:: Earn Your Stripes ::

I was born to brunch. It’s by far my favorite meal, for several reasons. During the two years I lived in Tulsa, brunch became T and I’s thing. Since he was in law school, it was more difficult for him to head north, so I added thousands of miles to my car to make it work – typically trekking to the city on Sundays. (I know you’re reading this in the middle of class, so you can’t object to the miles I accumulated during this relationship!) We bounced from brunch to brunch, and I can rattle off the specials or mimosa price on nearly every menu in town. Now that we live less than 150 miles away from each other, we hit up Flint on Sundays. During Fantasy Football season (yes, I know – technically NFL season, but clearly we have to watch multiple different players and not just one specific team), we had to find a place that would give us great food, good prices, a convenient location, a television, and be able to get us out of there by a 12:05 kickoff.

Thus, we found our brunch home at Flint. My personal favorite spot is at the bar, sitting in front of the fire. But that’s because fireplaces hold a special place in my heart. As a child, I used our fireplace as my stage – dancing, singing, and occasionally pretending I was a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader. In college, Josh and I would settle up with our laptops and student organization work by the not one, but TWO fireplaces in Pi Phi, which Mom Mindy often joined us to enjoy.┬áIf you ever make it to this little gem in the Colcord, do yourself a favor and order the berry compote topped brioche French Toast, Farmers’ Biscuits and Gravy, and if it’s there – the pancake special. You’ll be so content with fullness that you’ll need a mid-day nap. Aren’t those the best?!

I know we’re going to eat a little more than usual on our Sunday fun days, so here is what I throw on to leave a little room for my favorite weekly tradition!

Dress: Gap, Scarf: Coach, Bag: Kate Spade, Watch: Michael Kors, Bracelets: Coach, Juicy Couture, Shoes: Converse, Sunglasses: John Randolph, Ring: David Yurman

Dress: Gap, Scarf: Coach, Bag: Kate Spade, Watch: Michael Kors, Bracelets: Coach, Juicy Couture, Shoes: Converse (You have to see these beauties in person – they sparkle, but not with glitter or rhinestones…just lovely!), Sunglasses: John Randolph, Ring: David Yurman

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Hellooooooo brunch!

Hellooooooo brunch!

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:: Going Rogue ::

“Life is a party. Dress like it.” – Lilly Pulitzer

So often, I wander into my closet, looking at my most prized pieces, and putting them back because it’s “too much” for whatever occasion is in store. Then I got inspired by Blair Eadie and decided to throw together all the things I had been wanting to wear and were instead beautifully decorating the interior of my closet. It was time to go rogue… and not in the Sarah Palin way.

Skirt: Shoptiques, Top: J.Crew, Jacket: H&M, Sunglasses: John Randolph, Belt: Vintage, Boots: Tory Burch, Necklace: Max and Chloe, Bracelets: , Nails: Nails INC -

Skirt: Shoptiques, Top: J.Crew, Jacket: H&M, Sunglasses: John Randolph, Belt: Vintage, Boots: Tory Burch, Clutch: Christopher Kon, Necklace: Max and Chloe, Bracelets: Seasonal Whispers, Anthropologie, Rings: C.Wonder, David Yurman, Nails: Nails INC – Regent Street

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:: Jailbird ::

Top: J.Crew, Skirt: Shoptiques, Shoes: steve Madden, Jewelry: Max and Chloe, Kate Spade, Sunglasses: Fendi

Top: J.Crew, Skirt: Shoptiques, Shoes: Steve Madden, Jewelry: Max and Chloe, Kate Spade, Sunglasses: Fendi

And like that, a paper doll jail-bird was born. Well, born about twenty-four years ago. I’ve always loved fashion – the fabric, embellishments, and most importantly – how wearing something you love can put you in a totally different mood. It’s like ice cream, but less fattening.

I suppose I really have my sister to thank for my passion – the first time I ever selected my own outfit was the day she was born. It was in that moment that I opted to tell a teensy weensy white lie to the neighbor that I was allowed to dress myself. You think I threw on something wild like my ballet leotard with silver, glittered cowboy boots and a pony tail? No. Although, I would have beaten Lady Gaga to the punch if I had. I donned an outfit which said “big sister” but “totally teenage Barbie.” Clearly, this meant a white jean skirt with a purple top and matching, embellished white jean vest. An obvious choice for a five-year-old.

As I grew older, I was taught the value of a dollar – and how far that dollar would go if you were a savvy shopper who could “dig.” This served me well as I spent two years teaching preschool with Teach For America. I was constantly on the look out for inexpensive, dispensable wardrobe items, to be stained by homemade play-doh, markers that aren’t as washable as they claim, and bodily fluids which were not my own. This is part of closing the achievement gap, and if I had more energy and a place to call home, I would have followed those little buggers until they graduated high school.

This blog has been my dream ever since I began stalking following Blair Eadie and telling everyone I know that she could totally be my sister. But for real – don’t you see the resemblance? We’re just off by a few inches, a few pounds, and a few 0’s at the end of our paychecks. I hope you enjoy some aspect of this – whether it’s my rambling ways or the photos which cost me brunch, and an afternoon of cheering on fantasy football players. Welcome!