September 30, 2011

Fridays with Frederick

Mr. Aggressive Sniffer. When I take him out he acts like sniffing everything he comes across like it's as if his life depends on it. He becomes almost unmovable when he has honed in on something spectacular like another dogs piss or something. It can be amusing. I almost feel guilty sometimes not letting sniff it thoroughly.
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September 29, 2011

Fall Fashion - Last Day

So, yeah, I missed Wednesday & Thursday of Fall Fashion Week so I'm going to do a lame roundup of the last few days. I've had fun doing this and am glad to have met some awesome women and find new blogs to read. It's refreshing. I'm a little early in posting this for Friday according to Mountain Standard Time but East Coasters won't know a difference. Work with me people! This week has been beyond busy. I'm so giddy that tomorrow today is Friday that I may not even sleep.

 thrifted boatneck shirt, vintage skirt, blowfish shoes

hand-me-down purse from MOM 

 thrifted skirt, handmade necklace, new skull ring

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Fall Fashion Days of the past #1, #2, #3, #4

DIY Halloween Costume Series - The Den Leader

Let's be honest, I just had to find a reason to wear this Boy Scouts Den Leader shirt I found at the flea market. I paired it with a vintage plaid skirt and skinny, gray, braided belt. There are a million things you could do with this look. You could turn it into a zombie, make it look more like a pedophile if you're a truly sick bastard or make it look like you had a terrible camping mistake and make it look like you tumbled down a mountain with bruises and leaves all in your messy hair. I thought about making it look like I had a stick coming out of my neck or something gruesome, but I took the lazy simple option instead.

gather your supplies, everything you see here is from the flea market

I'm not sure if you're noticing a trend with this series that I'm not very good at full body shots. They're not my favorite. You've also probably noticed that my hair hasn't changed either well, that's because I shot almost every one of these on the same day. 

Check back for more DIY Halloween Costume Series next week!

Junk Hunt

A few pieces I picked up at Thrift Town.
1970's mens sweater

I'm pretty excited about this vintage miss holly ski sweater from the seventies

these aren't vintage they just have that feel

September 27, 2011

Weekly Confessional - Chuck E. Cheese

I would love to work for Chuck E. Cheese  and play the "robotic" gorilla  in the band. I would love to watch the little kids (and some of the parents) run screaming when I walk off the stage mid set into the crowd trying to snatch me some plain cheese pizza slices. I'd sit next to the red headed kid with freckles who is unphased by a robotic gorilla "coming to life". He'd share his root beer with me and I'd pat him on his head.

It's only fair that I pass my own childhood issues on to other little kids. I'm all about loving and sharing.

oh this guy

we drove by him the other day and I had to take a shot of him

there was something about the way he was just standing there holding the sign that creeped me out and then he followed us with his eyes as we turned the corner

September 26, 2011

His Majesty's Birthday + Fall Fashion Day 4

Sunday was His Majesty’s Birthday. I haven’t written about him in a few weeks but if you’re a long time follower you know that our relationship has been tumultuous to say the least. To sum it up it has been me pinning for his love and affection (or hoping that maybe just once he wouldn’t run in the opposite direction when he sees me) and him asking his mother in a pompous, English accent that sounds just like Stewie from Family Guy, “Remind me again what your name is and exactly how do we know each other?”
He’s two now and forming actual words and sentences which is pretty exciting to see develop and scary at the same time. You guys know I am a cusser and this did not just happen one day. I inherited it from my family of which His Majesty was spawned from. We’re learning to whisper The Swears and come up with creative alternatives. I was watching in pure auntie pride as he climbed up the stairs of the jungle gym at the park and watch his chubby little butt go down the slide all by himself when he looked directly at me and said, “Bubba!” That’s the nickname I’ve had my whole life. It’s not original but I’ve been called it my entire life so it has stuck and so we have brained washed taught him to call me Aunt Bubba. When he was younger my brother and sister-in-law would show him pictures of me at their house and my parent’s house to show him who Bubba was. For awhile he wasn’t quite getting that when I was there next to him that I was indeed the same person in the pictures. I would just get The Look. For some time he has been calling me Bubba now when he sees me but it’s usually with coaxing from his parents or from grandpa and grandma. You can understand the joy I felt when he called me this with out any outside persuasion. It was just him and I at the jungle gym. He kept calling out my name making sure I was watching him go up and down the slide all by his self and I was so glad to watch.
This small moment in our relationship means a lot to me and even more so after recently having traumatized him. I’ll tell you more about that story later.
me & my brother

I don’t know if it’s the circumstances that were going on the day he arrived into our world or if it’s just because he’s my brother’s kid but I think this love/hate thing is here to stay. We ARE family after all. I do know that the love parts will out weigh the hate every time.
My brother crushed cheetos all over my arm. Yeah.

Anyway, the party was a hit and he was spoiled as usual. I got him some spooky fall clothes that I hope will fit him. I'm still learning this whole buying kids clothes business. 
I took this opportunity to dress up and take some snaps for Fall Fashion Week going on over at Emery's blog. I will admit that the poncho stayed on for about 20.2 seconds because after all it is still averaging about 85 degrees here in northern Utah. Underneath it I had a short sleeve, very thin plaid shirt on. I always begrudgingly ask Tyrone to take a full body shot of me before we left for the party. We didn’t fight once I’m proud to announce. I’m either too lazy or shy to pull out the tripod or trying to keep my marriage in tact when I don’t take a full length shot. Even after a year of doing fashion shots here and there I still struggle with a bit of insecurity. It didn’t help when I did put on the poncho, having my husband ask me, “Your style is all over the place isn’t it?” Yes, it is, DICK! I don't know what it is about picture taking that sets us both both off sometimes. 
Poncho - F21
Cut offs - thrift + scissors
Plaid top - old
Leather Belt - thrift
Shades - Target
Moccasin Trompers - Piperlime

DIY Hand Tooled Leather Bracelet

 elf feet

 I actually did my hair and makeup. Rare.

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Fall Fashion Week - Day 3

I wore this for casual Friday a few days ago. 
cardigan, H&M
black DIY skinny jeans
red toms
KISS tee shirt, I can't remember where
vintage scarf, thrift

Did you see today's Halloween Costume Series post? There will be another one on Thursday too!