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Stockholm, Day 9

Thursday, April 15th, 2010

Stockholming Myself is the brainchild of the brilliant Temerity Jane. If you want to join in, she’s got a whole thing going on over there – check it out. It’s not a diet thing, it’s not a weight loss group, and it’s not NOT those things, either. It’s looking at yourself every single day until you like what you see – either through change or through acceptance. I’m in it for reasons I explain a little here.

Shirt, one of my new Ann Taylor Loft purchases (you know, before I literally froze my credit cards and gave my mother control of my savings account). Slacks, Gap. Flower pin, Ann Taylor Loft. Puppy in the background, my eight year old cairn terrier Cloey licking her lips post breakfast. Head, missing. Bracelet, piece of PVC covered in black knitting that I bought somewhere in Breckenridge for my brother's girlfriend and then forgot to give to her.

I think that one of the reasons that I like buying new clothes so much is because when I’m wearing something new, it’s what I see when I look at myself. Like getting a new haircut – I’m actually anxious to go to the mirror. Oh, hi, new shirt! Gosh, you sure are looking cute today!

Then when I’ve worn it a couple of times, it’s back to being regular old me. Perhaps there’s something to be done. Maybe I can hand over the wardrobe reins to someone else. I could have my uber stylish friends Queen B (not to be confused with the equally stylish Beauty Queen) and Suzan go through my closet and confiscate clothes until I forget about them, like I do with my dogs and their toys.

I actually had a dream that someone else was going to get to decide what I wore every day. The only day the dream covered, whoever it was picked something like this:

Which, awesome. If I were six and going to a garden party.

Stockholm, Day 8

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

Stockholming Myself is the brainchild of the brilliant Temerity Jane. If you want to join in, she’s got a whole thing going on over there – check it out. It’s not a diet thing, it’s not a weight loss group, and it’s not NOT those things, either. It’s looking at yourself every single day until you like what you see – either through change or through acceptance. I’m in it for reasons I explain a little here.

Sweater - Gap. I think. Pink button up shirt - Old Navy. Jeans - these awesome Vigoss sailor jeans that I wish you could see better but that's what I get for forgetting to take a picture before I leave the house. Shoes - fuzzy lined Crocs, because I needed the comfort today so shut up.

Every night, TJ posts all of the Stockholming links from that day. Since I do my post in the morning, I’m usually a little out of sync with what she’s saying on any given day, but what she said last night was coincidentally something Crockett and I were discussing in the car last night. In speaking about clothing, she asked “Do you skip over a trend or style you really like in favor of something you like less, but suits your body type a little better? ”

Last night I was telling Crockett that I feel really fortunate that the styles right now are well suited to me. If I’d been a professional woman in the 80s, I would have looked absolutely ridiculous or completely out of fashion every single day – those gigantic shoulder pads do not mesh well with 5 feet of height, trust me. I look like I’m just going to topple over. Now, however, cardigans and skinny belts and embroidered tee shirts are everywhere – and those are my favorite things. Even the boyfriend jeans trend, which I loathed when it came out, is awesome because now I’m actually encouraged to cuff my jeans. No more exorbitant hemming fees! Even saying that out loud makes me a happy girl.

I’m actually a little worried to see what next season will bring. If low rise jeans come back, I might just play the ‘I’m 30 and I can wear high waisted pants if I want to’ card…. but probably not.

And all of this is part of the larger question TJ was asking. Right now, the trends I like do look good on me – but I am really quite malleable. If Tavi thinks I should be wearing something, even if it looks like crap on me, I probably will. TJ wanted to know if I would pass up a trend I liked if it didn’t look good on me, and the answer is no. In fact, I probably wouldn’t pass up a trend at all, whether I liked it or not.

I’m such a follower. However, right now at least, I’m a follower with cute clothes.

P.S. My hair probably doesn’t look that different after my haircut yesterday, but believe me when I tell you it’s about 40% of its prior mind-of-its-own self. If I can just figure out how to make it all sleek like Emmy did yesterday, I’ll take a good picture of it.

Stockholm, Day 7

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

Day 7? Can that possibly be right?
Stockholming Myself is the brainchild of the brilliant Temerity Jane.

Shirt- Gap. Skirt- Banana Republic (and you can't see but it has a wicked sexy exposed zipper all the way up the back). Shoes- Target. Yes, I do buy 98% of my clothing at one of four stores, but really, don't most people?

In direct opposition to yesterday, today I feel cu-uu-uute. I love it and wanna run around and meet new people. Also, today I am getting my hairs cut, cause my Stockholming ladies assured me that it’s something that people with long hair do in fact do.

P.S. Please forgive any formatting oddities. I’m posting from my iPad and I think there are still some kinks to be worked out, be they WordPress issues or user error.

P.P.S. I commented on everyone’s Dailybooth photo yesterday WITHOUT signing in because I am not very smart sometimes.

Stockholm, Day 6

Monday, April 12th, 2010

One of my very favoritest bloggers, Temerity Jane, recently started a project called ‘Stockholming Myself‘. It’s genius.
In her words:
The theory behind Stockholming Myself, something I made up that is composed of absolutely zero science, is that if I take the dreaded full-length body shot picture every single day, I will either notice gradual change from my diet & exercise plan or, failing that, will learn to like what I’ve got based on continual, unrelenting exposure.
For me it’s slightly different, as I’m not looking for change – I really just need to practice liking how I look.

Shirt, Ann Taylor Loft - you probably can't see but the flowers are three dimensional. Cardigan, Banana Republic- I call it my hipster cardi for reasons even I no longer recall. Jeans, Gap. Belt, um... my closet.

This weekend was a veritable orgy of beer and party food, and I feel fat. Looking at this picture I realize I look exactly the same as I did last week… and yet. I guess it just happens that way sometimes.

I tried something new with the posing this time – actually posing! If I were on ANTM Nigel would be screaming at me ‘where is your other foot?’, but happily, I’m not. Of course, he’d also probably be screaming ‘what happened to the other eight inches of height that are required to be on this show?’. Also, I think (hope) that the whiskering on the jeans is subtler than it looks here.

Stockholm, Day 5

Sunday, April 11th, 2010

One of my very favoritest bloggers, Temerity Jane, recently started a project called ‘Stockholming Myself‘. It’s genius.
In her words:
The theory behind Stockholming Myself, something I made up that is composed of absolutely zero science, is that if I take the dreaded full-length body shot picture every single day, I will either notice gradual change from my diet & exercise plan or, failing that, will learn to like what I’ve got based on continual, unrelenting exposure.
For me it’s slightly different, as I’m not looking for change – I really just need to practice liking how I look.

Boyfriend jeans and grey hoodie. I.e. the only thing I wear most weekends.

I actually looked cute earlier today, as it was my nephew-in-love’s fifth birthday party. I am a leeettle hung over from last night though, and as soon as I got home I busted out the comfy clothes. Yesterday I Stockholmed from a party in Golden – turns out it’s way easier to take and post a picture you’re happy about when you’ve had a couple of beers! (By a couple I mean 5. Just so you know.) Not that I’m recommending that method – it leads to owieness that is completely and totally not worth it.