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Guilty Of Plant Murder

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(Sweater: Goodwill  Necklace: HandMeDown  Pants: Plato’s Closet (Mossimo)  Shoes: Plato’s Closet (Marc Jacobs))

You know how people say “I couldn’t do (insert random act) if someone held a gun to my head”? Well, I really hope no one ever holds me a gun point and demands I keep a plant alive because I’ll be dead, dead, dead. I wish more than anything that I could grow stuff, but as much as I water/love/sing to my plants, they all end up dead in less than a month. I am a sucker when it comes to the herbs they sell outside of the grocery store, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t keep them alive to save my life (see the connection there? Ha!). Me and my cursed black thumb. Waaaaahhhhhhhh.

If You Like It Then You Shoulda Put A Bow On It

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(I must be in a Beyonce mood this week, since this is the second week I’ve brought up one of her songs. But they’re so darn catchy!)

I know bows are sometimes considered juvenile or too young for an adult to wear, but I strongly disagree.

Here is my argument FOR the bow and four ways it could be worn:

1. With a bun for a pop of color.

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2. Hold hair back slightly on side (this would work great with a set of swoopy bangs).

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3. At the end of a braid.

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4. At the top of a collar (instant bow tie!)

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So…did I sell you? Are you going to start wearing bows?

Happy Fashion Friday!

Not A Team Player

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(Blouse (actually a dress): Plato’s Closet  Skirt: Goodwill  Belt: ???  Shoes: HandMeDown (Steve Madden))

I was going to write this post and tell you how non-athletic I am, in my wonderful self-depricating ways. But then I thought about it and realized, I’m not “non-athletic”, I just really suck at team sports. In high school, I ran varsity track with the 100 meter hurdles being my event and I loved it, so I’m fully capable of competing in an athletic event as long as it’s just me and myself to take care of. Don’t get me wrong, I love cheering on my teammates and encouraging anyone, but I’m severely lacking in the competitive category. I don’t really give a darn if we win or lose, I just enjoy playing. When I was in first grade, I played soccer (Go Mermaids!). First off, not too many 6-year-olds are into team sports, but I was the worst. I would stand in the middle of the field, picking flowers and talking to the other team members (“Hi, I’m Rena, what’s your name?”), all while the ball flew past me. So next time we are lined up to choose teams and you’re the team captain, might wanna pass on me and just let me sit on the sidelines with my pom-poms.