<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:02:03.857-08:00</updated><category term='fur'/><category term='vest'/><category term='jumpsuit'/><category term='chinchilla'/><title type='text'>A Tale of Two Styles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-535958029615228151</id><published>2009-04-20T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:39:43.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #65: Closed For Renovations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Se00VK7VI8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pKLK1ac7W-M/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326971472564265922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Se00VK7VI8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pKLK1ac7W-M/s400/DSC_0217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, I am so not looking fashionable here. I'm actually in my paint clothes or my creative gear as I like to refer to it. I was actually on my way back outside to paint the fence when it dawned on me how busy C is. She is going to be away for the better part of the coming month and since this particular blog is about both of our styles, I thought why not put this one on hold til' she returns! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note** This photo is supposed to be my viola (or ah-ha) moment!&lt;/span&gt; ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until she returns, I'll be over at &lt;a href="http://operationmodelhut.blogspot.com/"&gt;Operation Modelhut&lt;/a&gt; (I need to get that off the ground anyway!) and C will be at Live to Nibble or&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; flickr (&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cding11/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/cding11/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That way when we reconvene, we'll have something fresh to offer you all, and each other! See you in a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-535958029615228151?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/535958029615228151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-65-closed-for-renovations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/535958029615228151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/535958029615228151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-65-closed-for-renovations.html' title='Update #65: Closed For Renovations'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Se00VK7VI8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pKLK1ac7W-M/s72-c/DSC_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8514473139535760840</id><published>2009-04-16T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T05:31:13.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #64: No Rain Today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeerpFezIWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OvqjhffsjAY/s1600-h/DSC_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeerpFezIWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OvqjhffsjAY/s400/DSC_0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325413806723244386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to do a self portrait, cause the bf had to work a double.  I cut my feet off but you can get the gist of what's going on here.  Today was a gorgeous, sunny and lightly windy spring day.  Just a great day to be outside.  I thought why not try to get one last wear out of this tunic.  And it was simply perfect for the day.  Thanks again C, I really adore this piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Marc Jacobs tunic; Newport News sleeveless turtleneck dress; Victoria's Secret Hosiery; and Harley Davidson boots - though you can't see them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is C.  Sorry I haven't been here.  Busy busy busy.  Truth be told, Gigi is running this site just perfectly without me.  :)  Keep going Gigi!!!!  I do, however, always upload my photos from the camera to my flickr account, so you can see and comment on them there if you'd like.  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cding11/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/cding11/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8514473139535760840?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8514473139535760840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-64-no-rain-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8514473139535760840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8514473139535760840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-64-no-rain-today.html' title='Update #64: No Rain Today!!!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeerpFezIWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OvqjhffsjAY/s72-c/DSC_0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-6480830726461813030</id><published>2009-04-15T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:33:44.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #63: Puttin' on the Ritz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeZsxPjzsMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/XFnhPPHs1o8/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeZsxPjzsMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/XFnhPPHs1o8/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325063202658300098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi there folks. We're back!  I got a nasty stomach flu that put me down for a spell, but I'm ready to give this fashion thing one more try. So, this is my goodbye to winter photo.  Today is April 15th and typically marks the end of cold weather for GA. I will pack up my scarfs, fedoras, &amp;amp; ties til' the next cold snap. Boy will I miss these accessories. It's fun to hide behind them all. I've had a great time doing just that. I will warn you now that spring/summer is not my strong suit. Thank goodness for C. She's got that all around talent that no matter the season, she's well put together.  I must admit that I love to see this time roll around, as I know she will knock my socks off! And I can't wait. I saw her today in the hall, I don't think she saw me cause I was pushing a very large cart holding lots of boxes.  I smiled big because I knew right then and there, it's gonna to be one hell of a summer for fashion! Anyhow, I promise to do what I can to keep you folks entertained, but don't get your hopes up is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Fedora, Tie, Cuff links &amp;amp; Cane all Vintage; Kashmere scarf; Brooks Brothers shirt; Thrifted vest; Buffalo by David Bitton pants; Marc Fisher wingtip shoes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeZsxPN8LeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3mhqMV1OgGM/s1600-h/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeZsxPN8LeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3mhqMV1OgGM/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325063202566581730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, so I totally feel like I missed a day in my life.  It stormed really bad on Friday (we lost power for a spell), therefore, I didn't have a chance to post Good Friday's photo.  Here it is.  I hope C will post her's too.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage fedora; Adriana Papel bolero; Victoria's Secret tank top; Thrifted jeans; Harley Davidson boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-6480830726461813030?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/6480830726461813030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-63-puttin-on-ritz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6480830726461813030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6480830726461813030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-63-puttin-on-ritz.html' title='Update #63: Puttin&apos; on the Ritz'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SeZsxPjzsMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/XFnhPPHs1o8/s72-c/DSC_0207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7300820413715427586</id><published>2009-04-09T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T03:33:59.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #62: A Day Of Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sd6Qwk056HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wQ3HbKCJnXE/s1600-h/DSC_0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322850973792200818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sd6Qwk056HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wQ3HbKCJnXE/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I didn't really know how to be stylish and functional at the same time. What I mean is, I had to throw around a lot of boxes and sit on the floor. That meant finding something I could feel comfortable in while seated in 'sitting pose' for a better part of the day. This was the best I could do. I guess I should look into a yoga pant that doesn't look like a yoga pant, if you get my drift. That way I can be comfy and still be stylish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Banana Republic t'shirt; Thrifted satin vest; Vintage belt; French Connection pants; Marc Fisher wingtip shoes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sd8gNT9GjII/AAAAAAAACvE/gsehP9QTP1E/s1600-h/CIMG6291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sd8gNT9GjII/AAAAAAAACvE/gsehP9QTP1E/s400/CIMG6291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323008697642159234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't worry, I put on a slip before heading out the door.  This shot almost makes me look like a person of normal height.  How cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7300820413715427586?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7300820413715427586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-62-day-of-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7300820413715427586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7300820413715427586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-62-day-of-comfort.html' title='Update #62: A Day Of Comfort'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sd6Qwk056HI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wQ3HbKCJnXE/s72-c/DSC_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5877078031805033496</id><published>2009-04-08T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:03:00.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #61: Don't Come Around Here No More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sd4bHHWHgSI/AAAAAAAACu8/mrcs_cxzsdo/s1600-h/3425214798_ce10018c18_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sd4bHHWHgSI/AAAAAAAACu8/mrcs_cxzsdo/s400/3425214798_ce10018c18_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322721618643353890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't tell you how wonderful it is to be back sleeping in my own bed.  I doubt that any of you reading this blog has missed me though, considering how nicely gigi had kept up the content. :)  Maybe she should just change the title to A Tale of Ever Evolving Style, so I can just bow out. :)  Anyway, nothing like a little bright colors and sparkles to disguise the many days of not sleeping enough.  Life should be better after I dig myself out of the piles of work I am buried under. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sd0uYqb5FqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pZh_LoY1r8A/s1600-h/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322461335864809122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sd0uYqb5FqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/pZh_LoY1r8A/s400/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Tom Petty &amp;amp; the Heartbreakers. Their music is just killer. When I was much younger, they came out with an Alice in Wonderland type video for their song, &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/videos/tom-petty/18159/dont-come-around-here-no-more.jhtml"&gt;'Don't Come Around Here No More&lt;/a&gt;.' Instantly, I knew I wanted a house like that. I used tell my friends that when I was rich and famous, I'll have a house like that. Well... I'm far from rich or even famous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a whim, I told my bf (who is an artist by trade) that I wanted a house like that. That dear soul went into action and well... it's taken 7 years and we're far from finished, but I can look around and truly see my "wonderland." If not now more than ever, I truly believe in dreaming. I can honestly say that if you hold an image in your head long enough, it will come to fruition. Nearly 20 years later, mine has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Banana Republic cardigan; Diane Von Furstenberg dress; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Harley Davidson boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5877078031805033496?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5877078031805033496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-61-dont-come-around-here-no-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5877078031805033496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5877078031805033496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-61-dont-come-around-here-no-more.html' title='Update #61: Don&apos;t Come Around Here No More'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sd4bHHWHgSI/AAAAAAAACu8/mrcs_cxzsdo/s72-c/3425214798_ce10018c18_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4256480441200511188</id><published>2009-04-07T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:48:56.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #60: Oh Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdvWxQ-FJVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s8GVg3cZdmU/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322083526525658450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdvWxQ-FJVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s8GVg3cZdmU/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hooray!  C has returned.  I know this for fact as I saw her in the flesh.  Poor thing works so hard.  But that's what happens when you're good at what you do.  Am I right?  Anyhow, I have to cut my post short.  The bf just hollered from the kitchen that dinner is almost served!  Mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Zucca jacket refashioned by GigiV.; Thrifted tee; Undersilk; Newport News Leggings; Etienne Aigner boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4256480441200511188?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4256480441200511188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-60-oh-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4256480441200511188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4256480441200511188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-60-oh-happy-day.html' title='Update #60: Oh Happy Day!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdvWxQ-FJVI/AAAAAAAAAPs/s8GVg3cZdmU/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3971973734710927350</id><published>2009-04-06T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:23:46.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #59: Just One More Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdqNtQcNChI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9p9JCucAu5Y/s1600-h/DSC_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321721718338554386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdqNtQcNChI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9p9JCucAu5Y/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Welp, just one more day and I'll have my C back.  I know I keep saying that, but I heard from the top that she'll be back tomorrow.  I tell you what, if it doesn't come to fruition tomorrow, I'll know I have friends in no places!  :)  So C, I'm still hanging on, or shall I say signing on, til' you return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(BCBG cardigan; Diane Von Furstenberg dress - refashioned by GigiV.; Victoria's Secret slip dress; Nordstroms hosiery; Harley Davidson boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3971973734710927350?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3971973734710927350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-59-just-one-more-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3971973734710927350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3971973734710927350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-59-just-one-more-day.html' title='Update #59: Just One More Day'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdqNtQcNChI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9p9JCucAu5Y/s72-c/DSC_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4558803006322877938</id><published>2009-04-03T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:17:24.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #58: One Is The Loneliest Number</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdalhSuKa_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/reaEwCYO3l0/s1600-h/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320622001164545010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdalhSuKa_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/reaEwCYO3l0/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have it on good authority that C will return on the 6&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; or so I hope.  This is no fun without her.  Okay, just half fun.  I need my other half.  Besides, isn't this a tale of &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; styles!  :-)  So, C, travel safely and come back with lots of fun anecdotes!  See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(J Crew jacket; Thrifted silk shirt; Linea Pelle waist belt; Buffalo by David Bitton jeans; Issac Mizrahi boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4558803006322877938?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4558803006322877938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-58-one-is-loneliest-number.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4558803006322877938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4558803006322877938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-58-one-is-loneliest-number.html' title='Update #58: One Is The Loneliest Number'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdalhSuKa_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/reaEwCYO3l0/s72-c/DSC_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4044920292136571033</id><published>2009-04-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:23:08.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #57: Where in the World is C?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdVGcuRDJfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DPPZ3JqEuCw/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdVGcuRDJfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DPPZ3JqEuCw/s400/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320235994077930994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm missing me some C.  She must be very busy.  Every night I check anxious to see what color she'll unveil, but alas, nada.  Oh well, I'm a patient person, but when she does pop back in, it's gonna be dandy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my friend again and she says, "alright baby, Ralph!  Now that's what I'm talking about!"  I giggled, cause honestly, I was going for the Breakfast Club look!  So, imagine how happy I was to get the compliment.  Yes sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(BCBG blazer; Brooks Bros. button down; Vintage tie; Young Fabulous &amp;amp; Brook legging; Cole Haan g-series boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4044920292136571033?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4044920292136571033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-57-where-in-world-is-c.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4044920292136571033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4044920292136571033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-57-where-in-world-is-c.html' title='Update #57: Where in the World is C?'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdVGcuRDJfI/AAAAAAAAAPM/DPPZ3JqEuCw/s72-c/DSC_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4808210119238649921</id><published>2009-04-01T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:08:20.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #56: Elsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdOAVmlIVXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bH_u5JGK77M/s1600-h/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdOAVmlIVXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bH_u5JGK77M/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319736693476578674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today's ensemble is inspired by none other than Elsa Schiaparelli.  She was known for her use of color and "shocking" designs.  I really tried to find a hat that would compliment the outfit, but could not.  I knew I shoulda' bought that black suede hat shaped like a pump, when I had the chance!  It would have been perfect!  Anyhow, I'm trying to pull off a John Galliano inspiration next, but am having much trouble.  He is so all over the place (in a good way) that I can't sum him up in one outfit.  I suppose I'll have to dress like a pirate.  That would work, but that's too obvious.  Okay, I'm rambling now.  Signing off!  -Muah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Estudio Chocolate suede harlequin skirt suit; DVF silk tank; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Nickels suede pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4808210119238649921?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4808210119238649921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-56-elsa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4808210119238649921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4808210119238649921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-56-elsa.html' title='Update #56: Elsa'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdOAVmlIVXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/bH_u5JGK77M/s72-c/DSC_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-6627639293743024838</id><published>2009-03-31T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:42:51.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #55: Karl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdKbeEYAK9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/yiCn4A7tONQ/s1600-h/DSC_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319485050750774226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdKbeEYAK9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/yiCn4A7tONQ/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not much to say except today I'm invoking Karl Lagerfeld.  &lt;em&gt;Love him&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - I so forgot to put on my shades!  Dammit! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage wool blazer; Brooks Bros. button down; Lulu Guinness studded scarf; BCBG mini skirt; Young Fabulous &amp;amp; Broke leggings; Harley Davidson boots &amp;amp; gloves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-6627639293743024838?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/6627639293743024838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-55-karl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6627639293743024838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6627639293743024838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-55-karl.html' title='Update #55: Karl'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdKbeEYAK9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/yiCn4A7tONQ/s72-c/DSC_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8362539672591756279</id><published>2009-03-30T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:56:56.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #54: Super Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdFI5ZPD3zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LVuOsChxKb4/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319112785765064498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdFI5ZPD3zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LVuOsChxKb4/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me some Roberto Cavalli.  That man knows how to make clothes for women.  I remember reading an article that said his wife was also an integral part in the business as well.  If that's the case, then they both ROCK!  Today's ensemble is inspired by Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Cavalli.  I just adore what ya'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, as a side note, I ran into a girlfriend at the coffee shop this morning and she says to me, "looking slick, G, I love it."  I say thanks and tell her it's for RC and she says, "oh, I thought you were supposed to be Super Fly!"  I said, "nope, but you just gave me a killer Halloween costume idea!"  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage Jack McConnell hat; thrifted scarf; Brooks Bros. Button down; Diane Von Furstenberg pantsuit; Stuart Weitzman platforms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SdFa2MnyPxI/AAAAAAAACrg/0N3LHdpUpLI/s1600-h/CIMG6205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SdFa2MnyPxI/AAAAAAAACrg/0N3LHdpUpLI/s400/CIMG6205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319132522048798482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes the way to make less boring a conservatively cut dress is with color and a bit of texture that is interest but won't immediately  jump out at you.  Here is a very simply cut dress in my favorite bold orange over a pair of lightly chevron patterned navy tights.  I like look down and count the chevron layers on the tights during meetings.  It makes me seem focused and thoughtful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8362539672591756279?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8362539672591756279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-54-super-fly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8362539672591756279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8362539672591756279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-54-super-fly.html' title='Update #54: Super Fly'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SdFI5ZPD3zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/LVuOsChxKb4/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7143435384152678304</id><published>2009-03-27T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:47:04.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #53: My So-Called "Drag" Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sc7QB81MPTI/AAAAAAAACrY/RMVT87j7uAU/s1600-h/CIMG6148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sc7QB81MPTI/AAAAAAAACrY/RMVT87j7uAU/s400/CIMG6148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318416941898808626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't suppose that this photo can pass as the kind of drag shot that gigi is referring to.  Rather, when I wear this dress, I feel like a modern day flower child.  I say modern because my flowy chiffon dress has these cool pockets that create a billowing draped shape that I see often in more modern designs.  The pockets are too thin and shallow to be any good for holding stuff, but they are oh so fun to stick the hands in.  To tie in a bit more of that 60s feel, I threw on a vintage coin belt gigi and I found on our vintage shopping excursion a few months ago.  The funny thing is, here in Shanghai, the flower child concept is not well known, but I got quite a few compliments on putting together a very "pop star Korean look."  Whatever that is, I am sure it's pretty cool too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sc1aq6OMMDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-757QC_z8rE/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318006428224204850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sc1aq6OMMDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/-757QC_z8rE/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love it when the bf takes my picture, he just snaps away while I do silly stuff. It was his opinion that I try to act more natural, but every time he went, "okay, 1-2-3," click!!, I'd strike what I considered a 'natural ' pose. Honey, every last one of them came out looking crazy. I looked like a drag queen! The worst one (which I will never share with the world) was of me getting my side profile on while sucking in my cheeks and arching my shoulders! So moments before this photo was snapped, my bf says, "um, you might want to scrap the "natural" bit cause you're coming out a little dude-ish looking. A pretty dude, but still a dude!" Man, I laughed so hard and before I knew it, the camera went, 'click!' So bf hands the camera back to me and says, "see, that wasn't so bad now was it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Adriana Papel bolero; Lulu Guinness studded scarf; thrifted tank; Lucky Jeans; Cole Haan g-series boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sc1aqfd_KmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/iqU734A43zw/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318006421042702946" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sc1aqfd_KmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/iqU734A43zw/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(one of my so-called "drag" shots! LOL!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7143435384152678304?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7143435384152678304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-it-when-bf-takes-my-picture-he.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7143435384152678304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7143435384152678304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-it-when-bf-takes-my-picture-he.html' title='Update #53: My So-Called &quot;Drag&quot; Shot'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sc7QB81MPTI/AAAAAAAACrY/RMVT87j7uAU/s72-c/CIMG6148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4351583934487115016</id><published>2009-03-26T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:58:02.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw Freak Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScwjPDflMEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/UjhXu6kRchk/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScwjOtF5heI/AAAAAAAAANs/hx9a3pFs6wc/s1600-h/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317663995547190754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScwjOtF5heI/AAAAAAAAANs/hx9a3pFs6wc/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Le freak, c'est chic!  Hello, hello!  This is my tribute to the late 70's/early 80's era.  Don't get me wrong, I hate 80's style.  I'm sorry, but I just do.  I don't get it.  I guess I'm old and set in my ways, but I just don't get it.  Anyhow, this is for all you gals dying to wear harem pants and &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; neon, I pay tribute to you.  I don't even want to know what the guys are wearing.  That's a lie, yes I do.  Please comment and tell me what 80's item is hot on the men's side.  Muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Younger Knits sweater; Young Fabulous &amp;amp; Broke cashmere leggings; Frye boots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Scz0YK1kQlI/AAAAAAAACqg/qXIVamugqtA/s1600-h/CIMG6119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Scz0YK1kQlI/AAAAAAAACqg/qXIVamugqtA/s400/CIMG6119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317893956080779858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sorry to put out this kind of headless shot, but I was running out of the door and was running out of time.  It's raining in Shanghai again.  I hate this wet and cold weather that chills one to the bone.  Even in the family house, where a separate heater pipes in hot air in every single room, there is still a zip in the air outside of the bedroom.  So I pretty much wear my jacket around even indoor.  This spotted thing is the perfect length and weight to suit most cooler conditions and can be dressed up or down for most occasions.  As such, it has become my favorite travel jacket and has gone with me to at least three continents.  It looks about sturdy enough to survive a few more, I think. :)  Hope you are all keep warm wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4351583934487115016?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4351583934487115016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/aw-freak-out.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4351583934487115016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4351583934487115016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/aw-freak-out.html' title='Aw Freak Out!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScwjOtF5heI/AAAAAAAAANs/hx9a3pFs6wc/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-1992822878644632663</id><published>2009-03-25T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:04:27.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Pony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Scvqafu2O4I/AAAAAAAACpo/tq3W3N8aUQY/s1600-h/CIMG6108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317601525956492162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Scvqafu2O4I/AAAAAAAACpo/tq3W3N8aUQY/s400/CIMG6108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious business engagements are the same whether one is back home or here in Shanghai. Too much flash or creativity in clothes in these cases do take away some of one's credibility in certain circles. So here is the appropriate, if not most interesting, suit getup for a meeting. At least I didn't go the route of the matching suit separates, at least they fit, and at least I have the red shoes and scarf for some color. I thrive in the at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leasts&lt;/span&gt; on these days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Scqza0L0zfI/AAAAAAAAANk/o8Goj3YxTng/s1600-h/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317259583330504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Scqza0L0zfI/AAAAAAAAANk/o8Goj3YxTng/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I was little, I wanted a pony. Not really sure why as I grew up in the concrete jungle, but that's what the fairy tales tell you, so that's what I wanted. Got on my first horse when I was 21 and I was scared to death. I suppose he knew I was scared too. It didn't help that his name was Psycho! I'll never forget the instructor telling me, "whatch out for Psycho, cause he likes to kick the other horses, so don't let him get near the others." Hell, I could barely stay on the thing, let alone keep Psycho in check! He did what he wanted. Thankfully, he decided to go grazing instead of kicking anything. I assume that's what he was doing. Anyhow, instead of staying in formation with the rest of the trail, he decided to go off into a field and chew on lord knows what. I was just along for the ride. I sat there and waited til' he was done and then we moseyed on along. Honestly, I think Psycho sensed I was scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shitless&lt;/span&gt; and gave me a break. After it was all over, I brushed his coat and sang to him. I think he liked that. He gave me a very slimy horse type kiss. I suppose he liked it. Anyhow, that was in West Virginia. Who knew you could have fun like that in West Virginia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage equestrian hat; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stelle&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gilber&lt;/span&gt; Gilmore jacket; Brooks Bros. button down; Zara turtleneck; French Connection pants; Isabella &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fiore&lt;/span&gt; embroidered boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-1992822878644632663?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/1992822878644632663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-pony.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1992822878644632663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1992822878644632663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-pony.html' title='My Little Pony'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Scvqafu2O4I/AAAAAAAACpo/tq3W3N8aUQY/s72-c/CIMG6108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2772562982372573846</id><published>2009-03-20T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:30:58.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #50: Liquid gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SclrAFt6D5I/AAAAAAAACoM/s6w8hwzovo4/s1600-h/HPIM0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898484366479250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SclrAFt6D5I/AAAAAAAACoM/s6w8hwzovo4/s400/HPIM0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SclnjB-9_DI/AAAAAAAACn8/jFPvysp3SbY/s1600-h/HPIM0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi all, we're back from sunny Florida and what a wonderful and relaxing trip it was. Yes, that's right, I wore heels to the beach! I always do. I had a pair of beach sandals in my bag, but that was for later. Style first! :) Sorry I could not post earlier, but I was in a remote area called Tarpon Springs. Okay, it's not all that remote, but I wanted it to be and thus, that's what it became. I turned off my phone, left my computer at home and read nothing but a trashy novel while sipping piña coladas! I needed to decompress. Besides, my ox fortune told me to travel lots this year and that's what I plan to do. Why not? I've only got this one life (that I know of). I plan to live the hell out of it! The shot above included the bf. I had other shots, but thought why not include him, since I talk with him so much about this blog, it's as if he's a part of it too really. After all, the "skirt" I'm wearing was once his Ed Hardy t'shirt. He didn't like all the rhinestones and it was terribly large for him as a shirt anyway. I didn't like the shirt as a shirt, but thought it would make a killer skirt! And so that's what it became. The bf didn't mind too much, he's so encouraging when it comes to my love of clothes. He's always sure to remind me that when one door closes, try a window and if there is no window, well... tear down a wall! BTW, that advice goes for everyone out there, not just me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Gucci sunglasses; Salvatore Ferragamo scarf; Top Shop t'shirt; Ed Hardy t'shirt refashioned into a skirt by GigiV; Ellen Tracy socks; Cole Haan boots; AND the best accessory of all, my bf - Michael!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sclq_XGNHHI/AAAAAAAACoE/05cJjmPeHv4/s1600-h/HPIM0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898471851924594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/Sclq_XGNHHI/AAAAAAAACoE/05cJjmPeHv4/s400/HPIM0625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Better close-up of the former Ed Hardy t'shirt, now skirt!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SclnjB-9_DI/AAAAAAAACn8/jFPvysp3SbY/s1600-h/HPIM0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScQRD2APNRI/AAAAAAAACnk/PYligL8Bakc/s1600-h/CIMG6056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315392217937818898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScQRD2APNRI/AAAAAAAACnk/PYligL8Bakc/s400/CIMG6056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please excused the startled look on my face. There was no intruder in the house, just an unexpected double flash. Gigi is off to Florida on vacation today, but we have agreed that we'll try to keep up with the postings on the road. This applies to her as well as me, especially during my upcoming travels to China. So we'll see if she pops in with her post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally pulled out this necklace, a surprise present from my husband some time back. He has certainly come a long way with his gift giving. When we first started out, he picked out dainty things for me, things that all the girls he used to know liked. I appreciated his gestures very much, but delicate chains and demure sparkley things are just not for me, however expensive they may be. He soon figured out that I am much happier with $5 street market glass beads if they added good colors or interesting shapes to my outfits. Since then, he has gotten in sync with my aesthetics and now gives me the most fabulously fun stuff, like this waterfall necklace that drapes like liquid. I don't know about others, but I'd much rather have many little surprises that put a smile on my face than some diamond solitaire that looks like something everyone else has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2772562982372573846?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2772562982372573846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-50-all-that-gold.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2772562982372573846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2772562982372573846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-50-all-that-gold.html' title='Update #50: Liquid gold'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SclrAFt6D5I/AAAAAAAACoM/s6w8hwzovo4/s72-c/HPIM0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2874974716314200990</id><published>2009-03-19T15:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:46:35.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #49: shopping in my own closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScLOf0ZOVnI/AAAAAAAACnc/DCHqxbvaVFI/s1600-h/CIMG6046%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315037556286314098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScLOf0ZOVnI/AAAAAAAACnc/DCHqxbvaVFI/s400/CIMG6046%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A loft is not for someone who likes to hoard stuff. Despite what people may think, I am not a hoarder. In fact, I share a single non-walk-in type closet with the husband EQUALLY and he gets about 80% of the dresser space in the house (I hate dressers). I am not saying that he is obsessed with clothes. He is not. He just likes to save all the old t-shirts and his clothes are a lot bigger. :) Anyway, the point is despite the limited closet space I have, there are enough goodies in there to play with and I never forget exactly what I have. I think the secret is to have lots of dresses that can play on their own or with the jackets/cardigans that you can mix and match with the dresses. Very few of my things wrinkle, so when packing, I can roll everything into a ball and it'd be just fine. People are always surprised that I can pack a single overnight bag and dress out of it for a week and don't look like I am repeating. So here is a dress and jacket combo again. I got quite a few compliments today and everyone thought the skirt was separate. So dresses that look like separates are even more interesting and flexible to play with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScLNu5Hgk_I/AAAAAAAACnM/zy0FyxY0RbU/s1600-h/lolita.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315036715740599282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScLNu5Hgk_I/AAAAAAAACnM/zy0FyxY0RbU/s400/lolita.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I guess I'm a hoarder. I have two walk-in closets (though one is not really used properly) and two very narrow closets. Along with another temporary closet type looking thing my bf got for me. Does the bf have space for clothes? I suppose he does, but he's quite practical and doesn't require much. Thank goodness, as it would be crazy here. Oh, I forgot about the trunks I keep too. They are for last season's clothes. What that means is, that my spring/summer clothes are packed into trunks and fall/winter go into the closets. When I'm sure we're over the cold snaps, then fall/winter will go into the trunks and well... you get the routine. I honestly don't think I have a lot of clothes. My problem is shoes and coats. Yeah, I gotta lot of those. I suppose it comes from my youth. My mother was a single mom, working as a waitress to support three kids. And I had some type of foot issue that required I wear special shoes. Only problem was, I continued to grow. One season I'd get a coat, the next shoes as that's all she could afford. So while one thing fit, the other didn't. I guess subconsciously, I collect coats and shoes for that reason. BUT, I make sure I use everything I own. If it does not get used, I give it to charity or to friends and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, welcome to my home. My home is officially 100 years old this year!! It's a craftsman bungalow with what they call a Victorian package. All that means is, I have high ceilings. In today's pic, I am standing next to one of my inspirations. You can just barely see her in the left corner. It's Dorothy Dandridge! On the other side, are The Ramones! Don't forget, I'm a drummer. I was born punk rock, I'm quite sure of it! Oh yeah, and above me is a picture of what used to be Techwood projects here in Atlanta. I keep that picture to always remind me that it's not how you start, it's how you finish! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's look is my version of a Lolita doll. My bf loves them. So Mr. M, this one is for you. Muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage hat &amp;amp; belt; Bloomingdale's trapeze dress; Leg Avenue hosiery &amp;amp; socks; Matiko patent leather boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2874974716314200990?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2874974716314200990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-49-shopping-in-my-own-closet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2874974716314200990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2874974716314200990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-49-shopping-in-my-own-closet.html' title='Update #49: shopping in my own closet'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScLOf0ZOVnI/AAAAAAAACnc/DCHqxbvaVFI/s72-c/CIMG6046%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2198706775640893421</id><published>2009-03-18T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:41:35.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update #48: Out into more colorful territory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScFyo6sJdOI/AAAAAAAACm0/IBkUCQZs_4g/s1600-h/dre%27s+ride+002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314655082548655330" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScFyo6sJdOI/AAAAAAAACm0/IBkUCQZs_4g/s400/dre%27s+ride+002.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; text-align: center; width: 266px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gigi and I decided that we'd have a lot more fun taking this little hobby of ours out to the more colorful world. What do you think? All I can say about her photo is "FIERCE"! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vintage leather jacket &amp;amp; fedora; Gucci sunglasses; Lulu Guinness studded scarf; Josephine Chaus embroidered tank; Victoria's Secret satin pants; Stuart Weitzman "Chain Alto" boots; AND my homeboy's Dodge Charger - Thanks a million, T.P.!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScFyjidjlnI/AAAAAAAACms/U5W91P9_DUc/s1600-h/CIMG6027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314654990145656434" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScFyjidjlnI/AAAAAAAACms/U5W91P9_DUc/s400/CIMG6027.JPG" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to my home! In case the husband happen to see me wearing shoes here, please know that I've disinfected the soles before stepping on the carpet. :) Yes, we Asians are paranoid about such things, but I'll assure you that it's very nice to live in a house free of outside dirt. The really interesting part of this outfit is what you don't see. This Marciano dress is incredibly sheer on top and low cut to the point that I'd probably never wear it without something to cover it. But covered this way, it actually passes as a pretty fun scrunched skirt. I am so happy to be able to wear the orange slides now. It just says summer to me. Orange is the color of happiness, I am certain of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2198706775640893421?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2198706775640893421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-48-out-into-more-colorful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2198706775640893421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2198706775640893421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-48-out-into-more-colorful.html' title='Update #48: Out into more colorful territory'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/ScFyo6sJdOI/AAAAAAAACm0/IBkUCQZs_4g/s72-c/dre%27s+ride+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4755248320043599088</id><published>2009-03-17T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:43:48.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #47: Green With Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb_FQ3ScQpI/AAAAAAAAANM/cVRtk-utw5Q/s1600-h/Luck+o%27+the+Irish+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314182978830353042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb_FQ3ScQpI/AAAAAAAAANM/cVRtk-utw5Q/s400/Luck+o%27+the+Irish+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this will be the first and last time I'll talk about something other than the outfit here. I am going to ask Gigi to put post #44 back on the blog. If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gigi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feels compelled to remove her words, at least we can have the photos back? When we started this humble little blog of ours, we had only wanted this to be a place for beautiful things. It's a happy place where we intend to generate happy memories. We thank you for visiting and hope your short stay injects a little lightheartedness into your busy day.  Neither of us, I think, is so ungrateful as to bite the hand that feeds us and makes many of these beautiful things possible.  Let's just all be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb_FQAY5zFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OEDL8M32F0o/s1600-h/Luck+o%27+the+Irish+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314182964093504594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb_FQAY5zFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/OEDL8M32F0o/s400/Luck+o%27+the+Irish+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have decided to take up the art of haiku. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A sapling&lt;br /&gt;Cannot grow&lt;br /&gt;In the shadow of a mighty oak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Egyptian beaded scarf; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zucca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; jacket; Saks Fifth Avenue tank; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thrifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pants; Etienne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aigner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Photos of post #44 back from the deleted bin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScADBDTAe3I/AAAAAAAAANc/jOs3hFLQiVc/s1600-h/g%27s+3-12+shots+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314250876896967538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScADBDTAe3I/AAAAAAAAANc/jOs3hFLQiVc/s400/g%27s+3-12+shots+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScADAravelI/AAAAAAAAANU/48SJVV_zOKE/s1600-h/c%27s+3-12+shots+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314250870486956626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/ScADAravelI/AAAAAAAAANU/48SJVV_zOKE/s400/c%27s+3-12+shots+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4755248320043599088?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4755248320043599088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-47-green-with-envy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4755248320043599088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4755248320043599088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-47-green-with-envy.html' title='Weekday update #47: Green With Envy'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb_FQ3ScQpI/AAAAAAAAANM/cVRtk-utw5Q/s72-c/Luck+o%27+the+Irish+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8338491555653982390</id><published>2009-03-16T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:26:01.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #46: Yellow Hot Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb6yCxZECcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yjk9-5WO7iI/s1600-h/yellow+hott+pants+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313880371031706050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb6yCxZECcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yjk9-5WO7iI/s400/yellow+hott+pants+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the weekend, I attended a clothing swap/sale type of event. It was held at a colleagues home and was done up quite proper. She and about 5 girlfriends decided to either sale or swap clothes that they were no longer using. There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;d'oeuvres&lt;/span&gt;, champagne, and lots of smiles to go around. I didn't quite know what to expect as I've attended this type of event before and was utterly disappointed. This event, however, was very different. Not only did I score some killer clothing at prices that were unheard of, but I also got to mingle with an eclectic group of women. All were gorgeous. All were artistic. And all were so encouraging. Let me tell you, that's odd. Being a woman, I know. It's rare to find a room full of women where there is no drama. Rare! How inspiring it was to speak with ladies following their passions and living their lives on their own terms. Mesmerizing to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Adrianna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Papell&lt;/span&gt; bolero; Victoria's Secret top &amp;amp; pants; Cole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haan&lt;/span&gt; g-series boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb6yBf-nwgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ex5X3UflhV4/s1600-h/yellow+hott+pants+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313880349177528834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb6yBf-nwgI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ex5X3UflhV4/s400/yellow+hott+pants+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;gigi's&lt;/span&gt; killer jacket, I was so jealous!  Most of all because I had to skip the event, not because I wasn't invited, but because I was working!  I know, what a reason.  But the job is what pays for everything nice in my life, so I gratefully deal, most of the time, until I am reminded of what I missed. :)   To be honest, the job isn't bad, at least I have a window, unless it's a day like today, where the mist pretty much covered up everything outside.  What's a girl to do for a little bit of sunshine?  She has got to bring it herself!  It's all about positive thinking, right?  I think these bright bright pants did the job nicely.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8338491555653982390?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8338491555653982390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-46-yellow-hot-pants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8338491555653982390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8338491555653982390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-46-yellow-hot-pants.html' title='Weekday update #46: Yellow Hot Pants'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sb6yCxZECcI/AAAAAAAAAM0/yjk9-5WO7iI/s72-c/yellow+hott+pants+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8204608279284180964</id><published>2009-03-13T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:36:58.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #45: A Room With A View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbrRuPTnlKI/AAAAAAAACl0/Qs_JgO1mGw8/s1600-h/Jenna+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbrRuPTnlKI/AAAAAAAACl0/Qs_JgO1mGw8/s400/Jenna+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312789302749926562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A guest!  J walked in on us taking photos and graciously accepted our invite to appear on this humble little blog.  I'll see if I can get her to say a few words about her cute little jacket.  Doesn't she just have the best smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbqaBfVzXJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vm-U_O_HClA/s1600-h/c%26g+belt+it+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312728060820413586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbqaBfVzXJI/AAAAAAAAAMU/vm-U_O_HClA/s400/c%26g+belt+it+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember the whole cherry thing started by Carrie Bradshaw quite some years ago? Well, this Marc Jacobs jacket goes back that far. I'd say that it's the first real designer piece I own. Since then, I have had the great fortunate of having friends in fashion who are able to find some incredible deals for me overseas, but this one is what started it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gigi&lt;/span&gt; helped me solve a big problem I've always had and hated. Having size 4 feet means it's almost impossible to find shoes that fit perfectly. Often, either the heels or the toes slide a little. I love this pair of Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; platform (another great deal) that make me feel almost normal height, unfortunately the heel part is just a little wider than my foot so it finds a way to pop out some times. Ever the rescuer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gigi&lt;/span&gt; went downstairs to the cobbler and came back with not one, not two, but three possible remedies. There were some toe pads, which just made the front too tight, some whole foot cushions, which made the shoes too shallow, and some heel grip, which were exactly, I mean exactly what I needed! Now the platforms stay put all the time! I must get some more of this stuff for future use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbqaAkzeG6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SARWMdyLOLM/s1600-h/c%26g+belt+it+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312728045107157922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbqaAkzeG6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SARWMdyLOLM/s400/c%26g+belt+it+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, we're moving on up! I decided it was high time we made good use of C's space. And boy, will we. These shots look more lively than the plain ole' wall we've been using. Oh, honey, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; ain't seen nothing yet. I'm thinking perhaps a circular throw rug in the corner and various backdrops for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everchanging&lt;/span&gt; fashion moods. I figure, why not. Some call it perfectionism, some call it obsessive compulsive disorder. Me, I see it like this: 'any job worth doing is worth doing well.' I don't want people to stop coming to our blog because they know what to expect day in and day out. My bf of 7 years still can't figure me out. Don't get me wrong, I'm a straight up creature of habit when it comes to certain things. I always pay my bills on the same day of the month, every month! I always walk my dog the same route, every day. Stuff like that. But when it comes to matters of style, WATCH OUT! C &amp;amp; I are like a box of chocolates, you never know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whatcha&lt;/span&gt;' gonna get! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know C will be humble and say, 'oh, I do the same thing blah, blah, blah.' But she does not. Perhaps she has her own Pythagorean theorem when it comes to jacket and dress combinations (whether she knows it or not!). But it's how well she places her jacket/dress combo that makes it always fresh and new. In my opinion, she's more than just a jacket and dress type of girl. And she knows she does more than that too, she just loves being modest. So that's fine for her, I accept her modesty. But that doesn't mean I can't sing her praises. (insert a high soprano "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;..." - here!) ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quickly, before I sign off for the week, I'd like to give a shout out to &lt;a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/slideshow/F2009RTW-LIMIFEU?event=show1922&amp;amp;designer=design_house1534&amp;amp;trend=&amp;amp;iphoto=18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Limi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Feu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! The ensemble above is inspired by her Fall 2009&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;RTW&lt;/span&gt; collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Victoria's Secret cashmere wrap sweater; American Apparel t-shirt; Linea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pelle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;waistbelt&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thrifted&lt;/span&gt; jeans; Issac &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mizrahi&lt;/span&gt; boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8204608279284180964?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8204608279284180964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-45-room-with-view.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8204608279284180964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8204608279284180964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-45-room-with-view.html' title='Weekday update #45: A Room With A View'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbrRuPTnlKI/AAAAAAAACl0/Qs_JgO1mGw8/s72-c/Jenna+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5072434343063211164</id><published>2009-03-11T11:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:37:52.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #43: I'm Going on Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbgHUiXUPBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JOhhFd1e6yY/s1600-h/c+teal+top+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312003809886878738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbgHUiXUPBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JOhhFd1e6yY/s400/c+teal+top+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For me, today is all about these gold chains that you can't see so well unless you click to enlarge the photo (as gigi pointed out, we are still trying to figure out her very awesome new camera).  My husband and I got the heavy gold stuff as a part of a traditional Chinese wedding set.  You should have seen his face when he opened the box.  I feared for the one who would ask him to wear his.  Luckily, no one did.  Since, for luck reasons, we can't sell the gold for money :), I thought I'd work it into my wardrobe.  What do you think?  They sort of go with this otherwise low key outfit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbgHUv2dW9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/nfw7XvVh-Fo/s1600-h/g+khaki+dress+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312003813507161042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbgHUv2dW9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/nfw7XvVh-Fo/s400/g+khaki+dress+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So as I walk into C's office today holding a rather large camera bag, she says, "ooh, you look like you're going on safari!" I had to laugh. It was funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is also warm, but tomorrow will be cold and rainy. I thought why not wear something fun, yet functional. I commented to C that this dress came from Brooks Bros. She says that when she thinks of Brooks Bros., this type of dress doesn't come to mind. I must agree. BB, at one time, did not conjure up anything fashionable for me either, unless you're a man that is. But as I watch store after store dwindle in our area of town, my lunch hour shopping has dropped drastically. BB would be the last place I would have thought to meander through, yet out of sheer desperation to spend a dollar (I'm so bloody American, it's sad), I did. And I'm glad I did. I learned something about BB that I've already known about other high end department stores, and that's when they have a sale, they have a &lt;em&gt;sale&lt;/em&gt;! I learned to take those stuffy-looking pieces and make them my own. Isn't that what style is all about anyway? No matter who or what it is, you really can't judge a book by its cover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brooks Bros. dress; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Ellen Tracy socks; Cole Haan booties)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5072434343063211164?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5072434343063211164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-43-im-going-on-safari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5072434343063211164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5072434343063211164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-43-im-going-on-safari.html' title='Weekday update #43: I&apos;m Going on Safari'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbgHUiXUPBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JOhhFd1e6yY/s72-c/c+teal+top+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5076924504846121136</id><published>2009-03-10T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:19:41.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #42: 80 degrees today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJFTZCmRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xBVofbmVlN0/s1600-h/g+black%26white+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311583534727731474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJFTZCmRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xBVofbmVlN0/s400/g+black%26white+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, better camera, but still need to figure the darn thing out.  Everything in life requires work, I mean everything.  Anyhow, my shots look nice, thanks to C.  I totally jacked hers up.  But remember, I'm new to this whole blogger world so you've just got to be a little understanding.  As I practice, the shots will get better and better.  So I'll stop obsessing now and talk fashion.  Let's see, it's 80 degrees today and I thought linen was the order of the day.  It's one of those items you either love or hate.  Especially if you have a wrinkle phobia.  If you do, don't wear linen.  It took me about a month or more to get over the wrinkles.  Now, I see it like I see my hairstyles.  My attitude now is more so, "am I bothered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know talking about wrinkles, sounds petty, but you'd be surprised at how this bothers some people.  I work with a woman, not C, though her initial is C also!  And she actually wears a different outfit to drive to work in so that her linen won't get wrinkled by the seat belt.  This makes no sense to me, because at some point she will have to sit down.  But it makes sense to her, so there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Newport News linen skirt suit; Zara sleeveless turtleneck; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; belt; Stuart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Weitzman&lt;/span&gt; sandals)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311583530604940690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJFECFzZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/0nH3Pkj3ikw/s400/g+belt+detail+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;close up of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJE9ia1KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/239gOVwXGuw/s1600-h/c+purple+lace+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311583528861488290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJE9ia1KI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/239gOVwXGuw/s400/c+purple+lace+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What can I say, I am all about lace this season.  And this one had me at first glace.  I have a feeling that we will have a long and beautiful relationship for a long long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJEYgQYXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_ELQ_AhN1-w/s1600-h/c%27s+cropped+close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311583518920302962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJEYgQYXI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/_ELQ_AhN1-w/s400/c%27s+cropped+close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love is most definitely in the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5076924504846121136?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5076924504846121136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-42-80-degrees-today.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5076924504846121136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5076924504846121136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-42-80-degrees-today.html' title='Weekday update #42: 80 degrees today!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbaJFTZCmRI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xBVofbmVlN0/s72-c/g+black%26white+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-207994970155717518</id><published>2009-03-09T12:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:54:17.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #41: Geisha Sandal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbWNm3l5q_I/AAAAAAAAClc/ZdHkGnT4Id8/s1600-h/c+geisha+shoe+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbWNm3l5q_I/AAAAAAAAClc/ZdHkGnT4Id8/s400/c+geisha+shoe+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311307034450832370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, Gigi's comment below provides such a poetic description of what I would otherwise call my short-legged shuffle. :)  The truth is, when one is as vertically challenged as I, one learns very early on to work with high heels.  These shoes are actually amazingly comfortable despite their look.  The sole is padded and decorated with a Japanese motif.  Maybe that's where Gigi got the geisha idea.  There is another element of this outfit that is Japanese though.  The shirt component here is actually a dress with a shinny silk skirt that I bought when I passed through Japan a few years ago.  This morning, I tucked the dress bottom into the skirt you see here to avoid looking too done up for work.  The double layer worked very well to keep me warm in the slightly cool morning air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbV1F403xuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/c_4OLphHi7g/s1600-h/g+leopard+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311280079567308514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbV1F403xuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/c_4OLphHi7g/s400/g+leopard+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so I'm getting a better camera tomorrow.  Actually, I already have it, but don't really know how to work it so I'm taking pictures of my &lt;a href="http://www.operationmodelhut.blogspot.com/"&gt;dog&lt;/a&gt; for the moment to get it just right.  At some point, I'll deck him out in outfits too.  I'm sure he'll be thrilled.  HA!  Anyhow, I titled today's post "geisha sandal" because as C moves around the office, her walk is with very tiny, yet swift steps.  Like a geisha!  She has on cool but rather intimidating mules.  The vamp is a braided fabric strap and the wedge heel appears to be lucite with a hollow middle.  She's brave, I would so fall in that shoe.  But my reasoning of bringing up the camera was to mention that I really want to capture the details of C's outfits on this blog, as they are AMAZING.  I also wanted to post her other pic, just because the shoe detail was much better, but now that I have a newer camera, there will plenty of time for that.  Baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Diane Von Furstenberg skirt suit; BCBG tank; vintage belt; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Stuart Weitzman leopard platform sandal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-207994970155717518?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/207994970155717518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-41-geisha-sandal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/207994970155717518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/207994970155717518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-41-geisha-sandal.html' title='Weekday update #41: Geisha Sandal'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SbWNm3l5q_I/AAAAAAAAClc/ZdHkGnT4Id8/s72-c/c+geisha+shoe+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8966144089569495455</id><published>2009-03-06T08:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:50:40.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #40: Spring Is Around The Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbFTki3hWyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pLLZKI36UA4/s1600-h/g+cuff+jean+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310117322946599714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbFTki3hWyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pLLZKI36UA4/s400/g+cuff+jean+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was going to wear an orange dress today in honor of C, but then saw a photo of some new "IT" girl in jacket and jeans, pumping gas.  Since it's still a tad cool, just a tad though, I opted for the "IT" girl pumping gas look, instead.  I can wear orange on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Calvin Klein jacket; Banana Republic t-shirt; thrifted jeans; Spanx hosiery, Stuart Weitzman oxford heels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbFTkNh7e5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/75EVgFsh5fk/s1600-h/c+cool+legging+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310117317218892690" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbFTkNh7e5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/75EVgFsh5fk/s400/c+cool+legging+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a pair of black jeans that gigi loves and comment on every time I wear it.  It's one of the few pairs of jeans that I can tolerate because it stretches and doesn't feel tight around the thighs.  But it's impossible to wear it under thinner dresses, which is the way I prefer to wear my jeans, because all the details at the waist, such as pockets and belt loops, show awkwardly through the dress material, forming weird shapes.  Finally, I've found a solution, Japanese jean leggings, the perfect child that inherited the best of both contributing parents.  The waist stretches and fits smoothly like a pair of leggings and the leg portion has the weight and texture of a pair of jeans.  Best of all, the length is just right for my height.  Gigi didn't even notice that this was not the same pair of jeans she saw before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8966144089569495455?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8966144089569495455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-40-spring-is-around.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8966144089569495455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8966144089569495455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-40-spring-is-around.html' title='Weekday update #40: Spring Is Around The Corner'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbFTki3hWyI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pLLZKI36UA4/s72-c/g+cuff+jean+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-1601642170715288599</id><published>2009-03-05T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:23:28.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #39: The Sista' and the Traveling Leather Jacket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbAHeW1Xo_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/S66KWUGG2Ao/s1600-h/c+dress+for+jason%27s+dinner+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309752178776712178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbAHeW1Xo_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/S66KWUGG2Ao/s400/c+dress+for+jason%27s+dinner+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning, my last minute husband informed me that we'd be meeting some "big time interior design" clients of his for dinner.  Whatever that means, they sounded like very interesting and artsy people.  So at the last minute, I had to put together something that would take me from the office to dinner and not look too boring.  Luckily, the weather has warmed up to a spring-like 65 degrees.  Yeah!  That opened the door to those sleeveless dresses I have been waiting to wear.  This particular one has a shiny black silk bodice with a large bow, which is connected to the chiffon skirt that looks like a separate piece.  Being a fairly lazy dresser, I am all for two-in-one constructions.  Fearing being cold in the office and looking too simple, I decided that an extra layer would be a good idea and, what do you know, this lace vest was hanging right next to the dress.  Just the right size to fit snugly over the dress and let the bow come through the collar.  Another serendipity moment?  I think so.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbAHd-xEyUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gZ_DslTpAlE/s1600-h/g+%2460+jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309752172316248386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbAHd-xEyUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gZ_DslTpAlE/s400/g+%2460+jacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Upon C's suggestion, I decided to tell the real story behind this jacket. Enjoy!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought this jacket in 1997 for $60. I remember it well, as this jacket has been with me through some good and bad times. Back then, there was a vintage boutique in my neighborhood called "The Dressing Room." I loved to walk past the shop just to see their display windows. The woman who owned the shop did a lovely job of making what was once considered old, look so new. While attempting to view her display window, there was this damn ladder in the background impeding my view, thus forcing me to go inside to have a better look around. The ladder belonged to the handy-man that was fixing a busted shelf over the register. After squeezing around his poorly positioned ladder, I accidentally knocked down a leather jacket. I reached to retrieve it and while putting it on the hanger, noticed it was really awesome looking. I walked over to the wall mirror and tried it on. As soon as I placed my left arm inside, I knew it was too small. But not by much. I was going to try it on anyway, all the while &lt;em&gt;praying&lt;/em&gt; that the handy-man didn't see me fighting to squeeze my fat arse in and out of this damn jacket! Once I was free, I walked it to the counter where a pretty brunette (the store's co-owner) rang me up and told me that I had gotten myself one fine piece!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took it home and ran into the house to show my husband my find. While trying to explain why I bought the jacket, he barked, "you mean to tell me you spent $60 on that old arse jacket?! You can't even fit it, you're too fat. I could have used that money at the Falcons game! You do stupid sh&amp;amp;! sometimes." Let's back up shall we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've read and seen countless stories regarding domestic abuse. Countless. But no one ever told me about the horrors of emotional abuse. Not ever. In 1996, I married an emotionally &amp;amp; mentally abusive man. That relationship damn near took the life out of me. I will spare you the details as they are not necessary to my point, which I will get to in a moment, I promise. Now, moving back to that conversation with the EX, I said, "Whatever, you have no idea what you're taking about. I will &lt;em&gt;wear&lt;/em&gt; this jacket, one day..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward if you will to 2001. I am officially 275 lbs. lighter (250 of those lbs. being HIS!) and headed to the local coffee shop one brisk Sunday morning decked out in my $60 vintage leather jacket, and looking lovely as hell if you ask me! ^_^ While ordering a biscotti and a coffee, a beautiful blonde (clutching a stroller containing her doppelganger) taps me on my shoulder and says, "excuse me, but did you buy that jacket at The Dressing Room?" I was stunned. "Yes I did, but that was some years ago." I said. "Oh, about 5 or so." She said, while directing her eyes toward the stroller. "You see, that was my jacket and I absolutely loved it. I didn't want to get rid of it, but after I had her, I knew I would never get back down, so I put it in the shop. Me and a friend owned that shop together, but I sold out a few years ago. I'm glad to see it went to a good home, you wear it well." "Thanks!!!" I said, and went about my day. Still relishing in the fact that my dumb-bum ex husband didn't know what the hell he was talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the last time I'll have you scroll forward the tape, I promise! But wind on forward to 2004. My current bf and I (already 2 years into our relationship, mind you) were headed out to a Harry Connick, Jr. concert. On that moderately chilly night, I donned my trusty leather jacket. As I walked into the living room, my bf says, "HEY! I know that jacket." I'm like, "no you don't, I got this thing years ago, long before I met you." "That jacket was in my ex-girlfriend's shop, The Dressing Room." I couldn't believe it. He &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; know this jacket. He went on to say, "how did you get it, cause I was there when this homely, older black lady bought it. It was kinda funny, cause she didn't know I was watching her from my ladder trying to squeeze into it!" "That was YOU on that ladder, you've got to be kidding me! I'll have you know, that 'so-called' homely, older black lady was ME, dufus!" He cocked his head to the side, looked me up and down and said, "wow." Then, after another short pause, "&lt;strong&gt;WOW!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(vintage leather jacket; Brooks Bros. button down; Lulu Guinness studded scarf; Victoria's Secret - Body by Victoria pants; Michael Kors pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-1601642170715288599?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/1601642170715288599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-39-sista-and-traveling.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1601642170715288599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1601642170715288599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-39-sista-and-traveling.html' title='Weekday update #39: The Sista&apos; and the Traveling Leather Jacket'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SbAHeW1Xo_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/S66KWUGG2Ao/s72-c/c+dress+for+jason%27s+dinner+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-9108457203102847122</id><published>2009-03-04T13:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:29:33.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #38: Anna Sui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa7tR0-G8OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nhL75oHyAPk/s1600-h/g+cowboyboots+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309441901249097954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa7tR0-G8OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nhL75oHyAPk/s400/g+cowboyboots+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not much to say really except it's warming up nicely and I'm trying to wear all my wintry items while I can.  Today's look is my tribute to Anna Sui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(thrifted beaded collar; Victoria's Secret silk tuxedo shirt; vintage skinny belt; Banana Republic leather skirt; Nordstrom hosiery; Nine West "cowboy inspired" boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa7tRFX5qCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/c8PZYAP4QnA/s1600-h/c+blkdress%26red+scarf+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309441888472377378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa7tRFX5qCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/c8PZYAP4QnA/s400/c+blkdress%26red+scarf+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly, the waist details, the best part about this dress, can't be seen in this photo.  Essentially it's a silk trimmed piece with buttons that makes the dress looks like two very fitted pieces.  When I bought this vintage dress, the label read "secretary wool dress."  I had no idea what that meant, until I saw glorious Joan on Mad Men.  I don't know if there is a specific type of dresses that the Mad Men wives worn (I guess those involved more puffy skirts), but the secretary dresses are perfectly awesome! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-9108457203102847122?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/9108457203102847122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-38-anna-sui.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/9108457203102847122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/9108457203102847122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-38-anna-sui.html' title='Weekday update #38: Anna Sui'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa7tR0-G8OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nhL75oHyAPk/s72-c/g+cowboyboots+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-1750936710213601281</id><published>2009-03-03T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:46:33.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #37: Lovely Rita Meter Maid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa222pKoZEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wNW2a8XnCeQ/s1600-h/c+fushia+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309100585619317826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa222pKoZEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wNW2a8XnCeQ/s400/c+fushia+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I encouraged gigi to get this suit she wore below based solely on description.  Boy, was my advice sound! :)  Doesn't it just look amazing on her?  Me, on the other hand, had trouble getting excited about an outfit this morning.  Dreaming of chiffon and lace, sunlight and flowers, I woke up to sub-zero temperature.  What?  Aren't we in March?  I reluctantly browsed through the sweaters and decided on one of the softest, thickest, and blackest, like my mood.  Not one to dwell in such a dark place, I brighten it up with a vintage fifties dress and the yellow BCBG I seem to be wearing a lot this winter.  Maybe subconsciously I have always been trying to bring on the sunshine.  Let's hope tomorrow will be a dream come true type of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa222H3f2xI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0h_wKSwuTCE/s1600-h/g+brooks+bros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309100576680696594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa222H3f2xI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0h_wKSwuTCE/s400/g+brooks+bros.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know I had so much fun invoking Joan Jett yesterday. I felt so powerful and I don't know, cool perhaps. I would not have even thought of her had it not been for the 'ole Ipod. So I decided to try that serendipity thing that C's always raving about. And since I had no idea what I wanted to wear today, I once again let a song inspire me. This morning, I chanced upon the Beatles "Lovely Rita." So Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, today's outfit is for you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Brooks Bros. skirt suit; pearl necklace; DKNY hosiery; Michael Kors lace up boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-1750936710213601281?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/1750936710213601281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-37-lovely-rita-meter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1750936710213601281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/1750936710213601281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-37-lovely-rita-meter.html' title='Weekday update #37: Lovely Rita Meter Maid'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sa222pKoZEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/wNW2a8XnCeQ/s72-c/c+fushia+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-399088497920428501</id><published>2009-03-02T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:23:37.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #36: Snow Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sav_DTR6omI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jH0JP7CikeI/s1600-h/g+skinny+leather+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308617017966371426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sav_DTR6omI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jH0JP7CikeI/s400/g+skinny+leather+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally got snow in Atlanta, but alas, it's gone.  Typically, we get a light dusting like every 5 years if we're lucky.  But this time, some places saw up to 4 inches!  I know those who live in snowy areas are just shaking their heads, but know that for me (a Georgia native) it was a huge deal.  I just wish it could have lasted 72 hours at least.  But just 72 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, when it's this cold, I like to wear leather.  I use it as my excuse to be able to make my 8 minute trek to work.  I'll use just about any excuse to wear &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; leather if it's jazzy enough.  While getting ready, I was listening to my Ipod on shuffle.  By the time my make up was done, I was rocking out to Joan Jett!  Joan, today's outfit is for you!  "So put another dime in the jukebox baby..."  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Stelle by Gilber Gilmore jacket and vest; Brooks Bros. button down; Victoria's Secret leather leggings; vintage chain link belt; Cole Haan g-series boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - As a side note, C looks even prettier in person today.  I just love this photo of her.  It's soooo sweet, yet sneaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SawFhzvL6tI/AAAAAAAACjE/bR3PQMq4q_s/s1600-h/c+pink+cardigan+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SawFhzvL6tI/AAAAAAAACjE/bR3PQMq4q_s/s400/c+pink+cardigan+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308624139144915666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gigi always gives me way too much credit for my outfit when she is the one rocking leather pants on a Monday!  Lacking her endless layering skills, I tend to stick to my tried and true jacket and dress combination.  Truth be told, for me, everything revolves around the dress.  The jackets are bought and worn simply because I can't get away with walking around in shoulder-bearing dresses all day, at least not at work.  Over time, I've grown to love the jackets too.  Especially the ones with little details, like the white piping on this one.  It makes me feel very fifties housewife.  Although only in looks.  Thank goodness, I don't have that "charmed" suburban life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-399088497920428501?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/399088497920428501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-36-snow-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/399088497920428501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/399088497920428501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekday-update-36-snow-day.html' title='Weekday update #36: Snow Day!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sav_DTR6omI/AAAAAAAAAHU/jH0JP7CikeI/s72-c/g+skinny+leather+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7689979477363605695</id><published>2009-02-27T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:49:08.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #35: Wickedly Cool Laced Up Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sag7q1OYrDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/D1QwkEYyT6Q/s1600-h/c+laced+dress+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557767884090418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sag7q1OYrDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/D1QwkEYyT6Q/s400/c+laced+dress+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've had this jacket for three years and never wore it to work, thinking it too, what's the word, "shiny"?  When I got this laced up dress, I also regretfully thought that it'd be forever restricted to the weekends, because the laced up details were simply too, what's the word, "bondage"?  Well, this morning I had a thought, why not tame the extreme with extreme and the above combo was born.  The jacket sufficiently covered up most of the lacing leaving only a small amount of detail peeking out.  I'd like to think that the patterns on the dress drew the eye away from the sheen of the jacket.  Is it toned down enough for work?  Frankly, I probably don't care that much since I wore it.  But you tell me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sag7qttXSBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Q9SpCenT3jI/s1600-h/g+bb+scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307557765866539026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sag7qttXSBI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Q9SpCenT3jI/s400/g+bb+scarf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A guy at work keeps calling me 'motorcycle mama' today. I am an aviator! Perhaps I need to wear my aviator sunglasses around the office all day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you a funny story about this "vest" though. I got a leather jacket from Newport News for $9.00. I thought, what a steal. Yeah well, when it got to me, it was all wrong. It fit poorly, like a box and was god-awful shiny! I could have sent it back, but I would have paid more in total shipping than what I paid for the jacket, so I decided to keep it. Well, one day while watching America's Next Top Model, I saw a photo shoot of a girl in a leather military vest. Instantly, I wanted one, but didn't want to A) look for one and B) spend $$ on something I might wear. So I decided to get creative. I figured since I didn't like my $9.00 jacket, what would it matter if I had fun with it. And boy did I have fun. I washed it, beat it, kicked it, spit on it, ran over it with my car! (Just joshing, I didn't really kick it!) And then ripped the sleeves off. I even slept in it. Yes I did, but don't ask, please...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making this long story short. One day, I wore my "refashioned" vest to the office. I got a total of 12 requests from colleagues and strangers wanting to know where it was purchased. Only one person believed me when I told them I "made it." I actually had to take the damn thing off to show off the ripped up arm holes. But it just goes to show you how funny people can be, as the person I showed quickly chirped, "oh, but that still doesn't prove anything because designers are making ripped up clothes now anyway." Instead of getting peeved, I decided to see the glass as half full. &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; called &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; a designer! LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Newport News leather jacket, refashioned into a vest by GigiV!; Topshop t-shirt; vintage Bill Blass scarf; Buffalo by David Bitton jeans; Frye boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7689979477363605695?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7689979477363605695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-35-wickedly-cool-laced.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7689979477363605695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7689979477363605695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-35-wickedly-cool-laced.html' title='Weekday update #35: Wickedly Cool Laced Up Dress'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/Sag7q1OYrDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/D1QwkEYyT6Q/s72-c/c+laced+dress+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5661266996292397676</id><published>2009-02-26T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:22:47.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #34: She Hit Me With A Flower</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SabBo6gER1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cf-3YbAX2Mc/s1600-h/g+wool+bolero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307142119545390930" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SabBo6gER1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cf-3YbAX2Mc/s400/g+wool+bolero.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, a bolero I love!  Today's look is inspired by Lucy Maud Montgomery's, "Anne of Green Gables."  I have loved her stories for as long as I can remember.  I used to have the leather bound books, but as the years went by, they fell apart.  In the film version, the costumes are just to die for.  Quite simple, yet very, very elegant.  "Puffed sleeves are so fashionable now. It would give me such a thrill, Marilla, just to wear a dress with puffed sleeves."  --Anne Shirley, with an "e!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Trina Turk wool bolero; Newport News dress; Issac Mizrahi boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SabBn5e-TaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QTU32Cr6m0M/s1600-h/c+flower+belt+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307142102092500386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SabBn5e-TaI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QTU32Cr6m0M/s400/c+flower+belt+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ten years ago, I spent a few summer weeks with an ex-boyfriend's mother, a very classy lady, who always seemed impossibly put together.  She took a liking to the awkwardly dressed collegiate me and gave me a style lesson.  She said "always buy quality pieces in simple cuts and colors" but "make them your own with one or two favorite accessories."  For her, that meant a signature sundress, a simple yet brightly colored piece, a black cashmere cardigan, classic Ferragamo low heels with the gold bow detail, and a small strand of pearls just long enough to circle her elegant long neck.  I thought of her this morning when I put this outfit together, mostly because she had given me the delicate necklace of floating semiprecious stones, which she claimed to remind her of me.  Although I was far from being that elegant back in the day.  I also thought of her because I am hopefully practicing what she taught me.  The shirt, skirt, and shoes are all rather classic, but the belt and flower brooch combo is what speaks of me and my mood today, that of hopefulness for spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5661266996292397676?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5661266996292397676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-34-she-hit-me-with.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5661266996292397676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5661266996292397676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-34-she-hit-me-with.html' title='Weekday update #34: She Hit Me With A Flower'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SabBo6gER1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Cf-3YbAX2Mc/s72-c/g+wool+bolero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4848063040865825944</id><published>2009-02-25T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:26:19.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #33: I'm Finding Out True Style Is Blind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaWSSzsXy9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZEB8-PM_K0Q/s1600-h/c+blue+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306808587737615314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaWSSzsXy9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZEB8-PM_K0Q/s400/c+blue+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When you read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gigi's&lt;/span&gt; blurb below you'll understand why I say that there is no method to this madness or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mathematical&lt;/span&gt; theorem that describes my style mix.  Rather, I live by the law of serendipity.  Sometimes the right shirt falls on top of the right skirt.  Sometimes the right scarf gets tangled up with the right dress.  In all cases, I simply declare it a stroke of good fashion luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaWSS5AUsTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eyKcJDM4RVo/s1600-h/g+vest+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306808589163475250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaWSS5AUsTI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eyKcJDM4RVo/s400/g+vest+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've owned the "Lucky Shopping Manual" for some years now and just recently (about a year ago) acquired, the "The Lucky Guide to Mastering Any Style: How to Wear Iconic Looks and Make Them Your Own." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.luckymag.com/shopping/2008/10/lucky_book"&gt;http://www.luckymag.com/shopping/2008/10/lucky_book&lt;/a&gt;) This book got mediocre reviews, but I think that's because people were looking for a magic wand of fashion, and that just ain't gonna happen. There, however, may be a select few that are born with the gift of impeccable style, and the like. But that's a select few, I believe. The rest of us have to work at it. We have to try things out and see what works and what doesn't. Now mind you, I'm talking to those people who actually enjoy fashion as I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I had an epiphany while scrolling through some of our older posts. I noticed that I can do menswear inspired fashion and not look silly. That note is going down in my fashion diary. That's a look that I can dress up or down and still look pulled together. Now, when I see things that are in that genre, I can confidently make a purchase and &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that that item was a good choice. I got this idea from one of my favorite actresses, Claudette Colbert. She said her secret for her style was because she was fortunate enough to have lots of film footage of herself to scroll through. That way she could catch her "fashion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; pas" and not repeat them. Darn good observation if you ask me. Between our blog and the Lucky Guide, I'm gonna get this style thing down soon enough. I bet you think I'm quite obsessive, but there's a method to my madness. It's simple really. I want my closet to be compiled of various looks that will compliment each other completely. That means, that once I figure out my overall style, I can go to my closet and grab &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; A item (and I mean any!), add it to item B and know that I will always get C. In other words, I'm going to see my closet as one gigantic algebraic problem, a^2 + b^2 = c^2! Thanks Pythagoras! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Stelle&lt;/span&gt; by Gilbert Gilmore vest; Brooks Bros. button down, vintage tie; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BCBG&lt;/span&gt; skirt; Juicy Couture cuff links; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4848063040865825944?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4848063040865825944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-33-im-finding-out-true.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4848063040865825944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4848063040865825944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-33-im-finding-out-true.html' title='Weekday update #33: I&apos;m Finding Out True Style Is Blind!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaWSSzsXy9I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZEB8-PM_K0Q/s72-c/c+blue+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7524286333841669087</id><published>2009-02-24T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T12:38:01.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #32: Waist belt? Yeah or Neah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaRGsMSemFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PXiKdW0yfoA/s1600-h/g+blazer+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306443985976203346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaRGsMSemFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PXiKdW0yfoA/s400/g+blazer+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thought I would give the 'ole waist belt over the jacket' look a try.  It's not a bad look, but kinda confining for me.  I would think I would be okay with this look considering my love of corsets.  Yet I must remember nothing usually comes between me and my corset.  Here I've got a jacket and a tee shirt to contend with.  I'm not complaining, just taking notes.  I think next time I will try using a skinny belt.  Wait!  I tried that look and didn't like it either.  Perhaps my waist is too big.  Or I'm obsessing over nothing.  Either way, back to the drawing board!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Calvin Klein wool Jacket; Topshop tee shirt; Linea Pelle waist belt; Sin wool knit pants; Spanx hosiery; Chie Mihara pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaRGo6dJaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9_zKkZS-778/s1600-h/c+silk+blouse+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306443929649506546" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaRGo6dJaPI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9_zKkZS-778/s400/c+silk+blouse+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuing with shirts from mom's closet, here is a white one with some delicate embroidery near the neck tie.  For my height, it's almost impossible not to actually look like I am playing dress up with my mom's stuff without a belt.  So it's a blessing that I love belts.  Thin ones, fat ones, stretchy ones, studded ones, you name it, I love them all.  This photo almost makes the mostly covered skirt look shorts-like, which is pretty cool, since I have been quite inspired by some stylish ladies sporting dressy shorts lately.  Maybe I'll think about doing it, but it may be a long while before I work up the courage.  I have shorts phobia from those cut up to there ones back in high school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7524286333841669087?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7524286333841669087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-32-waist-belt-yeah-or.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7524286333841669087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7524286333841669087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-32-waist-belt-yeah-or.html' title='Weekday update #32: Waist belt? Yeah or Neah'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaRGsMSemFI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PXiKdW0yfoA/s72-c/g+blazer+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4096986971292140941</id><published>2009-02-23T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:11:29.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #31: Oh my, the things that hair can do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLHVfaokII/AAAAAAAAAFc/9p23eqLxP9Q/s1600-h/c+flash+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022483020255362" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLHVfaokII/AAAAAAAAAFc/9p23eqLxP9Q/s400/c+flash+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday is about comfort and nothing is more comfortable than something raided from mom's closet.  It makes me feel like a little girl playing in the grown up closet again.  Mom keeps everything and her closet is full of my childhood memories.  This silk shirt, along with a few others that I borrowed from her this weekend, made for very cozy princess bedspread back in the day.  After all these years, strong shoulders and plaids are back to be as relevant as they were back then.  Except now instead of rolling around in it, I'd rather wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLBPZ9ruDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/b5TN1vGUyQA/s1600-h/c%26g+silk+shirt+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLBO-6mCCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yt0weHcR2hw/s1600-h/c%26g+silk+shirt+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306015774146955298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLBO-6mCCI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yt0weHcR2hw/s400/c%26g+silk+shirt+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe today's post title is close to something C said. I'm so ready for spring, and that sounds quite odd coming from a totally fall/winter gal! I suppose the crazy weather has something to do with it. One day it's 70 degrees, the next day it's 27! I decided I couldn't wait any longer and thus, went out and got myself a spring hairdo. Now how long will it stay like this you ask? Oh, probably a week. I change just like the weather. But while it's straight, I'm channeling Gossip Girl's little Jenny Humphrey. Yeah, I know I'm a tad seasoned to be running around looking like a high school freshman, but all fashionistas know... if you've got it, flaunt it! xoxo - Gigi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Vertigo Paris studded hoodie; Victoria's Secret scarf top; thrifted pinstripe capri pants; Issac Mizrahi boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4096986971292140941?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4096986971292140941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-31-oh-my-things-that.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4096986971292140941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4096986971292140941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-31-oh-my-things-that.html' title='Weekday update #31: Oh my, the things that hair can do!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SaLHVfaokII/AAAAAAAAAFc/9p23eqLxP9Q/s72-c/c+flash+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5679317392808851697</id><published>2009-02-20T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:55:03.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #30: She's Got Fur On Her Sleeves!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ8KhZlIiCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ErsAZyzCWlk/s1600-h/g%26c+leopard-fur+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304970454984329250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ8KhZlIiCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ErsAZyzCWlk/s400/g%26c+leopard-fur+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, today marks the last day of clothes I hate.  Today's hated item: these corduroy, bell bottom pants.  Just can't stand them and don't ask me why.  Probably because with this afro, I look like I just stepped out of 1970.  Not that there's anything wrong with that.  Honestly, the economy is probably just the same now as it was then!  The real issue that I have with these pants is that the bell at the bottom just appears to be too darn big for my frame.  I've tripped on this bottom too many times and have fallen twice.  That's why I don't like them.  They don't function in the way I think they should.  I just hope I never have to make a mad dash for it in these pants, or I'm toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Diane von Furstenberg jacket; Brooks Bros. button down; vintage belt; Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch pants; Dries van Noten boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ8KhT-BzlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x7z8vrYHQd8/s1600-h/g%26c+leopard-fur+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304970453478133330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ8KhT-BzlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/x7z8vrYHQd8/s400/g%26c+leopard-fur+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Channeling a little bit of that fur flying around at NY fashion week, here is my Hong Kong street market sweater from three years ago.  Worn alone, it's a little walking on the wild side.  But layered over a sheer shirt with rolled up sleeves, it's actually toned down enough for walking in broad daylight.  The polka dots pumps are really not supposed to go with anything.  It's just there to make me smile.  Polka dots have that power. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5679317392808851697?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5679317392808851697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-30-shes-got-fur-on-her.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5679317392808851697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5679317392808851697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-30-shes-got-fur-on-her.html' title='Weekday update #30: She&apos;s Got Fur On Her Sleeves!!'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ8KhZlIiCI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ErsAZyzCWlk/s72-c/g%26c+leopard-fur+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3421447756178988635</id><published>2009-02-19T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:37:23.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinchilla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jumpsuit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vest'/><title type='text'>Weekday update #29: Lil' Chinchilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ2YYvKu3oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuF3aCuZsC4/s1600-h/chinchilla-missoni+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304563486858075778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ2YYvKu3oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuF3aCuZsC4/s400/chinchilla-missoni+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sure you've figured out by now that color is my thing.  Sometimes more is really just better as in this super comfortable knit dress.  Normally, I don't wear a belt with it as the waist is already defined by the stretchy stripes in the middle.  But this morning I discovered that a belt that was recently given to me as a gift had the same knit texture in the back as the dress.  So I figured that today is as good as any to get the two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquainted&lt;/span&gt;.  And they really came together not too badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ2YXwp3NxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wAZzAkVp0eE/s1600-h/g+fur+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304563470077212434" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ2YXwp3NxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wAZzAkVp0eE/s400/g+fur+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome back to things from my closet that I hate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Today's hated item, this fur vest. I, for the life of me, can't seem to wear this vest in such a way that I have to say, "&lt;em&gt;damn this looks good&lt;/em&gt;!" It's all in the attitude I guess. Please note that I tried my best and it (in my opinion) still ain't good enough, but I've always been my worst critic, I take all my own criticisms with a grain of salt! However, before I hit the street, I decided to ask my boyfriend's opinion. I really should know better than to do this, but I find his comments amusing (at times!). This time, I felt it was a &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; to get his take on this ensemble. This is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey babe, what do you think of this outfit?" I ask. "It's cool, but I'm not down with the vest." He said. "Really? Do tell?" I ask. "Cause you look like a little chinchilla. But I think chinchillas are cute, but you still remind me of one nonetheless." ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit I do adore his honesty. I wonder if he knows that chinchillas can have a mean streak from hell though? I'm not inferring anything, just making an observation... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Cynthia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steffe&lt;/span&gt; fur vest; jumper from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Macys&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Spanx&lt;/span&gt; hosiery; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3421447756178988635?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3421447756178988635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-29-lil-chinchilla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3421447756178988635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3421447756178988635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-29-lil-chinchilla.html' title='Weekday update #29: Lil&apos; Chinchilla'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZ2YYvKu3oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/BuF3aCuZsC4/s72-c/chinchilla-missoni+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-77576030704405428</id><published>2009-02-18T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:52:17.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #28: Bolero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZxd0EqXM7I/AAAAAAAAADk/zO4KPtdwB3E/s1600-h/Bolero+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304217610321605554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZxd0EqXM7I/AAAAAAAAADk/zO4KPtdwB3E/s400/Bolero+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi folks.  I'm continuing my segment on clothes I possess that I don't fancy.  I'll be doing this for the rest of the week, just so you know.  I've got plenty of things in my closet that I just don't care for.  Like I said yesterday, just because I don't care for them, doesn't mean they aren't likable to others.  This morning, C commented on my nice bolero jacket.  I don't like this thing on me.  It looks good on the hanger though.  Okay moving to the lace shirt.  Again, not my favorite, but I like to wear this shirt with my utterly boring pin stripe suit.  It gives it a kick.  And lastly, the motorcycle boots!  I always wanted a pair of this type of boot and any fashionista worth her salt knows that they are a hot ticket, when worn &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; right!  The problem is that there are so many various types of motorcycle boots that it's easy to get overwhelmed.  I decided upon these because they possessed this really cool embroidered design.  Well, when they arrived, I thought they were quite bright and well... gaudy!  I really don't do gaudy.  Okay, I know what you're thinking, 'Whatever girl, I've seen your photos, you do gaudy just fine!'  I suppose what I mean is, I love a statement piece, just not a gaudy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was packing these boots up to send them back, my friend, S, of our Office Service's Dept. promptly snatched them from me and said, "Miss thing, you better not send these back.  Girl, what is wrong with you?!?!"  So, I kept them.  It's been three years since and I don't regret the purchase.  Not one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Unyx bolero jacket; vintage brooch; Victoria's Secret shirt &amp;amp; pants, Isabella Fiore embroidered boots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZxdzlfuxhI/AAAAAAAAADc/0Q1klRQx6Dk/s1600-h/Blood+Orange+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304217601955513874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZxdzlfuxhI/AAAAAAAAADc/0Q1klRQx6Dk/s400/Blood+Orange+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gigi's bolero is really a pretty cool military-inspired piece that, with a bit of glitterization, can carry forth the Balmain look of the season.  Maybe I need to get her excited about this home project. :)  Me, on the other hand, I can't do the military look even if I wanted to.  The atitude is just not there.  I better just stick to my colorful light-hearted things.  Today, I am happy despite the rain outside.  Besides that, I am super pround for being able to tie that nice little bow with my leather obi.  It's the little achievements that counts! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-77576030704405428?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/77576030704405428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-28-bolero.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/77576030704405428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/77576030704405428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-28-bolero.html' title='Weekday update #28: Bolero'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZxd0EqXM7I/AAAAAAAAADk/zO4KPtdwB3E/s72-c/Bolero+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5968997253499046503</id><published>2009-02-17T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:13:23.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #27: Paper Cut Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZtC-Oe1U3I/AAAAAAAACfY/zZFHb3SITeo/s1600-h/Paper+dress+002%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZtC-Oe1U3I/AAAAAAAACfY/zZFHb3SITeo/s400/Paper+dress+002%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303906622965633906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I didn't get the three day weekend.  A little thing called "a motion" prevented any other fun motion in my life for most of the weekend.  But I am not complaining and am not entitled to any such complaining.  In fact, I am grateful to have cases to work on in this terrible economy.  But a girl is entitled to a bit of color and fun in her life.  And that, is within my control.  So this morning, I threw all caution to the wind and pulled out the summeriest things in the closet, a paper cutout dress.  With tights and a slip, it really isn't all that see-through and kept my spirits up all day.  You know what, I am almost ready to move from this "motion" to some real motion!  Tomorrow may be a nice day yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZssCf5JVkI/AAAAAAAAADM/uVfn3n-asgg/s1600-h/Plaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303881407591437890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZssCf5JVkI/AAAAAAAAADM/uVfn3n-asgg/s400/Plaid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Tuesday!  We're back from our 3-day weekend.  We had President's Day off.  I love it when a holiday like that creeps up on us, very unexpected, but much appreciated.  So, yesterday, while I was laundering my clothes I got to thinking about some of the articles of clothing that I own that I absolutely despise.  YET, I keep them for the oddest of reasons.  I'm sure we're all like that or perhaps I just enjoy torturing myself.  If that be the case, I need to start another blog based on that statement alone!  Anyhow, I digress.  So, as I was putting clothes away, I came across these plaid pants.  I've had these pants for 10 years now and I still hate them.  I hated them when I tried them on, I hated them as I twirled around the dressing room, and continued to hate them as I carried them to the cash register.  Why did I buy them?  Because the saleswoman just loved them on me and so did a of the few customers.  Yeah, as you can see, I'm quite suggestive.  Doesn't take much to sucker me into a purchase I suppose.  But the main reason I got them is because they are so NOT my style.  In the decade that I've owned these pants, I get 3 or more compliments per wear.  For example, this morning as I was running to the elevator, I asked a woman who had just boarded to hold the door.  As soon as I entered, she says to me, "Oh my God, I love your pants!"  I almost fell over.  I just don't get it.  I don't see it, but maybe it's not for me to see.  Maybe sometimes it's what we don't see that makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Victoria's Secret sweater; BBB plaid pants; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; belt; vintage boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5968997253499046503?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5968997253499046503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-27-paper-cut-dress.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5968997253499046503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5968997253499046503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-27-paper-cut-dress.html' title='Weekday update #27: Paper Cut Dress'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZtC-Oe1U3I/AAAAAAAACfY/zZFHb3SITeo/s72-c/Paper+dress+002%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3265155245310805701</id><published>2009-02-13T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T08:46:37.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #26: Casual Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZWbSfDohKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b2b8kwqpYyk/s1600-h/C+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302314878175315106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZWbSfDohKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b2b8kwqpYyk/s400/C+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how C and I do casual Friday.  I wear this hat to keep my head warm on these crisp mornings.  I'm so glad it comes with a little string and button so I can attach it to my coat.  Wouldn't you know it, the one morning I decide not to attach it, does a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' dump truck come blazing past me and lift it right off my head!  I caught it by its little string.  Don't you just love it when things go your way?  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(vintage hat, scarf &amp;amp; tie; Philippe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Adec&lt;/span&gt; denim suit; Brooks Bros. button down; Leg Avenue hosiery; Stuart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Weitzman&lt;/span&gt; oxfords)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZWbSH7S3CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/abQb8hwJO0U/s1600-h/C-orange+dress+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302314871966325794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZWbSH7S3CI/AAAAAAAAAC0/abQb8hwJO0U/s400/C-orange+dress+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a grand total of two pairs of jeans and they are both in the wash from a recent trip to San Francisco.  Just as well, as I am much more comfortable in dresses anyway.  There is a lot more room for everything.  I also own very few pure cotton things due to their tendency to wrinkle and my lack of motivation and skill for ironing.  This dress is one of the few things.  I have it because the husband picked it out at a small shop in Bali, where we spent our honeymoon.  You can't really see the collar, but it's structured out of beads and makes one think of the beach and I long to think of the beach on this kind of overcast Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3265155245310805701?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3265155245310805701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-26-casual-friday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3265155245310805701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3265155245310805701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-26-casual-friday.html' title='Weekday update #26: Casual Friday'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZWbSfDohKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b2b8kwqpYyk/s72-c/C+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3142099180059959667</id><published>2009-02-12T13:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:46:34.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #25: Simply red</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZSQiN3ApJI/AAAAAAAAACc/-3p3nG2TBEQ/s1600-h/C+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302021578832258194" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZSQiN3ApJI/AAAAAAAAACc/-3p3nG2TBEQ/s400/C+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuing with yesterday's theme of wearing little dresses to work, I dug out this colorful bubble dress with a jeweled collar.  To tone down the jewels, I threw on a little grey cardigan for the office and my usual red jacket for outdoors.  Gigi advised that I should give the red jacket its day in the limelight so here it is.  The jacket was one of those lucky finds one happens upon when one is not really looking.  Three years ago, I spent New Years day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong, where my boyfriend, now husband, suggested a boat ride.  The ride was super fun, but I came off of it absolutely frozen in my little sweater.  I ducked into the nearest shop and put on the first jacket I saw.  And this was it.  It turned out to be less than $20 and I have gotten tons of wear out of it in the last three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZSQiAIrMII/AAAAAAAAACU/EnLqc6-_5fc/s1600-h/G+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302021575148253314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZSQiAIrMII/AAAAAAAAACU/EnLqc6-_5fc/s400/G+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A gorgeous day calls for gorgeous shoes.  I've had these shoes for years, but I usually wear them once a year, at Xmas time.  That would probably explain why they still hurt like brand new shoes as they've never been properly broken in.  Honestly, I believe a great shoe does not need to be broken in.  It should be good to go right out the box.  Aye, there's the rub.  Pun intended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BCBG&lt;/span&gt; Max &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Azria&lt;/span&gt; jacket; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kensie&lt;/span&gt; dress; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DKNY&lt;/span&gt; hosiery; Steven by Steve Madden platform pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3142099180059959667?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3142099180059959667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-25-simply-red.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3142099180059959667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3142099180059959667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-25-simply-red.html' title='Weekday update #25: Simply red'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZSQiN3ApJI/AAAAAAAAACc/-3p3nG2TBEQ/s72-c/C+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7814380154454591598</id><published>2009-02-11T12:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T14:04:25.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #24: Cool Jacket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2JaLH_tI/AAAAAAAAACM/Brs-Rq598w4/s1600-h/C%26G+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301640721617911506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2JaLH_tI/AAAAAAAAACM/Brs-Rq598w4/s400/C%26G+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to snap two photos of C. She looks so darling today. Her jacket is to die for. Too bad my waist isn't a 20 (or some ungodly number like that!) or else I'd have stolen it from her. The dress was just as lovely, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoulda&lt;/span&gt;' gotten a shot of that too. Okay, I see how it is. I totally have to step my fashion game up. This is going to be exhausting. Earlier in the morning, an atty here cautioned me not to "break the bank" on all this fashion stuff, but confided that both C and I were the reason they couldn't wait to get to work every day, just to see what we'd have on. It was at that moment that I had to explain the true meaning of being fashionable/stylish (from my perspective at least). A woman should not adorn herself to make herself look rich. If she does, she's totally missed the point. I went further to quote one of my favorite designers, Mr. John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Galliano&lt;/span&gt;, "we are in a credit crunch, NOT a creative crunch!" Words to live by. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Willi Smith duster; vintage dress &amp;amp; belt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DKNY&lt;/span&gt; hosiery; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Burberry&lt;/span&gt; boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2JMDGhHI/AAAAAAAAACE/_4I8-dHgSAU/s1600-h/C%26G+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301640717826163826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2JMDGhHI/AAAAAAAAACE/_4I8-dHgSAU/s400/C%26G+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up this morning with a new resolve inspired by this little dress, a gift from the darling husband, who always shower me with wonderful presents.  The resolve is simple, I shall wear my little silk dresses during the day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; leave them waiting in the closet for some silly evening occasion.  I don't know who made the rule that silk is for night time.  As recent as the sixties, Chinese women in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong went to work and ran their daily errands in gorgeous silk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cheongsams&lt;/span&gt;.  The fabric is comfortable and demure.  There is hardly any danger of revealing too much, so why has it been banished from the office?  Well, unless someone tells me otherwise, silk dresses are coming back to my office.  This particular number has a great ruffled neckline, but was a bit too slinky sans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sleeves&lt;/span&gt;.  A quick search in the closet produced this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;faux&lt;/span&gt; suede jacket with structured shoulders that played the strong counterpoints to the soft dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2I3zXlwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rs8aLohs7bA/s1600-h/C%26G+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301640712391464706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2I3zXlwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rs8aLohs7bA/s400/C%26G+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is not to say that the jacket didn't have a bit of romance of its own.  In the back, a lacy bow draped down the length of the dress and bounced in the most cheerful manner as I walked out of the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7814380154454591598?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7814380154454591598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-24-cool-jacket.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7814380154454591598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7814380154454591598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-24-cool-jacket.html' title='Weekday update #24: Cool Jacket'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZM2JaLH_tI/AAAAAAAAACM/Brs-Rq598w4/s72-c/C%26G+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8785483919014957554</id><published>2009-02-09T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:59:03.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #23: Teal the end of time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBdMzC-JaI/AAAAAAAAABk/5Gt3WxciqPU/s1600-h/Teal+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300839235857556898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBdMzC-JaI/AAAAAAAAABk/5Gt3WxciqPU/s400/Teal+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It makes me smile to see this dress looking so demure, because when the jacket is off you'd find out that the dress is a halter that leaves the whole back and most of the front bare.  The neck tie part normally goes to the back, and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; that way with the jacket on.  I can't believe it never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me before to wear it as a scarf tie in the front.  I absolutely love it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBc-9X8Q5I/AAAAAAAAABc/e3IN3-kCpFM/s1600-h/Teal+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300838998111699858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBc-9X8Q5I/AAAAAAAAABc/e3IN3-kCpFM/s400/Teal+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I did not expect to see C in teal today. I really didn't, but I'm so glad I did. Not just because we matched, but because we both took this color and put our own personal style on it. I suppose that's what this blog is all about anyway. I get it now! ^_^ All I can say is that I'm happy the weather is warming up. I didn't think I would as I really enjoy the cold and love to dress in layers. Lately, I've found that one can still layer even in warmer weather, you just have to have the right type of fabric!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Banana Republic cardigan; Diane Von &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Furstenberg&lt;/span&gt; dress; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;waistbelt&lt;/span&gt;; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Stuart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weitzman&lt;/span&gt; boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8785483919014957554?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8785483919014957554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-23-teal-end-of-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8785483919014957554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8785483919014957554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-23-teal-end-of-time.html' title='Weekday update #23: Teal the end of time'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBdMzC-JaI/AAAAAAAAABk/5Gt3WxciqPU/s72-c/Teal+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3724507037036009156</id><published>2009-02-05T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:43:08.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #22: Lace Collar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBO8_OlkOI/AAAAAAAAABU/0RwCdi7wRK4/s1600-h/Gigi+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300823571086807266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBO8_OlkOI/AAAAAAAAABU/0RwCdi7wRK4/s400/Gigi+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, C wore the cutest leather gloves in burnt orange. I had wanted to wear gloves too. An elbow length, cognac snake-skin glove to be exact but totally talked myself out of it. Thought I was "trying." After I saw how smashing C looked, I decided to go with my first mind from that moment forward. Fashion mind that is. To "push the corporate envelope" and don red leather pants. This photo is a little bright as the pants weren't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; red. But red nonetheless. In an effort to downplay the boyish look of the pants, I chose a high neck lace top and dainty jacket. Up close you can get a clearer understanding of what's going on here. The top half is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt;, the bottom half is somewhat tom-boyish. There's the balance (or happy medium as I like to call it). Remember, there must be balance in all aspects of one's life, especially their wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Carole Little quilted silk jacket; Victoria's Secret silk &amp;amp; lace shirt; Ralph by Ralph Lauren leather pants; vintage Justin "Roper" boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYwZHYT7VII/AAAAAAAACdQ/EGke6hTbARk/s1600-h/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299638476084040834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYwZHYT7VII/AAAAAAAACdQ/EGke6hTbARk/s400/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I definitely can't pull off red leather pants, at least not without looking like I am trying on Gigi's clothes behind her back. I'll just take comfort in knowing myself well enough to realize that I should stay far far away from things with attitude. What I do are comfortable things, soft and frilly things. And this sweater is exactly that. Without the camisole, it's almost completely see-through and loosely hugs me like snuggles. And if you happened to see me, arms folded around myself with a smile on my face, you, my friend, had witness me hugging snuggles back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3724507037036009156?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3724507037036009156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-22-lace-collar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3724507037036009156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3724507037036009156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-22-lace-collar.html' title='Weekday update #22: Lace Collar'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SZBO8_OlkOI/AAAAAAAAABU/0RwCdi7wRK4/s72-c/Gigi+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2001329981275637870</id><published>2009-02-05T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:08:58.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #21: Full on color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYrUKCg7e8I/AAAAAAAACco/X4VO9O2DuII/s1600-h/CIMG5826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299281180493577154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYrUKCg7e8I/AAAAAAAACco/X4VO9O2DuII/s400/CIMG5826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have wanted to show off these gloves ever since I bought them over Christmas. When I lived in New York, a thing like that would have been easy as winter ware was an absolute must during the daily commute. The same is not true for Atlanta, where the temperature barely dips under 40F and my commute exposes my body to the element for exactly 0 minutes (house - car - office parking garage). Today, however, I woke up to 16F outside. Unheard of! I temporarily contemplated working from home, but then kicked myself for being such a weakling after just four years of living in the south. Instead, I decided to sport my burnt orange gloves since even my steering wheel was frozen. Aren't they just darling? Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYrUEAm8qXI/AAAAAAAACcg/flvqz8fzybc/s1600-h/CIMG5824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299281076902734194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYrUEAm8qXI/AAAAAAAACcg/flvqz8fzybc/s400/CIMG5824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C is right about it being really cold today.  I had no idea it would be this cold.  I didn't watch the weather report this morning.  I bet that explains why I practically ran from my car to the office, in a fur coat no doubt!  Yeah, it was just that cold... for Atlanta anyway.  So the cold weather would also explain why I got so many questions about this short sleeved, lime green dress.  Not very wintery looking for some I would imagine.  It's simple to explain really.  This dress is made of a very (and I mean &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;) heavy linen &amp;amp; silk combination.  There is no way I could wear it in spring or summer, in Atlanta that is.  A cold day like today is truly the only time.  So there you have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(vintage dress &amp;amp; belt; Hue hosiery; Michael Kors pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2001329981275637870?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2001329981275637870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-21-full-on-color.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2001329981275637870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2001329981275637870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-21-full-on-color.html' title='Weekday update #21: Full on color'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYrUKCg7e8I/AAAAAAAACco/X4VO9O2DuII/s72-c/CIMG5826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5585030507097432871</id><published>2009-02-04T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:37:12.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #20: bring the outside inside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYmUrM94H0I/AAAAAAAACcY/8K_cqEtjtHE/s1600-h/CIMG5820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298929906514140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYmUrM94H0I/AAAAAAAACcY/8K_cqEtjtHE/s400/CIMG5820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've never been one to hold on to things.  Meaning, as soon I as I got anything new, I'd use it immediately!  Yesterday, darling C acquired this wool topper for me.  I could not wait to wear it.  In fact, I wore it home, just to give it a test run to see how it would wear and if I would need to make any adjustments.  I needed to make only a minor one.  To wear a mock turtleneck in order to keep from scratching my neck off!  I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; wool, but it gets me every time.  One of my fellow colleagues asked who was my inspiration today and I told him I felt like being a martain, but after seeing this photo with all that wild hair, I happily lay claim to Edward Scissor Hands!  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Marc Jacobs wool tunic; Zara mock turtleneck; Young Fabulous &amp;amp; Broke cashmere leggings; Burberry boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYmTTB5_e5I/AAAAAAAACcQ/9GVj5yDw3Uc/s1600-h/CIMG5823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298928391716567954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYmTTB5_e5I/AAAAAAAACcQ/9GVj5yDw3Uc/s400/CIMG5823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I adore wearing scarves. My mom started my collection when I was five and it has steadily grown for the next twenty five years. Normally, I stick to the silk ones for indoor wear, but today it's freezing, making me want to keep my large wool one on all day. To hold it in place, I tucked it under the belt and it actually blended into the dress quite well. A new idea (for me anyway) is born!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5585030507097432871?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5585030507097432871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-20-bring-outside-inside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5585030507097432871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5585030507097432871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-20-bring-outside-inside.html' title='Weekday update #20: bring the outside inside'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYmUrM94H0I/AAAAAAAACcY/8K_cqEtjtHE/s72-c/CIMG5820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-4290047168750339778</id><published>2009-02-03T03:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:35:11.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #19: Belt it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYgxWDSuuZI/AAAAAAAACcA/KFL8CxIMe6A/s1600-h/CIMG5819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298539216512137618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYgxWDSuuZI/AAAAAAAACcA/KFL8CxIMe6A/s400/CIMG5819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite runway looks from the spring/summer 2009 shows is Chloe's paper bag skirts and shorts gathered at the waist with a romantic fabric belt. So when I saw this skirt hanging on a picked over sales rack at BCBG looking rather lonely, I had to save it from an unloved fate. The original belt was of the same color and material as the skirt. It didn't drape the way I wanted to, so I replaced it with a soft silk scarf. Without deliberately matching it to the shirt, they turned out to go together. Such is fashion luck I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYgxN-kQZGI/AAAAAAAACb4/vHQxczG_TkY/s1600-h/CIMG5816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298539077804516450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYgxN-kQZGI/AAAAAAAACb4/vHQxczG_TkY/s400/CIMG5816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a picture of Kate Moss that someone snapped of her in London, walking in the rain, in a get up similar to this one.  It looked comfortable and easy.  It rained today and I wanted walking in the rain, to and from work (my car that is...), to be comfortable and easy.  You can't tell from the looks of this photo, but yesterday was my best hair day ever!  As you can see, I don't ask for much. ^_^ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Banana Republic velvet trimmed cardigan; BCBG tank top; suede belt &amp;amp; silk skirt - vintage; Cole Haan g-series boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-4290047168750339778?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/4290047168750339778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-19-belt-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4290047168750339778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/4290047168750339778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-19-belt-it.html' title='Weekday update #19: Belt it'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYgxWDSuuZI/AAAAAAAACcA/KFL8CxIMe6A/s72-c/CIMG5819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3181607902441084294</id><published>2009-02-02T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:24:26.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #18: Skinny pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYbY-ZXxVKI/AAAAAAAACbI/IB6iaUNKv9w/s1600-h/CIMG5792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298160578122044578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYbY-ZXxVKI/AAAAAAAACbI/IB6iaUNKv9w/s400/CIMG5792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My word, is my hair ever in some semblance of order, ever?! Short answer: Nope!  And I just can't worry about it either. You don't really know what you look like til' you're on film, let me tell ya'.  Anyhoo... these skinny leather pants are back by popular demand. I wore them a few weeks ago, but C was out of town. However, one of the attys here asked me to wear them again, so here they are. Now I didn't wear them for anyone in particular.  Okay, that's a lie.  I wore them for the Killers.  I went to see them right after work.  I didn't know one Killers song and had never heard of the band.  Months ago, I got an e-mail from Ticketmaster containing a fabulous photo of this band.  I was instantly captivated by one of the members, a guy with long hair wearing a fur vest!  I thought to myself, 'it takes some cohones for a guy to wear a fur vest' (a straight guy that is, I mean, I assume he's straight).  So, I bought tickets and anxiously awaited the show.  All I can say is, I'm so glad I went with a fun person as the show, in itself, was a bust.  Not to say anything against the Killers, but once you've tasted true Rock &amp;amp; Roll grit from the likes of Iggy Pop, Black Sabbath, and the Misfits (just to name a few) it's hard to go back to lollipops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(YaYa cropped tuxedo vest; Brooks Bros. button down; Victoria's Secret leather leggings; Stuart Weitzman oxford pumps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYbY1xRaFSI/AAAAAAAACbA/OmkRVLwDezE/s1600-h/CIMG5795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298160429918983458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYbY1xRaFSI/AAAAAAAACbA/OmkRVLwDezE/s400/CIMG5795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While most of my girlfriends flock to the shoe racks when out shopping, I hardly ever turn my eyes in that direction. Of course this is not due to a lack of love for shoes (that would a crime). I don't look because it makes me sad. 99% of the time, there is nothing on the racks that will fit my size 4 feet. Instead, I must patiently wait for the husband or my next trip to Asia, where I go crazy in a few favorite stores and walk out looking like I just committed a robbery. But once upon a blue moon, I, or in this case, my darling husband, would see a glimpse of hope on a shelf. "Those orange baby shoes look like they would fit your paws," said the husband. And they did, brilliantly. At 1/4 the price of the adult version, these kids Tory Burch were the perfect find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3181607902441084294?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3181607902441084294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-18.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3181607902441084294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3181607902441084294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekday-update-18.html' title='Weekday update #18: Skinny pants'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYbY-ZXxVKI/AAAAAAAACbI/IB6iaUNKv9w/s72-c/CIMG5792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-6267932616315158813</id><published>2009-01-30T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T20:45:20.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #17: solid colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYLnMVTamMI/AAAAAAAACaw/xurwFgeHYxA/s1600-h/CIMG5787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297050310804150466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYLnMVTamMI/AAAAAAAACaw/xurwFgeHYxA/s400/CIMG5787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because of a client event at the office today, we were asked to dress closer to the center. Since I was actually attending the client function, I thought a demure solid colored something or another will have to do. Not to be overly boring, I opted for a tailored vintage dress. Initially there was no plan for a belt, but my self-made necklace of jade beads with a vintage pin thrown on it just looked too lonely up there. It literally called out to its similarly colored mate by falling directly on top of it in my closet. Not one to fight fate, I relented and they were meant to be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYLnHzyNG1I/AAAAAAAACao/is4AfJIVfnA/s1600-h/CIMG5785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297050233087007570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYLnHzyNG1I/AAAAAAAACao/is4AfJIVfnA/s400/CIMG5785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like C said, we have clients in the office today. In my best attempt to look “normal,” I donned a suit. I figured it would be lean, clean and suitable for today's event. Earlier in the morning, while giving myself a final once over in the mirror, I made the fatal mistake of asking my boyfriend how I looked. “All you need is an AK-47 and you’re good to go.” He said. “Why’s that?” I asked. Again, totally my mistake for keeping the conversation going.  His response, “cause you look like Tony Montana!” My response. “Sure wish I had that AK right now!” ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(John Meyer pant suit - Smart Bargains.com; Brooks Bros. button down; Burberry boots)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-6267932616315158813?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/6267932616315158813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-17-solid-colors.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6267932616315158813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6267932616315158813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-17-solid-colors.html' title='Weekday update #17: solid colors'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYLnMVTamMI/AAAAAAAACaw/xurwFgeHYxA/s72-c/CIMG5787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5315678235671646146</id><published>2009-01-29T04:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T07:38:47.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #16: Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYGfQH9DH-I/AAAAAAAACag/31NJOlzNLAg/s1600-h/CIMG5783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296689736126242786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYGfQH9DH-I/AAAAAAAACag/31NJOlzNLAg/s400/CIMG5783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was walking into C’s office, I put this thought into my head, ‘C will have on some form of purple today, I’m sure of it!’  Getting ready for my surprise, I spy C in a gorgeous navy sweater and tweed skirt trimmed in gold piping.  Lovely surprise, but it was not purple as I had suspected.  However, here’s where you could have knocked me over.  As soon as I walk into her office, we both look at each other and say the following (at the same time I think), “ooh, I like that ring!”  “Girl, that necklace is hott!”  Then we both said (maybe within seconds of each other), “oh, I got this in Mexico!”  I had to laugh, I really did.  So we both weren’t in purple, but we still had a connection.  Don’t you just love synchronicity?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(New Port News velvet jacket; Elie Tahari silk &amp;amp; velvet dress; Leg Avenue hosiery; PayLess boots)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYGfKwdo87I/AAAAAAAACaY/K7ybrXDwUeA/s1600-h/CIMG5784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296689643921142706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYGfKwdo87I/AAAAAAAACaY/K7ybrXDwUeA/s400/CIMG5784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It turned out that both Gigi and I had an accessory detail from Mexico today. Mine, the long twisted gold mesh necklace was discovered in a small shop in Cabo. It grabbed me instantly with its fluidity and lightness while being so substantial in size. As you may have noticed, when it comes to accessories, I am not one for subtleties. I'll admire an itty bitty necklace for its cuteness, but if it adds nothing color or shape wise to an outfit, it doesn't really do the job for me. Go big or go home, as my husband says. :) Luckily, big often also means fun and less expensive. A great combination, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5315678235671646146?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5315678235671646146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-16-mexico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5315678235671646146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5315678235671646146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-16-mexico.html' title='Weekday update #16: Mexico'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYGfQH9DH-I/AAAAAAAACag/31NJOlzNLAg/s72-c/CIMG5783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3014662912294522876</id><published>2009-01-28T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:27:20.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #15:color matching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYBIAmIIz1I/AAAAAAAACZ0/TwTYt66lVBE/s1600-h/CIMG5780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296312336859582290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYBIAmIIz1I/AAAAAAAACZ0/TwTYt66lVBE/s400/CIMG5780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You don't need me to tell you that darling Gigi here is a much more adventurous dresser than I. I suspect the big man would let her get away with much more at work than he would me too. That aside, it's impossible not to applaud her for the effort and thought that go into her daily outfits. :) Being her much lazier counterpart, I can only claim one thing in common with Gigi, which is our love for that one, or in her case the many, details that put the punctuation in a look. This morning for me was all about the purple rhinestone pin given to me by an old friend, who had since followed her dream to become a fashion designer. Go Attie! The pin served the purpose of my usual belt to give the light sweater some shape as I bunched the waist portion together. I really like the fact that it allows the dress to peak out from the top. Nothing makes me happier than doing something new to old things and make the whole thing interesting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now check out the cool look Gigi put together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYBH8Sv_s9I/AAAAAAAACZs/NTx0uwB3xVA/s1600-h/CIMG5778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296312262938571730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYBH8Sv_s9I/AAAAAAAACZs/NTx0uwB3xVA/s400/CIMG5778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so this is my loose and I mean loose interpretation/tribute to the late, great Coco Chanel.  It’s in the shoes tis’ all I can say.  When I saw these little booties with satin ribbons, I was captivated.  While walking through Phipps Plaza (it’s a little shopping plaza in Atlanta), I stumbled upon these booties in a window display.  Now mind you, I had just said to myself, “self, that’s it, you ain’t buying nothing else today, GO home!”  As I turned to walk out the plaza doors, I caught a glimpse of a bone and black shoe something or other.  The closer I got to my spied object, I reminded myself, “self, you don’t have a bone and black shoe &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt;, and since you love Chanel (the woman), you should get these so that when you wear them, you can think of her.”  I gather that’s what made Mme Chanel such a force.  She didn’t mind if the stores copied her designs.  She was smart enough to know that in a sea full of carbon copies, people always remember the original!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dress - Victoria’s Secret; scarf - Salvatore Ferragamo; tights - Nordstrom’s brand; shoe bootie - Corso Como; pearl bracelets - various suitors!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3014662912294522876?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3014662912294522876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-15color-matching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3014662912294522876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3014662912294522876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-15color-matching.html' title='Weekday update #15:color matching'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SYBIAmIIz1I/AAAAAAAACZ0/TwTYt66lVBE/s72-c/CIMG5780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8882721002805753083</id><published>2009-01-27T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:42:07.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #14: Red for Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SX8E0ejh-zI/AAAAAAAACW0/-oRTYCbwuis/s1600-h/CIMG5775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295956986412792626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SX8E0ejh-zI/AAAAAAAACW0/-oRTYCbwuis/s400/CIMG5775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Year… again! Today starts Chinese New Year and I’m especially happy to say that this is my year, the Ox. I suppose I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; just announced my age. No matter, I’m not caught up on numbers anyway. A few weeks back, C advised me to wear a red belt for luck. Earlier, I decided on a cute little a-line black dress with red belt, but then my girlfriend in Taiwan sent me a translation of my fortune and well… I decided I might &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oughta&lt;/span&gt;’ up the red ante just a little. It appears, as an Ox person, that I carry “fan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taisui&lt;/span&gt;” so I need to “an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Taisui&lt;/span&gt;.” I hope I’m getting this correct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nori&lt;/span&gt;, forgive me if I’m mistranslating your translation. ^_^ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, my sweet, sweet friend “an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Taisui&lt;/span&gt;(ed)” me at the temple AND online. Last I heard, she added my name to her grandma’s prayer list for those needing “an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Taisui&lt;/span&gt;.” I am truly fortunate to have such wonderful friends. Although, I tell you now, not all my friends got the meaning of the red suit. One of my fellow colleagues here called me The White Stripes. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hadn&lt;/span&gt;’t even thought of them but, honestly, if I had to choose a point of reference it would more than likely be Louis XIV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(pant suit, including vest - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Stelle&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;GilberGilmore&lt;/span&gt;; button down - Brooks Bros.; white belt - Kenneth Cole; tie &amp;amp; boots - vintage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SX8EvF--hgI/AAAAAAAACWs/I5cMU2C02Tk/s1600-h/CIMG5776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295956893917677058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SX8EvF--hgI/AAAAAAAACWs/I5cMU2C02Tk/s400/CIMG5776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;donned&lt;/span&gt; red for two days in a row over this past weekend for Chinese New Year, I was ready for some other colors.  Of course, I couldn't completely avoid the evil repelling hue, hence the scarf, belt, and shoes.  It's nice to see that this dress came out of the tailor's fitting rather nicely.  It's quite a pain to have it refitted and still have the pockets in the right places as opposed to somewhere on my butt.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8882721002805753083?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8882721002805753083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-14-red-for-chinese-new.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8882721002805753083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8882721002805753083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-14-red-for-chinese-new.html' title='Weekday update #14: Red for Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SX8E0ejh-zI/AAAAAAAACW0/-oRTYCbwuis/s72-c/CIMG5775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-319904006363053812</id><published>2009-01-24T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:35:31.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #13: the mood is purple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXsPNV2RxHI/AAAAAAAACWk/wboCSG055oA/s1600-h/CIMG5722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294842508781667442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXsPNV2RxHI/AAAAAAAACWk/wboCSG055oA/s400/CIMG5722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are days when I wake up feeling like the prettiest and luckiest girl in the whole world. I don't mean prettiest or luckiest in comparison to anyone else, but in the most absolute and abstract sense. It's a validation of one's being. It's a good feeling. This was not one of those days. I woke up feeling . . . well . . . purple. Purple is an infinitely better feeling than blue, so I am sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXsPIbSbp2I/AAAAAAAACWc/ND6GstnQcv4/s1600-h/CIMG5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294842424342587234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXsPIbSbp2I/AAAAAAAACWc/ND6GstnQcv4/s400/CIMG5720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know, C and I tend to wear the same colors on the same day a lot!  We never discuss what we are going to wear with one another, yet somehow we wind up approaching each day with a similar sense of style choices.  This morning it was very chilly, to me at least, so I chose to wear leather.  I also needed a cool color to give this chocolate dress a little "pick me up."  As I reached for this purple &amp;amp; yellow shirt this morning, who knew that C would also be strutting her stuff in the exact same color?!  That's just too uncanny.  As I look back through our posts, I have to chuckle a little.  There are many, many days that we have on the same color or material type.  I suppose the saying is true... great minds think alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(leather dress - Ralph Lauren Collection; silk shirt - vintage; waist belt - Linea Pelle; tights - Amsterdam; boots - Isaac Mizrahi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-319904006363053812?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/319904006363053812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-13-mood-is-purple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/319904006363053812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/319904006363053812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-13-mood-is-purple.html' title='Weekday update #13: the mood is purple'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXsPNV2RxHI/AAAAAAAACWk/wboCSG055oA/s72-c/CIMG5722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-824329452550304567</id><published>2009-01-18T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:50:03.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #12: Jeans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNJHkIJpfI/AAAAAAAACS8/YqusOePnkYA/s1600-h/CIMG5679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292654381396239858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNJHkIJpfI/AAAAAAAACS8/YqusOePnkYA/s400/CIMG5679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just love this denim jumper.  Truth be told, I'm a jumper fanatic.  I think that has something to do with growing up in the 70's.  I threw a cardigan over it to hide most of the jumper (I am at the office after all).  I also had the cutest burgundy corduroy jacket to wear over this, but I ran out of the house so fast that I left my jacket on the bed.  I later found my dog all snuggled up in it.  I just got that thing out of the cleaners and now it's going right back.  Oh well, at least one of us got to enjoy it today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I had no idea that damn dog was "setting up shop" on my bed either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cardigan - Banana Republic; button down - Brooks Bros.; scarf - Salvatore Ferragamo; denim jumper - Dittos; oxford heels - Stuart Weitzman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNI_Kxb6oI/AAAAAAAACS0/XigVf9ldKew/s1600-h/CIMG5683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292654237151128194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNI_Kxb6oI/AAAAAAAACS0/XigVf9ldKew/s400/CIMG5683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why wear one brooch when I can wear three. With a simple outfit such as this, more is sometimes more, or at least more fun. :) I was even asked if the brooches were part of the outfit. That sounds like good accessorizing to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-824329452550304567?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/824329452550304567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-12-jeans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/824329452550304567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/824329452550304567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-12-jeans.html' title='Weekday update #12: Jeans!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNJHkIJpfI/AAAAAAAACS8/YqusOePnkYA/s72-c/CIMG5679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2306243566965119639</id><published>2009-01-18T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:38:54.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #11: Storied outfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNAJtM71ZI/AAAAAAAACSs/LRwr97yGkPI/s1600-h/CIMG5678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292644522587313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNAJtM71ZI/AAAAAAAACSs/LRwr97yGkPI/s400/CIMG5678.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;One snowy Sunday back in New York about five years ago (before I got back in touch with my now husband), I was stuck in my office working on a case. In between the frustrating legal stuff, I exchanged a few emails with a guy that I had been contemplating whether to date. Very cute and plenty funny, the problem was that I didn't think our lives were moving in the same direction, so didn't want to waste my time. Well, on that lonely Sunday, he asked about having dinner. Instead of making up a reason why I can't, I wrote and said that if he could get to midtown Manhattan in the snow by dinner time, we could eat around my office, thinking there is no way that he'd be able to or he'd want to in the big snow storm, being at the time in NJ visiting a friend. How wrong was I. He soon called and said that he was on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked just terrible that day, wearing a great big old sweater from my high school day. Not wanting to trek back to my uws apartment to change, I decided in my desperation to dash across the street to the crappy Strawberry hoping to find something. If you have ever gone inside a Strawberry, you know that it is a store with glittery jeans and short skirts catered to teenagers. Having very little expectation, I was more than surprised to see this dress hanging on one of the back racks. Demure but still interesting, it was perfect for this kind of last minute date. I quickly dropped the twenty five dollars and took it along with a pair of tights. The dress has since became one of my favorite every winter, so easy to wear and yet always together. The date, in case you were wondering, also went very well. I say very well, not because we ended up going on a second date, but because we really enjoyed our conversation and were adult enough to realize that we wanted very different things from dating. He, at that point, had already retired from a great ten year run as a wall street broker and is comfortably settling into his own real estate business. He was looking for someone to build a family with. I, on the other hand, was just starting out at the firm and simply wanted to explore what life has to offer. Despite the fact that the date led to no future, it remains one of the most enjoyable ones I've been on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXM_-2lDW9I/AAAAAAAACSk/sZkU6Jy5UpQ/s1600-h/CIMG5674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292644336125828050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXM_-2lDW9I/AAAAAAAACSk/sZkU6Jy5UpQ/s400/CIMG5674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a very special day in the office.  We threw a wedding shower for one of our associates, we'll call him BB.  BB is what I would consider the manliest of men.  He hunts, he fishes, he hikes, he does something called a "3-point stance" on command.  Anyhow, whenever I'm given the pleasure to plan one of our showers I like to go all out.  That typically involves gathering together the perfect libations, decorations, foods, and gifts.  I also try to dress the part as well.  That means I must have the perfect getup!  On this day, I pulled out the most wild and furry thing I could find.  Trust me, it's really not the wildest furry thing that I own, but it's probably the wildest that I could get away with at the office.  Do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(lace shirt - Victoria's Secret; suit (trimmed in fox) - vintage; tights - DKNY; boots - Isaac Mizrahi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2306243566965119639?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2306243566965119639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-11-storied-outfits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2306243566965119639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2306243566965119639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-11-storied-outfits.html' title='Weekday update #11: Storied outfits'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SXNAJtM71ZI/AAAAAAAACSs/LRwr97yGkPI/s72-c/CIMG5678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2096522309937931226</id><published>2009-01-11T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:34:44.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #10: contrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonamXH9TI/AAAAAAAACQg/AVy5vTLoDDk/s1600-h/CIMG5642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290084050227688754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonamXH9TI/AAAAAAAACQg/AVy5vTLoDDk/s400/CIMG5642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's jean Friday and my mourning period is carrying over.  Honestly, I think it would be hard to tell when I'm NOT in mourning as I tend to wear black a lot!  It's chic, what else can I say.  The funniest thing happened this morning in our Office Services Dept.  One of the guys from our dept. asked me, "hey who are you supposed to be today?"  I looked at him puzzled, but soon realized that &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt; reads our blog!  That was a surprise let me tell you.  My reply was simple, "I am myself.  I did not have time to pretend this morning."  He smiled and said to me, "naw, you're some sort of a rockin' roller, I think..."  Considering I was still thinking of Mr. Asheton when I got dressed this morning, perhaps I did have time to pretend.  Touché.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Coat - Nanny; shirt - TopShop; jeans - thrift store; boots - Salvatore Ferragamo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonWTtvWII/AAAAAAAACQY/Al25aH7oPZE/s1600-h/CIMG5644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290083976502794370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonWTtvWII/AAAAAAAACQY/Al25aH7oPZE/s400/CIMG5644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's jeans day at work, but I am hardly ever comfortable in jeans. Call me weird, but I feel terribly constricted in the hard fabrics of a pair of jeans. This is not to say that I don't wear them, I do, when I run out of tights in the winter and am too cold to go bare legged on a plane. I know this because that's exactly what I plan to do today on my trip to Palo Alto. As much as I like to travel for fun, work trips are hard to get excited about. Especially when one must sacrifice most of Sunday to it in order to make a Monday morning meeting. So this past Friday, I made a date with a friend to have a nice dinner in hope of jump starting my shortened weekend. I figured that this dress was workable enough to go from the office to dinner without looking too inappropriate at either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2096522309937931226?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2096522309937931226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-10-contrast.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2096522309937931226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2096522309937931226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-10-contrast.html' title='Weekday update #10: contrast'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonamXH9TI/AAAAAAAACQg/AVy5vTLoDDk/s72-c/CIMG5642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-6998886551317342506</id><published>2009-01-10T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:21:54.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #9: All about the accessories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonKAYIlUI/AAAAAAAACQQ/m8psLC7QBMI/s1600-h/CIMG5640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290083765153469762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonKAYIlUI/AAAAAAAACQQ/m8psLC7QBMI/s400/CIMG5640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My husband is a darling when it comes to buying pretty things for me. As a matter of fact, I depend almost entirely on him to replenish my shoe collection on his monthly trips to Asia as it is impossible to find lady like size 4 heels here in the States. For Christmas, I received from him a selection of jewelry, which included this awesome necklace. It's hard to see the details here, but layered together are a large row of enameled flowers having sparkly centers and another row of oval stones of the same color. As simple as this outfit was, I felt completely special when I put on the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonFVAi4lI/AAAAAAAACQI/JTv3m7VXRtI/s1600-h/CIMG5638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290083684792328786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonFVAi4lI/AAAAAAAACQI/JTv3m7VXRtI/s400/CIMG5638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm smiling in this picture, I'm actually in mourning.  I'm mourning for Mr. Ron Asheton.  He was the guitarist for the Stooges.  Mr. Asheton passed away a few days ago.  I've been trying to keep tabs on his funeral arrangements, but none have been made just yet.  So, I got to thinking that if I could have been priviledged to be a guest at his funeral, what would I wear.  This is what sorta came to mind.  Now since this is a rock and roller we're talking about, I would have nixed the cardigan and worn a really lacy high neck top under my snake print leather dress!  Think mod-vampire if you will.  Since I had to be at work instead, I had to dull it down a bit.  Does this look dull enough?  I guess.  Whatever, beauty is in the eye of the beholder anyhow.  ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-6998886551317342506?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/6998886551317342506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-9-all-about-accessories.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6998886551317342506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6998886551317342506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-9-all-about-accessories.html' title='Weekday update #9: All about the accessories'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWonKAYIlUI/AAAAAAAACQQ/m8psLC7QBMI/s72-c/CIMG5640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-6793290724014804398</id><published>2009-01-07T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:33:44.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #8: It's not about the trend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWVRU_k2x_I/AAAAAAAACPY/yBqNg6NBC0c/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288722758521767922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWVRU_k2x_I/AAAAAAAACPY/yBqNg6NBC0c/s400/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If the bubble dress and polka dots are already out this season, then turn away from my photo now! I'm quite sure leather and lace are well beyond passé. No matter. Anyone who knows me knows that I've always been just a little left or right of center! I suppose you could say that C and I are avant-garde in respect to our sense of fashion. Last night I watched Deadwood. As you can see, it spilled over onto today. I bet some were thinking, can-can dancer. Nope, all wrong. I was merely trying to show off my funky tights, but the lighting was not working for me, so I just gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side bar, C was so well put together that I immediately gasped when I saw her! I always look forward to seeing what she'll wear every single day. She's just got that certain, how do the French say?... "I don't know what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWVQjabVHWI/AAAAAAAACPQ/iC5MShPc-Og/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288721906736110946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWVQjabVHWI/AAAAAAAACPQ/iC5MShPc-Og/s400/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fashion magazines may have stated long ago that bubble dresses and, for that matter, polka dots are way over. But I don't care. I love them all the same and preferably together like in this coat, which I always wear as a dress. I spotted it in a tiny sliver of a shop on my last visit to Singapore. The shop owner had no idea about the quite fabulous designer label and sold it to me at way way way below market price. Nothing beats a great deal, especially one that makes my world a prettier place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-6793290724014804398?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/6793290724014804398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-8-its-not-about-trend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6793290724014804398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/6793290724014804398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-8-its-not-about-trend.html' title='Weekday update #8: It&apos;s not about the trend'/><author><name>Gigi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14162306784825917859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I9ZTu0nUUGM/SUlWY8wHUJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDdh0ElvQhk/S220/ah_018.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWVRU_k2x_I/AAAAAAAACPY/yBqNg6NBC0c/s72-c/DSC01159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-634881061671222662</id><published>2009-01-07T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:50:39.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #7: earring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWSkNS2lSqI/AAAAAAAACPI/YHfmuTGwfWI/s1600-h/CIMG5631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288532410745834146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWSkNS2lSqI/AAAAAAAACPI/YHfmuTGwfWI/s400/CIMG5631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't wear earrings on most days due to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lobes'&lt;/span&gt; unfortunate sensitivity to metal. But I do like large clip-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ons&lt;/span&gt; in my hair once in a while. This is especially true on days when my hair simply refuses to part the other way without a little help. This morning, my dear mini cooper ran out of battery (my fault entirely) and I spent quite a few hours trying to revive it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Desperately&lt;/span&gt; needing my hair to get out of the way, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt; the largest earring I could find (a red coral pearly thing) and put it on. Later in the day, I grew to really love it. It reminded me of my hairstyle back in elementary school. It still seems to work... I am not sure if that's good or bad, but I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWSj5DEWq3I/AAAAAAAACPA/SG8pBoAa6rw/s1600-h/CIMG5628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288532062911245170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWSj5DEWq3I/AAAAAAAACPA/SG8pBoAa6rw/s400/CIMG5628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I wish this rain would go away!  When you have a natural afro weather like this totally wreaks havoc on your hair.  Today, I donned a messy bun.  If not, I’d so be looking like Carrot Top right about now.  Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I suppose.  It appears being Carrot Top hasn’t hurt his career any, but, we already have one CT we don’t need two!  Anyhow, my geisha inspiration has spilled over just one more day.  Above, is my loose interpretation of Sayuri with a little Hatsumomo hair thrown in for good measure.  Funny thing about the pearl necklace though, I originally had the 100 inch strand just kinda draped around my neck, but they kept catching on everything.  As I was trying to remove my rain boots (right before my photo mind you), I got so frustrated I just started placing my arms through the strands in an effort to get them out of the way so I could get my pumps on.  Well, after the pumps were in place, I went on to figure out what to do with those pearls!  So after checking myself out in the mirror, I decided to do absolutely nothing.  You can’t tell so much from this angle, but they are all wrapped up around my back.  Kinda sassy I’d say.  See, it’s true, necessity is the mother of invention!  Hopefully the rain will subside tomorrow so that I can go “Victoria’s Secret” curly all over ya’ll.  Honestly, I’ll worry about tomorrow, well… tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dress - vintage; vest - Diane Von Furstenberg; fishnets - Leg Avenue; pumps - Michael Kors; pearls - I can’t remember, they are real though!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-634881061671222662?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/634881061671222662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/634881061671222662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/634881061671222662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Weekday update #7: earring'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWSkNS2lSqI/AAAAAAAACPI/YHfmuTGwfWI/s72-c/CIMG5631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-5003164205519967325</id><published>2009-01-06T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:40:04.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #6: Updo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWNd_8qxiPI/AAAAAAAACOo/7gaAMXmVBDY/s1600-h/CIMG5625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288173740661770482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWNd_8qxiPI/AAAAAAAACOo/7gaAMXmVBDY/s400/CIMG5625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2009 has arrived! It's a new year and along with that comes a new me! I'm sporting an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;updo&lt;/span&gt;, which is hard to do when you have a natural &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;afro&lt;/span&gt;. But, fortunately for me Madame &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CJ&lt;/span&gt; Walker burst onto the scene some 100 odd years ago and gave women like me a host of options! ^_^ At present, my option is to invoke my "Memoirs of a Geisha" look. I'm rereading the book and yes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rewatching&lt;/span&gt; the movie. I just love that darn movie, but you won't understand any of it if you don't read the book. Sorry. Anyhow, this guise gives a 'shout out' to the great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mameha&lt;/span&gt; and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nemisis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hatsumomo&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to my black &amp;amp; tan Diane Von &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Furstenberg&lt;/span&gt; kimono wrap dress, I was able to give this rendition some sort of justice. I've added loads of gold chains from Target (pronounced Tar-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chez&lt;/span&gt;!), chocolate fishnet stockings, and chocolate Isaac &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mizrahi&lt;/span&gt; boots (that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;IsaacMizrahiNY&lt;/span&gt;.com, not for Target) ^_^. Upon C's suggestion, I opted for the side profile. I must say I like it, I wish you could see the chopsticks in my hair, but I was in a rush to get the picture over and done with so I didn't really worry about it much. "Water is always in such a hurry, perhaps it is just as well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWNd7iVbHJI/AAAAAAAACOg/6YhDUivXD9g/s1600-h/CIMG5626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288173664873421970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWNd7iVbHJI/AAAAAAAACOg/6YhDUivXD9g/s400/CIMG5626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband didn't know that orange was his favorite color until he started living with me.  I guess waking up everyday in a house peppered with the hue has an effect on one's &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;psyche&lt;/span&gt;.  When he picked out our pumpkin colored &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bar stools&lt;/span&gt;, I was smitten.  This dress is of the prettiest burnt orange right in the range that I love.  It's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;obnoxiously&lt;/span&gt; loud, but definitely does not blend into the background either.  On such a gloomy day at the start of the new year, I absolutely didn't want to blend into the grey environment.  If the weather isn't going to bring on the colors, I sure will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-5003164205519967325?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/5003164205519967325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-6-updo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5003164205519967325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/5003164205519967325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-6-updo.html' title='Weekday update #6: Updo'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWNd_8qxiPI/AAAAAAAACOo/7gaAMXmVBDY/s72-c/CIMG5625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-3120447494115447719</id><published>2009-01-05T04:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T08:07:11.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #5: Pop of color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWH9rCH8-pI/AAAAAAAACOI/wW5j9-KmJok/s1600-h/CIMG5410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287786353256102546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWH9rCH8-pI/AAAAAAAACOI/wW5j9-KmJok/s400/CIMG5410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I immediately wanted this dress when I first laid eyes on it. The button details low on the waist and the snug cut captivated my attention. But it was the color that melt my heart. Not all pinks can be so simultaneously soft and strong. I will even call it vivid, risking you thinking that it's something like a fuschia. It made me happy whenever I looked down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWH9hqVYKpI/AAAAAAAACOA/ZpRqfUA9d7A/s1600-h/CIMG5409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287786192251136658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWH9hqVYKpI/AAAAAAAACOA/ZpRqfUA9d7A/s400/CIMG5409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, it was all about my tribute to the working woman. Honestly, I had to move a lot of files so I needed to be comfortable. Funny thing, I too knew I wanted this jumper the first time I saw it, but for a totally different reason. Many years ago, this jumper was a part of my halloween costume. I was Storm. Yes, I was, and it looked great... trust me! Anyhow, earlier in the morning, I had to remove the "X's" from the collar along with the cape! By adding a red polka-dot scarf, I've transformed from Storm, into Laverne (Laverne &amp;amp; Shirley). Yeah, that's right, I'm a child of the 70's. Laverne was one of the first hardworking women I remember from early on, aside from my mother of course. Shlemiel/Shlemazel/Hassenpfeffer Incorporated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-3120447494115447719?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/3120447494115447719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-5-pop-of-color.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3120447494115447719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/3120447494115447719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2009/01/weekday-update-5-pop-of-color.html' title='Weekday update #5: Pop of color'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SWH9rCH8-pI/AAAAAAAACOI/wW5j9-KmJok/s72-c/CIMG5410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-7680003314722848694</id><published>2008-12-21T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:30:14.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #4: Party time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SU7R_3mXNtI/AAAAAAAACHk/z70MIjBomXo/s1600-h/CIMG5367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282390308138989266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SU7R_3mXNtI/AAAAAAAACHk/z70MIjBomXo/s400/CIMG5367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Xmas '08! Every year we all get together in the spirit of togetherness and party hard. By the time this photo was snapped, the partying was well under way. So where on earth do I begin with this pic? Let's start at the top. **Note to self: fluff your hair before your next photo op!** Now on to the clothes... which is why we're all here in the first place! Every year I look to wear a pretty outrageous shoe to our firm's holiday party. Typically, I'll find a truly funky red shoe to coordinate with my Xmas ensemble and hit the town! But as I was getting ready the night before, I noted that I was pulling out every single 'Xmas-like' color I could find. At one point, I had draped myself in red, green, gold and purple! I looked like Rainbow Brite! As I giggled to myself, I thought, 'what if Rainbow Brite had an evil twin, what would she look like?' And so, I opted for my black silk Milly trapeze dress, a black cashmere cardigan, a vintage broach, and my gold, thigh high sequin boots! Viola, "Monochrome Nite," Rainbow Brite's evil twin! You know, looking back, perhaps the hair does befit this outfit after all! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SU7N3WGvmwI/AAAAAAAACHM/mP0Rv00qm2E/s1600-h/CIMG5354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282385763662535426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SU7N3WGvmwI/AAAAAAAACHM/mP0Rv00qm2E/s400/CIMG5354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once a year, we close the firm early and head out for a long lunch in celebration of the holidays. I have been so busy at work this season, this party was the first time I got around to say merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warm weather was still holding, so I rushed home after wrapping up work to switch into a blush pink silk shirt dress and gave it a Christmas lift with a red belt and red satin shoes. If you haven't figured it by now, I am a big fan of belts. It's hard to find one that fits a 22 inch waist, but I have gotten very good at refitted them myself. :) It looks like my lovely assistant had decided to go all white this year. It's not an easy color to wear head to toe, but she did it with confidence, which did wonders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-7680003314722848694?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/7680003314722848694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-4-party-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7680003314722848694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/7680003314722848694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-4-party-time.html' title='Weekday update #4: Party time'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SU7R_3mXNtI/AAAAAAAACHk/z70MIjBomXo/s72-c/CIMG5367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-534866682642745129</id><published>2008-12-19T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T06:01:50.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #3: 70 plus in December!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUtxmImcRVI/AAAAAAAACHE/aGn4-ra6z20/s1600-h/CIMG5351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281439887979726162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUtxmImcRVI/AAAAAAAACHE/aGn4-ra6z20/s400/CIMG5351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I probably should have fixed the scarf before the photo. It looks to be hanging quite a bit lower than it had started in the morning. :) Nevertheless, you get the point. This is a day about shades of blue, one of my favorite colors. None of them quite match. I guess that's also the point. I like them all. The knit dress is incredibly comfortable like a pajama. Hence the belt, a little something to give some shape. When one is only five feet tall, shape really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUtxiT6QrSI/AAAAAAAACG8/UvKsTiJvmNg/s1600-h/CIMG5350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281439822296165666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUtxiT6QrSI/AAAAAAAACG8/UvKsTiJvmNg/s400/CIMG5350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah, 70 degrees in Atlanta, but still as humid as ever. As a result, I decided to wear a light silk dress. Let's see, today my look is loosely based on the cartoon character Betty Boop. Since there are so many versions of Miss Betty, I thought I'd go for the biker version. I've outfitted my little dress with a leather vest from Bagatelle and a pair of Ruthie Davis studded, ice blue Mary Jane high heels. The pearls are still there, honestly I wear pearls just about every day! But, today I've added a tough looking leather wristband to give the outfit a "punch." Boop Boopie Doop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-534866682642745129?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/534866682642745129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-3-70-plus-in-december.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/534866682642745129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/534866682642745129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-3-70-plus-in-december.html' title='Weekday update #3: 70 plus in December!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUtxmImcRVI/AAAAAAAACHE/aGn4-ra6z20/s72-c/CIMG5351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-8007193386597119719</id><published>2008-12-17T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T08:26:25.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #2: Warm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUm_WOPT7iI/AAAAAAAACG0/JudC39bWvgc/s1600-h/CIMG5337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280962426568961570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUm_WOPT7iI/AAAAAAAACG0/JudC39bWvgc/s400/CIMG5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, so I'm smiling today. It's not so bad, in fact, I quite enjoy it. ^_^ Today it is warm in Atlanta but also humid. And let me tell you, my "Victoria's Secret" curls took quite a beating. However, I still made the most of it. Moving on... today's ensemble tells the tale of one who loves gansta flicks. My aim today was quite simple, 'what if Scarface were a woman?' Today, I don a snazzy little jacket from Victoria's Secret (adorned with a red vintage scarf), a black Brooks Brothers button down, a faux Missoni skirt (I snagged this puppy from Rich's Department store some 10 odd years ago!), a pair of charcoal tights I picked up in Amsterdam, and the Pièce de Résistance a glittery pair of Betsy Johnson candy apple red, Mary Jane high heels! Oh, and let's not forget the pearls! Loads of pearls encompass my right wrist. Yep, that's Scarface all the way! Well... if he were a woman of course. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUm_RHfGcsI/AAAAAAAACGs/hcQFRQCpg6w/s1600-h/CIMG5338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280962338856792770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUm_RHfGcsI/AAAAAAAACGs/hcQFRQCpg6w/s400/CIMG5338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's unseasonably warm today in Atlanta. The timing for the warm weather couldn't have been better as I had just ran out of tights to wear. :) What better to go with bare legs than a light cotton white dress. For a bit of fun flare, I also threw on my "chef bracelet" that features large glass bubbles of food-related clippings. It makes me smile every time. Then again, I do like to smile. :) It looks like J is getting there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-8007193386597119719?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/8007193386597119719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-2-warm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8007193386597119719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/8007193386597119719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-2-warm.html' title='Weekday update #2: Warm!'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUm_WOPT7iI/AAAAAAAACG0/JudC39bWvgc/s72-c/CIMG5337.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130084098966757352.post-2382026654683029951</id><published>2008-12-17T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:22:32.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekday update #1: Introducing the two styles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUjqENzt8tI/AAAAAAAACGk/edNAGlOa6QY/s1600-h/CIMG5333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280727921238864594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUjqENzt8tI/AAAAAAAACGk/edNAGlOa6QY/s400/CIMG5333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For most, getting dress to go to the office is not something to look forward to. I, on the other hand, enjoy it immensely. After all, I can't always control what happens at the office, but I am fully in charge of how I look and how much fun I have with it. It gets even better when there are like-minded people at the office who I look forward to seeing everyday. J (below) and I may have very different tastes in clothing, but our urge to play with style is the same. Here is to launching "a tale of two styles" at the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there was a gloom that spread from the sky to my closet and resulted in my gray/black ensemble. To counter the depressing mood, I tied on a long purple silk scarf. The cool and soft silk felt comforting against the skin and lifted the spirit instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUjp9xqFliI/AAAAAAAACGc/CmPbPOstFsk/s1600-h/CIMG5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280727810603062818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUjp9xqFliI/AAAAAAAACGc/CmPbPOstFsk/s400/CIMG5332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi says: For me, getting dressed is a big deal. I've always been a character and have never had any real reservations about acting out as such. Each day begins and ends in "character." On this day, I woke up singing that infamous Beatles tune, "Mrs. Robinson." All morning long, that song continued on and on in my head. Even when showering and later while making coffee! It was during my 1st "cup of Joe" that I decided on this morning to put my best character foot forward and &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; Mrs. Robinson. However, from the looks of my photo, it screams 'evil schoolmarm!' I do mean well, I swear it. Anyhoo, I must confess that Cathy snagged this photo of me as I was headed to my boss's office and let's just say, I wasn't in the photo taking mood. But, leave it to Cathy to say to me in her oh-so-calming voice, "J, you should smile more." Well let's just say after this photo was published, I totally got her meaning. Anyhow, smile or no smile, I can still attest to the fact that I look pretty darn good. Okay, so I'm biased. Did you expect anything less?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4130084098966757352-2382026654683029951?l=ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/feeds/2382026654683029951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-1-introducing-two-styles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2382026654683029951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130084098966757352/posts/default/2382026654683029951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ataleoftwostyles.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekday-update-1-introducing-two-styles.html' title='Weekday update #1: Introducing the two styles'/><author><name>Cathy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SZ_eOGOJ86I/AAAAAAAACgI/7lI3ub2hwqQ/S220/blog+profile.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9COrB1hzLx4/SUjqENzt8tI/AAAAAAAACGk/edNAGlOa6QY/s72-c/CIMG5333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
