: jan-mar 2011

JANUARY

FEBRUARY

MARCH

I was going to wait until the last week of the year to round-up favorite outfits from 2011, but with all of the scrambling and busy bumbling of the many upcoming eves before Christmas, I just don't have time to worry about what I'm wearing (plus I might be spending a few nights with my parents, which means getting up too early to take outfit photos). So here we go! The first installment of WAKING LIFE 2011 :)

2010

russian dolls

The blizzard here is so severe that half my office decided not to show up today. I say: they are wimps. This is Vermont! We scoff at two feet of snow--that's why we all drive Subarus with studded snow tires. Pansies. While the rest of my colleagues were snuggled all warm in their beds, I was flouncing around in my shirtsleeves like a true Northeast Kingdom Queen. That said, I am brave in the face of the blizzard, but do not enjoy these frigid temperatures.

(tshirt: old navy; blazer: vintage; jeans: pacsun; boots: seychelles; bow/necklace: forever 21)

This is the sort of outfit that comes together when I am very lazy indeed. My motto is, if you're going to wear something utterly snore-worthy, at least make it colorful! This vibrant red tee shirt is my go-to for wow-factor in an otherwise unimpressive outfit (and the primary accents in the accessories add a little bit of fun).

Tonight:

Treadmill

Chili

Ally McBeal

Zucchini bread baking

Research