Saved by the Belle

For some reason, brown hair and floral prints remind me of Tiffani Thiessen circa the early 90's. I suppose you could classify that as irrelevant information, but you know what? It's not, goddammnit. It's completely pertinent. It's the method behind my madness. I saw this floral tank top in my closet, and then I remembered my newly dyed hair, and decided to go for yet another 90's-esque look (remember last February?). And then I did a little dance and made my boyfriend take pictures of me and my really old looking face. Do you see crow's feet? Because I do. But you know what? It's okay, because my face doesn't look old all the time. It only looks old when I don't get enough sleep. Like the night before these pictures were taken. Snoring and sleep-talking boyfriends are not conducive for a homegirl's beauty sleep. Believe me, I know. "I GOT 'EM!!!!!! I GOT 'EM!!!!!!" *sleep gurgle* "GIVE, GIVE, GIVE ME THE CONTROLLER!!!!!" *snore*

Floral tank top: Charlotte Russe
Sweater: Target
Jeans: American Eagle
Sandals: Doc Martens

2EITM & The Case of the Abandoned Cabin

I'm an only child. I know what to do with myself when I get bored. Sometimes it involves hair dye (u likey?!?), other times it involves a tripod and a self timer. But it always involves a good time!

I'm so behind on life right now. Forgive me.

Dress, scarf, boots: Urban Outfitters
Jacket: Abercrombie

The much anticipated, extremely photo heavy CONCLUSION TO FLORIDA

Holy shizz. I'm sweating after all that work. I've been home nearly two weeks and I'm like, not even half way done editing all my pictures. I am slow as molasses, yo, and twice as sticky. What? I don't know either.

If I've learned one thing in the past few years, it's this: take lots of pictures on vacations. You'll have memories that last a life time (even when you go senile!), something to show the grandkids, and an easy way to annoy your darling blog readers. Really. I'm proud that I actually stuck it out this time and took pictures throughout my entire trip. Normally I start out strong, and then my enthusiasm dwindles and dwindles until I eventually quit and don't bother to grab the camera for even the most exciting things (I will manage to bust out my phone to get a great shot of buffalo testicles, however). But I done good this time. And that's why I'm showing off. How's that for enthusiasm?

Florida, Part IV (or IIII, if you will)

I hate referring to anyone as a "bad blogger," but I can't think of a better term to describe myself lately. Maybe "busy/lazy person who still is not out of post-vacation funk"? What about "person who works everyday and is still recovering from monster cold and feels like doing nothing but sitting on her couch, reading books from the youth section, and eating chocolate when she gets home"? It just doesn't have the same ring to it, does it? No. But it's true. I figure it took me about two weeks to recover from my last post-vacation coma, so, if it's going to be the same type of deal now, I should be back to normal sometime next week. Until then, I'll be at work, and then I'll be drowning in some fantastic literature. It just came out, yo!

And don't worry. I'll be making my rounds to my inbox and your blogs shortly. I'd never forget about you!

Anywho, on to the pictures: these were taken on Mother's Day. We spent most of the day on the beach. Okay, so it was a man-made beach, but when you hail from the arctic like moi, you don't really give a shit. A beach is a beach. Yo. And yes, I realize that anyone with a foot fetish has probably been getting their jollies off reading my last few posts. Mmm feet. Enjoy!

Dress & Sunnies: Urban Outfitters
Sandals: Dolce Vita
Hat: American Eagle

Florida, Part III (Is this getting boring yet?)

This is one of the simplest looks you'll probably ever see here at ol' Two Eyes in the Mirror. I love dresses, but I actually find myself shying away from them because they just make an outfit so simple, it seems (I believe I touched on that subject here, friends). That being said, when it feels like it's about 100°F out, a simple, loose-fitting cotton dress feels like a dream. You know what doesn't feel like a dream? Walking all over the place in goddamn 4-in wedges. Hence the wonderful flip-flops that are gracing my feet (I even got a close up shot for you! I know! What a classy and unique shoe choice! Don't they do wonders for my bloated-up calves? Look at how they accentuate that tan line! Oh my God, I'm a fashion genius).

I'm not sure if you can tell from these pictures, but the lady is on edge here. Why you ask? Because of the lizards, I say! I don't know how you people can live in warm climates, because it seems to me that where there is warmth, there is also an abundance of creepy crawly lizards. I hate to admit this here, since I think I've got some of you fooled into thinking I'm some bad ass mamacita (I mean, I did brave the winter weather in heels and mini-skirts, after all), afraid of nothing--not even death!!!! But um, yeah, hello. That is not the case. I'm really not good with the fauna, if you will. Those almost-cute lizards about the size of my forefinger evoke a massive amount of fear in me. I'm ready to bust out my "I love MN" shirt just thinking about it. I'll take on a bear, but lizards? Cannot. Handle.

Dress: Somewhere in Walt Disney World (thanks, ma)
Sandals: The flip-flop store in the MOA
Sunglasses: Urban Outfitters

Florida, Part II (I'm original, aren't I?)

* I know someone is going to ask, so I'll save you the effort and just tell you: the second picture is a shot of wood. Yeah. I like texture. And I'm odd. So I take pictures of wood. Rock on.

I bought this dress back in my big girl days when I had more junk in that trunk than I do now. Yeah grrrrrl! I remember hating it and never wearing it because it barely covered my area. But now, of course, I've fallen in love with it, want to make sweet love to it, and would eat our first born child for another one in a different color. Too bad they stopped selling them two years ago.

I found this scarf on sale for only $6, so naturally I swooped it up because hello! It's an animal print. Momma loves a little animal print in her life. I'm actually wearing it right now and it still smells like Florida. Yes, Florida has a smell. Has anyone else noticed that? It's one of those smells that is actually kind of gross, but you're so intrigued that you have to keep on sniffing. It's like a mix of mustiness and murkiness, with a little bit of sweat thrown in. Mmm mmm. I'm down.

Dress, scarf, sunnies, bag: Urban Outfitters*
Sandals: Dolce Vita

* UO, if you're out there, why don't you just sponsor me already. I already sold my soul to you years ago, anyway

Florida, Part I

Why hello there! Look who it is! I'm finally back from Florida. I had a great time, despite some unfortunate mishaps: A) I came down with a cold last Thursday, and it just keeps on keepin' on, B) my grandpa--who's been in and out of the hospital since he had surgery and a stroke last summer--had a bad seizure over the weekend AND my grandma broke her finger and has to have surgery on it next week. Things are looking better now, but it put a damper on things for a while. But anyway, I'll be sharing my vacay pictures with y'all over the next week, starting with today!

These pictures are from the first full day I spent in that wonderful paradise-land known as Florida. Actually, I don't find Florida to be all that charming. Nice for a vacation? Oh hells yes. But to live there? No thanks. The heat and humidity made me bloat up like a puffer fish. I'm more of a dry heat, southwest kinda girl. But if there's sunshine and warmth, I'm not going to complain too much.

Dressing for Florida is a lot different than dressing for Minnesota (I mean, obviously, right?). While summer is definitely my favorite season, I'm a girl who likes layers. In fact, summer makes me kind of nervous. It has something to do with the fact that I have linebacker shoulders and milkmaid arms. Bearing all isn't something I love doing, but hey! Practice makes perfect, and after a week of prancing around in halter and tank tops, I'm completely ready for summer. So come on, summer. Hurry up. Me waity.

In other news, I got accepted into graduate school! Whoop whoop, right? I don't know exactly when I start yet...but I'm sure I'll find out soon. Oh, oh, and I'm getting my hair did next week. Whoop whoop again, right? It might be a big change...so stay tuned!

I'm glad you enjoyed the posts I scheduled while I was away. I'll be returning all of your comments and catching up on your blogs in the next few days. Getting back up to speed is so time consuming!

Hat: American Eagle
Skirt: Zara
Bag: Urban Outfitters
Wifebeater & flip-flops: Random