Fall blahs

I was starting to feel the Fall and Winter blahs, and so what does that make me want to do?  Color my hair!  I went to Kelli at Crimson Salon in Eugene, and asked for strawberry blonde.  Here it is!

oldie but goodie

Going through some old pics and found this one.  God, I love those shoes!

Connect Conference

Hey y'all!
I went to a conference in Loo-ey-vull, Kentucky in August.  And it was HOT.  Hot-hot, like walk out the front door of the hotel and be dripping wet in five seconds hot.  I hate being hot... so I had to figure out a way to look cute and not sweaty and stay warm enough while in the frigid convention center as well.  The conference photographer caught me!  Although I don't think this is an especially good photo, I still appreciate the outfit.  The contrast of the blues?  Perfection!  The adorbs white sandals that aren't in the pic?  Take me back to summer!


So here's the page I found in the Connect Magazine (one for Meeting Planners like me!)

Exciting news!

Rachel, my sister-in-fashion, and I have a side business that we have been working on pulling together for AGES now, and it feels like things are starting to pick up!  We have a fabulous new blog that I would love you to read and FOLLOW!  http://wardroberevamp.wordpress.com/  

My shoes.

I love shoes, anyone who has been around me for more than 5 minutes can tell you that.  What I have never done is catalogue my shoe collection.  So I am starting.  These are current favorites, Miu's from DSW. 

They make me feel like a totally hot bitch. 

Ok. Fine.

The Professor has guilted me into blogging again.  Almost every day he asks if I have posted anything lately.  Want to take a bet on how long it takes before he sees that I did? So I said I would post the picture that I had taken in New York City by noted fashion photographer NIGEL BARKER.  Yes, otherwise know as my "other" boyfriend.  There are many in this category... perhaps a later post?

I love this because I think it looks like me.  Happy me.  Nigel gave me this little pep talk on confidence right before he started shooting, and I died.  I couldn't stop grinning, so maybe the confidence thing worked or maybe I was just being photographed by noted fashion photographer NIGEL BARKER.  I heart him.  (And his book on confidence?  awesome.)

New beginnings, new hair

I have no idea what compelled me to chop all of my hair off.  While in Denver though, I went into a salon with Nancy because she needed hairspray.  There was a sign on the counter that said "walk-ins $25" and for some reason that made me think that I needed a change and so I asked the receptionist if someone could give me a pixie cut.  Someone could, and did.  It is short and sassy and stylish and for me it kinda feels rebellious in a way.  Against what I do not know nor care.