Friday, December 16, 2011

Mom Jeans


Shirt: GAP Jeans: MIH Roadtrip Shoes: Tory Burch
Everybody needs a great pair of good great fitting pair of Mom Jeans. Just not the the acid washed ones from 1990 that you are wearing now. A pair with a great fit, an updated wash and a rise high enough to bend over and pick up a crying child. Look no further that the MIH roadtrip jean. They are the original British Jean. If you can find thse in the US for a reasonable price buy them. They will be the best jeans you ever own. This is a great outfit for a sightseeing trip in Hilton Head but the only place I went was the carpool line and Walmart.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

New Shoelaces



Remember when you were a kid and you got new shoelaces? I thought I was the ish. Made the shoes brand new again. So I recently had a horrific bike accident which involved cutting my laces from around the pedal. Ruined a perfectly good pair of Chuck Taylors. While I was shopping for a new pair and telling the guy at Foot Locker all of my troubles, he suggested I buy some laces. I still wasn't convinced he would be able to make my chucks whole again. *sniff* But he found me some Mr. Fatty flat laces just like my old ones and restored my shoes. I get that 8 year old excited feeling every time I look at them. So I had to interrupt the denim reviews to wear my Chucks today. This would have been a great outfit to grab some lunch with a friend but the only place I went was the carpool line. Well there and Forever 21.

New Tshirt

I have been stalking the mail lady and Joey not so patiently waiting for my new Barbie Tshirt. Here she is in all her glory. I tried to make the picture look retro because I'm feeling all Shaft.

You see this cat Shaft is a bad mother--
(Shut your mouth)
But I'm talkin' about Shaft
(Then we can dig it)
He's a complicated man
but no one understands him but his woman
(John Shaft)

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

The Denim Kollection

Excuse the title. I just wanted to pretend to be a Kardashian for a minute. The first thing people want to see when they come over to my house is my denim collection. I have been collecting designer denim since June 2004. My first pair was the painted pocket Seven for All Mankind. Sad I know. I can't remember the bar I hooked up with my husband at but I know exactly where and when I bought my first pair of designer jeans. I probably own about 40 pair. I'm scared to count them. My favorite pair is whatever pair I have on. They are like my children. I don't want any of them to feel left out. I have challenged myself to wear every pair I own and review them.  People always ask if they were going to own one pair what should they buy. My standard answer is the pair you look fabulous in without spanx (girls gotta eat) and are the most comfortable. And please no plumbers crack. Without further ado...These are William Rast Jerri Ultra Skinny in Rosewood. William Rast are made by the fabulous Justin Timberlake. Yep that one. Who knew he made jeans. I love love the wash on these but they are absolutely ultra skinny with an extremely low rise. These are what I call posing jeans. Not to be worn when chasing a 2 year old in public. Absolutely no bending over. But perfect for a hot date. Too bad I can't remember the name of that bar....Unfortunately the only place I went was the carpool line.

The Hair

Last Relaxer April 2011
For starters I love big hair. I had been begging my stylist Opal( http://www.opalclark.com/) to make my hair bigger and "not so done" for years. She always gave me the crazy look. People go to the salon to look done, right? Then one fateful day when I was cyber stalking Carly Nickerson's FB page, she liked curlynikki.com. W O W. There was the big hair I had been searching for. Still not convinced that my hair could ever look like those lovely ladies, I kept relaxing (straightening for my melanin deprived friends) the hair. Fed up with the straight plain look in between relaxing appointments, I went in search of another haircut. Opal was ignoring me. Later I found out her cellphone wasn't working. My neighbor sent me to her girl. While I'm yelling at her, make it bigger kinda like bed head. She said if you want bigger why don't you go natural. In shock, she too is melanin deprived. I unloaded all my what ifs. But she was straight like ,"If you don't like it just relax it again. Plus you can get all kinds of scarves and accessories". Seems simple now, right? (I know it's not that simple. I could get into the years of racial BS and hair issues but my motto is "Keep It Moving". I don't have time to waddle in the past because I'm missing my present.) At the moment, I am loving playing with my natural hair. I haven't seen it since the 6th grade at Styx River Water World. I won't call any names, Girl Scout Troop 113. You know who you are. They were teasing me about my coily, kinky, curly hair. I went home in tears and got my hair relax the next day.

Monday, December 12, 2011

Haddock Family Christmas Party


This was the outfit I wore to the Haddock family Christmas party at Pete's Pig Palace. Ha ha ha. The hubs told me I wasn't matching. He owns 30 pair of khaki pants. So, I figured it was perfect.

Backstory

My only goal in life as a child was to grow up and have a banging shoe closet with a pair of red stilettos tucked inside. Red stilettos are really frowned on in the small Alabama town I grew up in. Lets just say I grew up in sweater twin set kind of town when on the inside I'm a leopard print pants kind of girl. Sigh. I swore I would break free and find  that leopard print town. But what did I do. I married a khaki and golf shirts kind of man and moved to a new sweater twin set city in South Carolina. But then I met Joey the UPS man. He told me I could have anything I wanted and he would bring them to me. I swear I hear angels every time he stops by. Growing tired of the sideways glaces and stares at my outfit and color choices in the sweater twin set community, I decided to share my outfits, obsessions, and great deals I find with the world. Hence carpoolstylez was born. Because you never know what I may show up in the carpool line in. Ooh I feel a rap song coming along.