Monday, July 13, 2015
Night Owl
I was going to take pictures of this during the day, but I got distracted by Polyvore. Seriously. It is becoming a real problem. I was at my sister's house all weekend watching the dog niece Beyonce. Shes dramatic. Lovable, but dramatic and I swear I walked more this weekend than I have all year because she refuses to just go out and potty like my dog. Prissy is like, "listen lady, its hot out here can we just get what we need to get done, done?" ...I'm a little nostalgic since I havent seen my babies in a few days.
I should have tied my shirt a little further to the side, but it worked for what I needed. This is a top from Asos in a size 24 (sold out now) with a simple black tank under. It is a cropped length, but since I'm so short it hit me in an awkward place so I just tied it up and moved along. We were just heading to dinner at our favorite restaurant/bar (Angry Dog) which is super relaxed and in a walkable neighborhood (meaning you park and walk a block to get there if you cant find a meter) so I threw on the blue flats and away we went!
Friday, July 10, 2015
Crop Top Crushin
Its 7 o'clock, Im in my crop top cruisin the stree-eets. No? No Usher today? I feel like any day is a good Usher day. I'll never forget when that song was my jam... in the 2nd grade. Probably not appropriate, but I knew a good thing when I saw it early on.
Links to all items after the jump
Back on topic- so distracted! Amanda Allison posted a picture of a Q&A sesh from O Magazine on Facebook Wednesday that really just struck a nerve with me. Then it found traction and everyone was cursing poor old Oprah out. Sorry Oprah! ..but only kinda. Wrangle your folks, lady.
I found it striking that they had to reiterate that you MUST have a flat tummy to wear a crop. As you all know I've already broken this rule- many times. I also decided that I was going to make this post so we can all share in the joy of wearing crop tops.
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
All American Skin
My 4th of July celebration was alllll day and Id say I dont even want to look at something bbq'd again, but I'd be lying. BBQ is on point and thats probably why I'm fat. We drove an hour east and started off at a friend's house swimming and eating then headed another hour east to go to my parent's house and the firework display the community puts on.
I left the pool party and changed into the above outfit. White pants, black lace top with my bra under. It was cool, I was covered for the most part and most importantly it was what I wanted to wear. Nobody really gave me too much of a hard time about it, though I got a few questions and a few more stares. My sister, who is most certainly more conservative than I am asked if I was just wearing a bra under my shirt and seemed surprised when I said yes. My niece who is no more than 10, got on to me for showing too much skin. A few other people did an extra look or two, but I didn't get anything that made me feel super uncomfortable.
It brought on a couple questions for me.
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