Day 54

I've been getting calls from a random number for the last three days. Roughly 5-7 times per day. So I took it upon myself to do a little research. Turns out it's a Jersey number. I think it might be Snookie. 

The number is listed as a landline, so I'm pretty sure I'm getting calls from a duck phone.

Are you there God?
It's me. Cassie. I'm getting calls from a small person on a mallard.

Day 53

My dog decided to make an appearance again. I'm not sure why he's got his eyes closed. I didn't even know he could do that.

Maybe he's trying to be more like me and now prefers not to make direct eye contact with the camera for the purpose of a blog.

He's even got the turning his head to the side and looking off into nothing thing happening.

I am completely ridiculous.

And he's still hip sitting. At least today he has the decency to keep his legs closed.

Day 52

Mondays after a vacation are just the worst.

It's a wonder I even got dressed today.

You're welcome.

Day 51

Somewhere in Nebraska...

This is what I chose to wear for a 13 hour road trip. That sure is a shiny vest.

Day 50

Somewhere in Minnesota...

I reached 50 days.

High Five.

Day 49

Look what I can do.

It's Black Friday, and yes, I went shopping. That being said, I think now is a good time to clarify the specifics of what Swearing off Shopping (or SOS) really means for me. Here is a sample list of things I did not swear off shopping for:

1. a house
2. flannel sheets
3. dog treats
4. small appliances
5. jewelery
6. home decor
7. cosmetics
8. gifts for other people (including clothes)
9. soup
10. cold weather accessories

And here is a list of everything I did Swear off Shopping for:

1. Tops: sweaters, blouses, tanks, T's, cardigans, blazers, & sweatshirts
2. Bottoms: pants, shorts, skirts, leggings, jeans, pajama jeans, corduroys & trousers
3. Other: dresses, jumpers, rompers, one piece snowsuits, footed pajamas, pajamas of any kind, & swimsuits

It has been 49 days since my last clothing purchase.

Day 48

How to dress for Thanksgiving:                                                          

1.   Wear a baggy sweater so you can eat as much as you want.

2.   Wear skinny jeans so you can't eat that much.

3.   Who cares about what you're wearing - it's Thanksgiving, enjoy the food and family. That's the good stuff, and I am very thankful.                               

Gobble. Gobble.

Day 47

I got a new door.

No, no I didn't. This is a door at my parent's house, which is a good place to be. Wearing patriotic colors without realizing it until you see a picture of yourself, maybe not so much.

While spending entirely too much time in a car today, I came to several important conclusions, with the most important being...

There are three types of people I don't trust in this world.

1. People who wear sunglasses indoors, 
2. People with gender-ambiguous names, and
3. People at truck stops.

Be on the lookout.

Day 46

No, those flowers are not coming out of my chin.
Yes, that is a necklace.

Hi there. Meet the most comfortable cardigan I own. It's an oldy but a goody.

Hey. After today, I don't have to work for 5 days and that feels amazing.

Let's give it up for Turkey.

Day 45

Oh hey. Welcome to Swearing off Shopping day 45.

For the love of everything in the world, EVER... if you have not already seen them, I strongly suggest you watch the following videos:

Last year, my friend Jenni introduced me to this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF9-sEbqDvU

... and then a couple weeks ago, this happened:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66tKMtoTveU

Ah-MAZE.

You're welcome.

Day 44

There he goes again. Hip sitting just enough so you can tell he's got boy parts...

I don't know why he chooses to expose himself like that. He just does.

But I told him when he was young... 
"We are all born superstars...

There's nothing wrong with lovin' who you are 
Cause He made you perfect, dog.

Just put your paws up
Cause, Nugget you were born this way."

Link to this song on your blog:
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Day 43

Check out crazy eyes.

I swear, I do dress up and actually leave my house on Saturdays.  Maybe not today, but it does happen.

My house is spotless and I am almost completely caught up on work. That needed to happen. This outfit might be lame but it's productive.

Look at us, I bet we make you want to be lame slash productive (slash crazy eyed) too...

Day 42

Note to self: Post to blog before work on Friday's.

Sorry.

I don't wanna.

Day 41

I'd like to branch out and find a new picture spot... Is the door getting boring? It's boring isn't it? Maybe I'll work on it.  But probably not. Change is hard.

I feel it's important for you to know that I tried to keep my scarf off to the side today... it looked better that way. Similar to an ascot.

Most of the time it was off to the side, and I'm sorry that I failed to portray that in today's photo. It's a silky scarf. Slippery. I kept having to adjust it.

You're just going to have to use your imagination.

Day 40

I don't really know what's happening here.

I do not love this outfit, not even a little bit.

I look like a monk from the future. This outfit may have been stolen from the wardrobe department of a Star Trek set. (Shout out to my Dad for giving me the ability to use Star Trek in my repertoire of references.)

I couldn't find anything to wear this morning. There are still clothes all over my bedroom floor. Why? Because that's what I do when I hate clothes.

I used to like this sweater vest thingy because it has a hood. You can't actually see it (obvs), which is unfortunate for me. It doesn't matter though, I still don't love this outfit. In general.

You win some. You lose some. It sucks when you have made a life choice to blog about it.

Excuse me, I have to go clean my bedroom.

Day 39

Insert something witty and intellectually stimulating here...

I have too much to do tonight.

This is because I am a skilled procrastinator.

I do enjoy this outfit though. Hope you're all okay with me liking myself sometimes.  

Stay classy.

Day 38

Oh, heyyyyyyyyy.

I found a homemade coupon.  It's one Adam made for me somewhere in the range of 2-3 years ago (for Christmas or a birthday or something)... It has yet to be used and it says this:

Good for ONE Cute Outfit

Includes: Shirt, pants, and shoes.

And... it has no expiration date.
KAPOW! *kicks like a ninja*

Oh no she didn't.

Yes. Yes, I did. Adam will probably try to find a loophole ...Sorry buddy, but homemade coupons are legit, for real. Like diamonds.

Day 37

If I look tired, it's because I am.

Normally, I have a strict, no pictures while wearing a puffy vest policy. Comfy, but never figure flattering.

The things I do for this blog...

Day 36

Oh. Hi.

Here is outfit number 36 in action. It may or may not also double as promotion for Denver's greatest Pedal Pub. Those people behind me also double as my friends in real life. I love them.

Additionally, I feel it's worth noting that my sweatshirt, with it's very versatile hood, makes it possible for me to double as Elliot from E.T. Unfortunately though, I think it's busted or something because I was unable to fly us into the sky...

Day 35

There's something you should know about me.

I really like champagne.

There's something you should know about my dog.

He can be a real hooker sometimes.

Before Adam left for work this morning, he suggested we go out for dinner tonight. My very logical and intentionally over excited but slightly obnoxious response was, "Ooh, like a date?! I'm excited!!" (I really was excited. I love food, restaurants, and dressing up for dinner.)

Then... 4 o'clock came and I didn't feel like getting dressed up anymore, so I called Adam to express my feelings of laziness, and he brought Indian food home instead. Mix that with champagne and my dog, who clearly needs me to scratch his belly at this very second, and you get this.

Day 34

Okay, I can't deal with this shoulder length hair situation today. I think it's time to make a hair appointment. Maybe I need a new color to distract myself through the next 2 inches or so of hair growth. Probably gonna need a new style.

I digress. This is really not about my hair.

But seriously, I just threw up in my mouth a little bit. How do we feel about hair extensions? My opinion is pending.

Red jeans and scarves with stripes, I still feel inexplicably decent about. So, at least there's that.

Day 33

Meet one of my favorite skirts. Additionally, if you have not already been properly introduced, meet this cobalt blue and black color combination. I happen to dig it.

The following is a list of things I also dig. In random order:

1. Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream.
2. Snuggle dryer sheets.
3. The bear on the Snuggle dryer sheet box.
4. Paul Rudd.
5. Putting people who think they know everything in their place.
6. Scarves (obviously).
7. And finally, this scene from "Baby Mama": 

Did you just stick your gum under my coffee table? 
I don't know. 

What do you mean, you don't know? You think you're at an Arby's right now? 

You know what? I wish I was at an Arby's 'cause there's better food and cooler people there! 

Did you stick ALL this gum under here? 

I don't know! Maybe you stuck some of it under there. 
Yeah, actually, you might be right. 'Cause sometimes, when I work a really long day, I like to come home and chew a huge wad of Bubblicious gum and stick it under my reclaimed barnwood coffee table! 

Bitch, I don't know your life! 

Day 32

What? My head has been cropped? Oh. Woops.
Yep. That happened again.

My face was not so blog-tastic in today's picture... and I have every right to crop out the things I don't like. You're welcome. If I could crop the entire picture today, I probably would. Let's just say, this outfit makes me glad I've sworn off wearing the same thing more than once for a year. I felt so much better about it this morning than I do now. These things sometimes happen. Haters gonna hate.

I do love these corduroys though... next time I wear them, the outfit will be better. That's a promise. Trust me. I don't lie to my friends.

xoxo,

Cassie

Day 31

Today's facial expression appears to indicate it is of critical importance that you take me very very seriously.  The fact that I'm wearing leggings, however, does not. It's a conflict of interest appearance.

In my profession, and in life, I believe it's important to confuse people sometimes.  Is she incredibly serious? Or is she a child at heart wearing adult leg wear made entirely of cotton and spandex? I don't know...

Then, panic sets in. That's how I roll.
Oh. Navy Blue and stripes.

The observant might notice I'm wearing my previously water damaged boots. Good news: a Mr Clean dry sponge does a decent job in cleaning water damaged leather...

Day 30

Today is brought to you by DayQuil. And Kleenex.

I can't decide if I actually look like myself in this hat.

Either way, I love hats.

This morning, I kind of helped the huz' with an outdoor video shoot, and this is how I chose to dress for the occasion...

Sweatpants Sunday got an upgrade.

One month down. Eleven to go.

Cue the music.

Day 29

Sweatpants Sunday has been moved to Saturday this week on account of a sore throat, a runny nose, and sleep deprivation. Also, the semi-cold cloudy weather, the fact that I'm not allowed to leave my house because I have so much work to do, and finally, because let's be honest, no outfit is ever really better than sweatpants.

Do I have any plans of leaving the house tonight? No. I'm probably going to watch the abc Family Channel's Disney Double Feature of Beauty and the Beast and Aladdin. Maybe I'll make some popcorn. I don't know. Things could get crazy.

Day 28

I have a color crush on mustard.  Obsessed.

And I'd probably own quite a few more mustard colored items if... well, you know.

You'll probably be seeing this sweater again as part of another outfit in the near future because in my head I'm convinced it's specifically a fall color. Running out of fall days...

Do yourself a favor, and go buy something mustard. Unless your skin tone is like porcelain... then, definitely don't. People will silently judge you, probably while giving you a fake compliment. Maybe consider red or an icy blue instead.

Just a friendly offering of my opinion. I'm not a fashion rule maker nor am I the boss of you.

Day 27

 Sometimes, you just have to dress like a tootsie roll...

Everybody's gotta be somebody. Today, I'm the somebody who chose to wear an outfit entirely comprised of brown tones.

But let's not focus so much on this outfit.  Instead, take a look at this amazingly cute plaid shirt I bought for my Godson a few months ago.  For the record, I did not swear off buying clothes for him...



Seriously, look at him.  He's adorable.  You're welcome.

Day 26

I woke up to 7 inches of snow on the ground today. Then, in true Colorado fashion, it started melting 30 seconds later.  Puddles and slush everywhere. Leather boots weren't at all logical as they are currently wet - possibly ruined.

Is replacing previously owned damaged articles of apparel acceptable on this venture? I mean if I had some raspberries that were moldy, I'd throw them away and go by some new ones. I freakin' love raspberries. Almost as much as I love these boots... 

I explained my theory to Adam as I showed him my wet boots. His response was, "This is why we can't have nice things." That's what he always says.
(Stuff like this happens to me often, I can't help it.)

Maybe they will dry and be just fine. Or maybe I'm going to need a cobbler, and not the peach kind.

If I could shop, I would definitely probably order these immediately. I love them like I love raspberries.

Day 25

Oh, hey. While you're here. Become a follower. It's important. Don't ask why. Just do it.

I don't care if you don't know how. Figure it out. You're probably smart.

Anyway... here I am in what I'm wearing.

My boots are grey in real life.

I actually look much less like I have Mickey Mouse legs in real life.

Nevermind. Just googled Mickey Mouse.

His shoes are yellow.