I'm back, and so tickled

I remember in the late 70's or early 80's that there was a TV show in which the oft said thing was "I love it when a plan comes together." And I remember how gorgeous the man who said it was. Do you?

AnywayI have had the top for a fairly long time. Maybe 2 years, maybe more. And I wore it with a pair of black pants. Yawn! So, today, in my quest to make better use of my clothes and to look better doing it, I started looking at it. I realized I do like the pattern, sort of an art deco thing. And I like the colors. And I like the lace on the front. And I like the length,(covers my butt) and I like the fabric, (wash and hang). So what have I been waiting for. First I found I had a pair of pants which goes well with the top. Then I noticed that a sweater(cardigan) that I ebayed from Coldwater Creek matches it. Then there were the shoes(also ebayed and Aerosoles) matched the dark red perfectly. Then the jewelry was there and it all came together. All this time not wearing it. The sweater was a fairly recent purchase, since I started working harder on the blog. And the plan came together.

On Advanced Style, one of my favorite blogs, one of the ladies said she sometimes waited years to find just the right part to complete an outfit. I don't have the patience for that but the way she does it is real eye candy. I didn't buy the sweater to use with the outfit. It just worked out that way. And I now have more reason to put a lot of thought into the purchases. The top was one I really liked when I bought it. But I was lucky it fit. Buying from ebay takes a lot of thought as to fit, use, ease of use, etc. And luck counts.

Ruffles, ruffles everywhere

One of the new tops I got at Kohls was a dusty pink totally ruffle covered t top. I would usually have left such an item on the rack but it was on sale, and there were the ruffles. I have avoided pink for a long time, thinking it would make me look washed out. And this time, I actually bought the top in black also. You see I love ruffles but most garments have ruffles down the front and they are often quite large. So no ruffles because of the oversized girls I have on my front. And I worried for a good 2 seconds that the small all over ruffles would make me look fat. But Hey, I am fat.

I also have been looking on Overstock at the flats and I found that some I got several years ago are the same style as the ones I wore with the ruffles. I got a kick out of that. Styles coming back and all. Also there are pics of some of the jewelry. The earrings are Avon and the necklace is Mark by Avon. Avon has terrific jewelry and it lasts forever. When I saw the top a black bead necklace came to mind and I am so glad it works and that I already had one. I have so much jewelry I will be selling quite a bit of it on ebay. I can't believe how much money I spend with no thought at all. You would think I am rich. Well, not so much. I might be if I still had the money I have wasted trying to feel better about myself. Didn't work so good but the blogging is helping lots.

Is it just me

Is it just me or does anyone else try to pronounce the words they give us to OK a comment?

Thursday and the big bad ole cold

Yes, I had a cold, and I still have a cold. But it is amazing what a little(lot)of make-up can do. In the past I have been prone to go into bitchy whiny mode when a cold shows up. Or when I just don't feel good. But they say that insanity is doing the same thing and expecting a different result. So I decided to go ahead with the pics and the dressing thing and see if there was any difference. And there was.

Oh sure, I still have the cold. And I am still taking otc's for it. And I still drip, etc. But it didn't hurt me to get up and get dressed and get the hair done and make the bed(that goes with get up and get dressed) and find some jewelry and take some pics. I wish I could say that it turned the cold around and that it is now gone. I would really like to say that. But, oh well. Still have the cold but at least I look better sick than I used to.

I have done some reading of the different blogs on the website. I have discovered a few things. First, skinny jeans look uncomfortable. I am glad I don't have to wear them. Second, the big clunky shoes that are being worn now wouldn't work for me. I can't afford a broken hip. Third, the wonderful ladies of advanced style are great role models but I don't live in NYC, I don't have an extensive wardrobe,(except jewelry), and I don't have any place to go. At least no place that needs things that dressy. Fourth, I don't like hats, on me. They look awesome on the ladies of NYC and on the Style Crone. But I don't like anything that binds. I have a large head and I have a hard enough time getting glasses to fit. Anyway, no hats. And fifth, I have a lot of pretty clothes and I think one thing I needed to accessorise them with was a smile. For some reason I have never been a really smiley person. But with the urging of my blog friends I am working on that too.

So you and your blogs have helped me come to a place where I am OK with me. I am Ok with my attempts at being fashionable. And with your continued help I am going to be a happy camper.

Thanks for listening.

OK Got a cold.

Got a chest cold. And it's raining and going to snow here. Lovely because I have to go out today. And I am not going to dress up. And I am not going to subject the red nose and eyes to a camera shot. And I am going to wear my huge red fleece coat that I thrifted for 5 dollars so as not to get worse. I look like a big red fuzzy ball in the coat and I love it.

You know how there are things that you have in your history that you remember as if it were yesterday. 53 years ago in the 5th grade I had a tweed straight skirt, now known as pencil skirt) and I wore it with a sweater set. When I look back on that I think I would love to still have that outfit. And that figure. I was pretty well as tall as I am now in the 5th grade.

And when I was in high school I saw a coat at Miller's, (now Dillards) that looked like a big red shag rug with 2 inch wooden buttons. I loved that coat with all my heart and when it went on sale the day after Christmas I was able to get my beloved coat. It was a fun coat, a great memory.

One thing I have fought all my life is the lack or originality in many of my endeavors. I tried to wear high heeled shoes when I was a young woman because I had a friend who wore a lot of Famolare wedge sandals. I lived in Florida at the time and boy was that girl in style. Tight Gloria Vanderbelt jeans with nicely fitted tops and the wedges made her look top of the line. I do envy well.

Then I discovered Vogue Magazine and found out, darn it, that top of the line was nothing like the things I saw in good ole Ft. Myers Fl in the late 60's. Of course the hippie generation was also there to confuse me and I have been confused ever since. I have a terrible problem with short term memory loss and an inability to focus. And if I become interested in something, I throw money at it, purchase everything I could possibly get and wonder why I am not satisfied. Well this fashion blogging thing has taught me one really important thing. What I am not satisfied with is myself, my health, and my body. All the great clothes in the world won't change that and I need to keep up the good work and look further into what will fix the problems.

Thanks for listening.

Today I-----

Today I made an attempt to change another of my habits. I had gotten that the shoes and the bag don't have to match. And I had gotten that I am not so great in boxy stuff. But the addition of a new color in the jewelry is a stretch for me. I did go sort of conservative in the color but at least it was an effort. I could have maybe
gone a little wilder but I have time to work on it.

I wore my new sweater from Steinmart and I love it. It's longer in the front than the back. It feels good on. I would like to find a way to combine it with a button blouse.

And Then.........

I am posting a couple of pics of my favorite jewelry pieces. Mostly earrings and rings are what I wear. And I can now wear my dangle earrings. The hair cut permits a view.