Day 116

Here's a little tidbit of information about today's outfit... It got peed on.

That said, let me give you a little piece of advice.

The next time you're facilitating play with a 2-year-old during a play-based assessment, be mindful of the fact that even though they are "potty trained", accidents happen. Also, preschoolers are sneaky. I encourage you to be on the look out for those that have these alleged "accidents", then later ask you to help them with their shoes in the vicinity of where the incident occurred. If you're an empathetic and compassionate individual like myself, whose potential purpose in life is caring for children, you might not notice the pee puddle on the carpet and sit directly in it.  Preschoolers are not to be trusted. Consider this a warning.

One day, you'll look back at this and thank me.

You're welcome.

Day 115

Things to work on:

1. Smiling more on Monday morning.
2. Looking less tired on Monday morning.
3. Planning outfits ahead of time in general, but especially for Monday morning.

Day 114

It's a double picture post Sunday.

Thanks to traveling, I'm changing up the scenery a little bit.

 Choo Choo.

Day 113

I had the pleasure of hanging out with Swearing Off Shopping's self-proclaimed biggest fan this weekend... Hi Luis :)

Day 112

"Playing dress up begins at age 5 and never truly ends."

                                                                     -Kate Spade

Day 111

Blog post.

Day 111.

No one is creative all the time.

Day 110

Hi there. Nice to see you.

Welcome to my outfit viewing.

Thanks for stopping by.

Day 109

I normally take a picture before I go to work...

Today was not one of those days.

This is why I look disheveled and my hair is literally all over the place. I didn't bother cropping off my head because, let's face it, I'm just an all around hot mess today.

Even my dog, who is normally a camera whore, is too embarrassed to fully show himself with me.

...and I'm not even going to get into the fact that my car was mistakenly towed out of the parking lot owned by my employer.

Day 108

Black, white, and grey for a Monday...

Day 107

I wore this out to a casual Sunday brunch with my Mom and the Huz'. Then, promptly took it off when I saw this picture.  Let's chat for a minute about the concept of this slightly too casual, overly flowy, elephant colored cardigan and how not flattering it it is. We won't even get into my hair or face because as you can see, that's already been taken care of. I tried to pull it together with boots and a colorful scarf, but thanks to this whole concept of taking a picture of myself every day, I can safely assure you that this cardigan is moving into the dresser drawer I have mentally labeled "things I throw on to wear to and from the yoga studio or other exercise related venue."

Brunch on the other hand? Delicious. 
And the company, even better.

Day 106

Concert apparel.

Day 105

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ellipses are the sluts of punctuation.
                        -Awkward

Day 104

Do you see how I just switched sides on you?

It's trickery. This blog can't even handle me right now...

I doubt the club could either.

Day 103

Here's a fun fact: When I wear a plain and simple outfit like this, I feel like I have to make up for it with the use of the highest level of my already impeccable grammar and even better diction.

Today, I just can't take the pressure, so if you wouldn't mind just taking some time to focus on the fact that I accessorized with a scarf and perfectly coordinated my shoes with my belt, I'd really appreciate it.

Day 102

I shouldn't wait until this late at night to post... so tired.

It's like middle of nowhere desert in my head right now. I think there might actually be tumbleweed rolling around up there.

Day 101

All that "100" talk was exhausting... casual Monday.

It's important that you try.

Day 100

Happy 100 days of Swearing off Shopping

and

Happy Birthday, Adam.

The fireworks may be excessive, I'm not even half way [that's depressing].


I've never bowled over 100 in my life... still true. 
Bowling shoes. 
You're welcome.

Day 99

If you're having girl problems I feel bad for you son, I got 99 problems but [an outfit] ain't one

Hit me

Day 98

Wow. Now this is a boring, colorless ensemble.

It's what's on the inside that counts, right? Haha, who am I kidding... take it away, Jim Carrey.

Day 97

If you're like me when you come home from work, you sometimes like to sit on the couch, eat an entire bowl of homemade Parmesan Garlic popcorn, and watch mindless TV with your dog...

Perhaps you are a Jeopardy fan like Nugget, or maybe you're a little more like me and prefer Wheel of Fortune. If you watched tonight, you may have noticed... Vanna White was wearing pants.

I didn't think she was allowed to do that. I don't know about you, but this feels a little bit like the time I found out the tooth fairy wasn't real. As for Vanna (and/or her stylist), wearing trousers on the job would be like me wearing sweatpants to work (which I clearly do not do). She doesn't even have to buy her own clothes for work and she's probably never had to repeat an outfit. I'm pretty sure she hasn't run out of dress options, so there's really no excuse for this type of behavior.

Day 96

It's probably for the best that I just keep my thoughts to myself today.

Oh hey, check it out...

Champagne Thursday came early this week.

Day 95

Here I am with clothes on.

Here is my dog's behind without clothes on. (Now you know how he really feels about you...)

Day 94

Is anyone out there impressed that I've made it this long? Because, I'll be honest... I'm shocked to have made it this far. I'm sorry for the one word posts this past weekend, and I'm sorry that I appear to be dressed like a homeless person today. I'm currently in a fight with the whole notion of clothes. Probably the idea of not shopping and this blog too. Clearly, my dog is in agreement with all of the above.

Sooo, I just did some simple mathematics (my math skills don't actually go beyond "basic" level, however I can calculate "__ percent off" in any clothing store like a real pro.) Anyway, as a result of the simple math I just conducted, I have ascertained that I will reach 100 days on my husband's birthday. Ironic? Maybe. But most of all, Happy Birthday, I just saved us a bunch of money on our car insurance as a result of not shopping.* You're welcome.

*I already bought him a present. I may be bitter about not shopping, but I'm still a decent wife. Besides, if I plan something fun for his birthday, maybe I can start thinking about what I will wear that day (hopefully by then I won't hate clothes so much).

Day 93

Sunday.

Day 92

Saturday.

Day 91

Friday.

Day 90

If I had been doing P90x for this long, just think of how RIPPED I'd be...

Which reminds me, Hun cal?!? HUN CAL?!

"Our diet starts tomorrow..."

You're welcome.

Day 89

Excuse me, but I'm gonna need to crank through some sweaters while it's still winter... It's only a matter of months before I can't wear them anymore.

As I'm sure you're aware, it's a proven fact that spring comes when you stop dressing like it's winter.  I like to think the best time to do this is March 1st.

Day 88

Back to work today.

Not thrilled.

New goal: Win powerball, then become a volunteer at schools and hospitals...

Fact: If I won the powerball, I still wouldn't buy clothes until October 2012.

Dedicated to Swearing off Shopping?  Yes.
Motivated to work after having time off?  No.

Day 87

Soo... tonight was the season premiere of The Bachelor. We may or may not have attempted to dress as if we were contestants on the show. Some of us are ready for a rose ceremony, others possibly a 1 on 1 date, and we've even got the girl who potentially did not receive a rose because she drank too much.

Yes, there are rose petals on the floor.

Day 86

I don't love champagne today.

At all.

Happy 2012!