ISO ...

In search of: flirty party outfit for New Year's. (Yes, I hate strongly dislike New Year's as much as the rest of you. But this year, I'm dressing up and raising my glass to two-thousand-fine.)

$40, Target — bargain and swingy, but could look like a potato sack:



$252, Marc Bouwer on BlueFly.com — too dressy and too pricey, but so pretty:


$130 sequin tank and $89 dark skinny jean at Banana Republic — ah, just right ... but $130 for a tank? Not in this economy:


A-ha! Problem solved:

$20, Forever 21 — probably won't fit as well as the BR option, but for $20 and one night, who cares? Pair with skinny jeans and black boots I already own; done and done:

Thoughts? What are you wearing?

Little Victories

Ladies and gentlemen, good news: I have a job interview when I get to New York!

I know, it's just one interview. But it's been quite some time since I've heard back from anyone in this job search, so I take what I can get. If I had some extra cash I'd buy this little number to wear at it:

I'm accepting donations.

In other news (or, perhaps it's related), I've been a bit stressed lately. I woke up last night at 3 a.m. thinking there was a baby (a baby!) in my bed and that I'd lost it. I immediately turned on my bedside lamp, shut my bedroom door, and frantically (very panicked. Heart racing and everything) searched through my bed until I realized, a) there was no freaking baby, and b) I'm an idiot. I went back to sleep.

So this afternoon, I'm taking some time away from this:


My never-ending pile of clips, resumes, and cover letters ... (yes that's Rigby helping out)

... to instead deal with this:


... my never-ending pile of books and magazines. Ah, so much more enticing, don't you think? It'll be a good respite, I think, and hopefully remind me of why I'm doing what I'm doing.

And on the back of my Yoga Journal (speaking of, why does Kansas lack any decent yoga studios?) I found this ad for lululemon. First off, I love that it's for lulu and you'd never know; it doesn't say it anywhere. And secondly, it's a bit uplifting without being too schmaltzy.


"Do one thing a day that scares you."

Today, that one thing will be a bike ride with my dad sans a helmet. Wish me luck!