Posts tagged ‘Makeover’

February 15, 2011

get it ripe, get it right, get it tight

Tights have taken over my winter routine. Rarely a day passes without a pair saving me from frostbite on a 50* morning in SF. heh.  So I thought I’d share my love/hates.

Favorite, by far, is Banana Republic… particularly the Chevron pointelle.  Nice fit and they breathe. plus they’re not the usual opaque.

Next, HUE is a solid staple.  I like their heavier Modal blends, but the waistband goes a bit wacky after a few washings.  Still, they’re very warm.  My cream pair often plays the part of PJ pants under drafty nightshirts.

Next, I’d go for Calvin Klein.  They’re nothing remarkable, except that I like the paper-thin waistband.. pretty much nonexistent, actually. looks smooth under clingy dresses.

Lastly, I have to hate on Target.  I know, but eesh. Their Merona tights are freaky.. they stretch in weird places. Plus, I put my finger straight thru a new pair during an ugly battle for even coverage.  I knew there’d be trouble when I held them up.  They looked like two deflated utters, and not in a hot way.  They just don’t hold up.

Generally, I go for tights shaped like a leg rather than the strange sausage version.  If they’re constructed with a sock-type foot, they usually fit better than the stretchy-tube brands.  CK doesn’t do the foot shape, but they’re long and skinny, so they shape to your leg nicely.

So, there ya go. My 2c on leg skins:)

January 2, 2011

This is tha remix

Wow. January. so hey, you’re early.

Ran fresh out of patience for listening to my own head voice for bloggy type stuff over the mad holiday week.  Don’t know if I can stand myself for 365 days of this, actually.  tho 2 down! heh.

Thankfully, I’m right on track with the better wardrobe focus.  Successfully made it 48 hours sans pants!  and December was a nice way to switch over.  My reservation at Foreign Cinema did all I hoped and more.  Felt great wearing a new dress and the dinner was lovely! highly recommended.. esp, for a date. lots of cozy nooks and warm candles.

I do think this month will be more challenging.  January is made for layers of flannel.  and Harley was SO right, giving up warm pajamas is the toughest.  I kept my furry Conan boots on all evening yesterday, which did nothing for the favorite nightshirt and tights.. sort of Jen Aniston plays Valeria. non hot.

So now I’m on the hunt for a less humiliating solution for toasting my freezing toes. I am NOT a fan of the fat-footed fluffy slipper.. always hated how your feet look like they’re being partially digested by two house cats. ack!  gotta shop.

oh! and I did my first skort run with beaming pride today (tho my time was not that of a Hyrkanian archer;).  It was a looong 2 miles, but I did it.

and I did it in a skirt:)

Happy New Year Bloggers!

December 17, 2010

Crystal World with Winter Flowers

Turn my days to frozen hours.  ba-duh-duh

right, so I’m not lovin the thermal look, but hey, Tahoe and all. Some of the comments are golden tho. I like the Noisy! post “sounds like old granny sweats”. heh, sold!

December 7, 2010

Bottoms Up

but only coffee in my cup. bout to tear this dresser up… ok, I’m done.

Digging in!  bedroom’s a mess but the progress feels good.  Wow tho, I just keep findin pants, they’re everwheres.  So far I’ve counted 14 jeans! why do I wear the SAME 3 pair each week??

and I’ve yet to start on the closet.  way more work than anticipated.

Always nice to have pet support tho. Clearly he approves;)

December 3, 2010

Naked In The Rain

Slow start this morning. gray and cold in the city.  San Francisco cold, but still.  Crawled out of bed 15 mins late and pulled on The Ugliest oversized sweatshirt evar (a’ la Old Navy). seriously, it’s custom ugly.. washed and worn until the softest possible level of distress, then turned inside out for maximum smooth.  No patience for pantsless fuss.  I just wanted to be warm and I am. time left to digress.

But that tattered rag didn’t go over my head without a second thought.  Everything I slip on lately comes with a super annoying reminder “only three more weeks of sloveny goodness”.  which is definitely for the best, but yes, annoying.  I want to be comfortable, especially at 7:15AM. without all the metal nagging.

So now, naturally, I’m mulling over lame details. like, are leggings pants? can I wear them under a gown to stay toasty?? doesn’t sound like cheating, but it feels slightly lazy. guess I should just go with tights.  But thankfully, the dilemma isn’t likely to throw the earth off its axis.

Tho a couple of DEAR friends;p have pointed out a few snags that might rattle a girl’s confidence.  Running and Sleeping.  two of my favorite things.  The solutions to both fall on opposite ends of cool.  Sleep is easy.. several choices of appropriate (and better yet, inappropriate!) nightgowns lay waiting to snooze me thru 2011.  but RUNNING. jeepers, people, the horror.  The Sport Skort might somehow squeeze it’s eff’d up, bipolar-blended Lycra into my workout dresser.

but I’ve yet to commit to that one in my head.  I mean, what’s the point of cleaning up your slacker style if you then choose to jog into GG park looking like an uptight Marin housewife? next I’ll be wearing a bright pink Lulu earwarmer and matching gloves.  er, not that there’s anything wrong with that. heh. hmmm.

Anyway, I really unlike the exercise options. Can’t decide if I should just write in a secret proviso and keep all my running gear safely tucked away. HOW WILL YOU KNOW??;)

Regardless, the rest sticks. All pants, including PJs (aaaaaarrrggg!), and ok maaaaybe possibly workout togs, must go by Jan 1. I’m doing it.

So, Monday will kick off a week of sorting and boxing! and I’m stupid excited about the change.

Back in a couple..

Happy weekend, folks!

December 2, 2010

The Countdown

Nearly time to start again.  A new year, a new challenge, a new hobby.. er, is blogging a hobby?  I say yes.  Regardless, it’s how I want to spend the next 12+ months.  Talking about clothes, mostly, and probably a dash of food chatter, cosmetics, hair.  basically anything light and flighty I feel needs a good venting.  Nothing life-altering or pivotal. just levity.

So, The Challenge – I aim to give up PANTS for one year.  hot or cold, rain or shine.. no pants shall pass. period.  Over the next few weeks, I will box each and every pair of easy jeans, chinos, slacks, and trousers I own, and hide them deep in the recesses of my garage for as long as I can stand it.

What the devil is wrong with a nice pair of designer legs, you might ask if you were still reading?  I’ll explain, best I can.

For me, comfy pants have come to represent all that’s meh about my life.  It’s the easy road. lazy way of schlepping out into the world to deal with the already-way-too-humdrum tasks a day brings.  They’re at the hub of giving up.  They invite bad company like Merrells and Hanes underwear.  They welcome in baggy sweaters, sporty totes, cotton ankle socks.. their phlegmatical approach to style is widespread and rarely uplifting.

My hope, in giving them up, is to gain something back. reclaim a pinch of grace and poise.  Not to mention the scads of skirts and dresses haunting my closet from a former career life.  Things I’ve saved for the next workplace I’ve yet to land in.  I’m just tired of waiting for when.  I want to wear those nice pieces again and feel excited about finding new additions!  Shopping (and cooking, come to think of it) has fallen into survival mode.  I want the joy back.

And if you follow along, you might find your own Pants by year’s end.  The drab, tired thing keeping you from living in all CAPS!  maybe it’s the green hoodie with the curry stain on the cuff. or the boyfriend.  Toss them to the curb and see if you implode. it’s unlikely.

Ok, I’m off to think. actually a bit nervous when it comes to real action. just bought a new pair of Jambu Himalayas:( but yes, clear cry for wardrobe intervention!

this better work.