Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Blog Dogs | Indy & Brooklyn

Welcome to Blog Dogs! Every week or so we're going to hang out with the dogs behind some of our favorite bloggers, because I can't get my fix off your Instagram feeds anymore! So if you're into pictures of cute puppies and getting to know all of the reasons why they're so stinking adorable, stay tuned. And if you'd like to tell us all about your dog, email me!

First up: my little muffins. Obvi. :)

1. Introduce us to your little furbaby!

Indy is my big handsome boy, and Brooklyn is my nugget. Monkeyman and Little Dog. Mr. Pinders and Brook-a-lyn. Indybug and Nuggiebear. I am a nicknaming connoisseur, just ask poor Fran-diddy.

2. Where and when and how did you get Indy and Nugget?

This would have taken roughly three novels... so we vlogged it. Oh yes, we. The three of us. Scroll scroll scroll!

3. What are their favorite toys?

Nugget's favorite toy is whatever Indy is playing with at the moment, usually one of these Nylabones... we have three in the apartment at all times. She also loves water bottles. He loves anything with a squeaker. They both really love ice cubes more than life itself so I don't know why I bother with toys.

4. Tell us your favorite Indy/Nugget story. Come on, you know you have one.

I have thousands. Some of them are in the vlog, others we'll save for another day. But also, this video where Nugget decided to growl at herself in the mirror.

AND after Indy had his big surgery we went to pick him up and the morphine he was on made him super weird. Like, he tried to climb in the back of the car but he stopped with his front half in the car and his back legs on the ground and just started whimpering because he couldn't figure out how to do it. It was very David After Dentist.

5. Do Indy and Nugget have any funny quirks?

Huskies aren't supposed to be able to bark, but Nuggiebear can because she was raised by Indy. So that's always a funny sound, because it's very not-doglike.

6. Where do they sleep?

Nugget sleeps in bed, on top of my legs at all times. Indy rotates between in front of the doors and the couch. He's our protector.

7. Can Indy or Nugget do any tricks?

I mean, they can both sit. I'm not a super on-top-of-it owner that way.

8. If you could describe Indy and Brooklyn's personality in one word, what would it be?

Indy: derpy. Because... he derps around when he gets excited. I don't know how else to explain it.
Brooklyn: sassypants.

9. Are there any doggy products you can't live without?

10. What's the best advice you have for someone who's considering getting a dog?

Be realistic about what you can handle. Like, oh I don't know... a puppy during grad school? Probably not. Know what you want going in, and stalk Petfinder.com until you find it. And you will find it, just be patient.

And now... the vlog! The first ever! The over/under on times I say "like" is 248.

OOTD | Frozen Pizza

Sweater: F21 | Shirt: TJMaxx | Tank: Target | Jeans: American Eagle | Boots: Report | Necklace: F21 | Scarf: Target

This outfit is the frozen pizza of my closet.
You throw it together because you don't really have anything else prepared (or you have three weeks of outfits prepared and none of them work IN THE SNOW, MARCH) and it's never going to be your most memorable or absolute favorite thing in the world, but it's never bad

Unless, you know, you're in a hurry and you cook it with the cardboard still on the bottom. Which I did once, to my dad's amusement. He didn't let me forget about it... until mom called a few weeks later and told me my father had something he needed to tell me. WHAT'S THAT DAD? YOU FORGOT TO TAKE THE CARDBOARD OFF YOUR PIZZA?

Anyway, there's a word for outfits like this. It's "meh." Nothing super special, nothing I'll probably repeat, but not one of those disaster days when you show up wherever you're going in an outfit that makes you want to punch babies.
...and the infants of the world lived to see another day.

Also, sorry about my face. (A phrase I should probably be using more often.) It appears that the task of standing still and being entirely in the frame and not falling over was too much to accomplish without crossing my eyes.

While you're here, be sure to check out the first post in my new Blog Dogs series! Unless you hate freedom and puppies.

pleated poppy

Monday, March 25, 2013

OOTD | We Got Punx'ed

Jacket: Nordie's | Sweater: Old Navy | Skirt: F21 | Leggings: Target | Boots: Report | Scarf: Target | Earrings: F21

Woke up to like 4 inches of snow.
Don't mind the scuffs on my boots, just removed them from Punxsutawney Phil's ASS.

Like, I get it. I get that entertainment is probably hard to come by as a groundhog. Doesn't mean you have to be a dick about it. And also I'm pretty sure the saying is "in like a lion, out like a lamb" not "in like a lion, out like an insufferable whoremonger." Get it right bro.

This man makes me proud to be an almost-prosecutor. And also an American.

I got a little somethin' somethin' for ya, Phil:

And whose mother names them Punxsutawney? Assskkkkiiinnnngggg to get your lunch money stolen.

Sunday, March 24, 2013

OOTD | Excuse Me Sir, Are These Your Pants?

Top: apt. 9 / Kohl's - GO BUY IT! It's an Equipment dupe for like $25 | Jeans: American Eagle | Shoes: PG for Target | Bag: BCBGMAXAZRIA | Bracelets: Target | Rings: F21

I wore this Saturday night, took this picture Sunday morning, now it's Monday. THIS BLOG IS A TIME MACHINE

PROOF! Proof that I actually wear purses! This is actually my shamepurse, because even half price at TJMaxx it was approximately all of my grocery money for the month and I shouldn't have bought it but I did anyway and then just to be sure Responsible Sam couldn't return it when we untied her and took the sock out of her mouth, Shopaholic Sam cut the tags off. So to justify my little episode I've been wearing it literally everywhere. To the grocery store. To class. To the bathroom.

I've been dreaming of these shoes since I first saw them on Kristi (girlcrush alerrrrtttt) and I decided that since I'm going to be covered up in grad robes (THAT COST NINETY FOUR DOLLARS TO RENT... LET ME REITERATE THAT... TO RENT) it makes no sense to buy a graduation dress, but it makes all the sense in the world to buy graduation shoes, especially when the last pair in your size is on clearance. I bought them on a Target trip that I took while wearing the sweatpants I borrowed from my friend the night before. (Sidenote: mens' sweatpants are like leprechaun gold.) Anyway, she's not totally sure whose they are, a realization that dawned on me as I was walking into Target, so I spent the entire time wondering if my pants belonged to every guy in the store.

Fun new game: lock eyes with every man in Target and try to ask him with your mind if you're wearing his sweatpants.

Don't think I don't see your judgy eyes right now. I'm actually on day three and a half of a serious spring cleaning spree, mom. Am I the only person who gets messier as they clean? Not joking, my apartment smells like sunshine and fresh laundry and Pine Sol but it looks like a disaster. But by the end of the day YOU'LL ALL BE SORRY YOU LAUGHED AT ME.

That sounded a little scarier than I intended. I'm not actually going to chop any of you up with a chainsaw I'm just going to put my crap away.


Thursday, March 21, 2013

OOTD | The Cupcake Challenge

Sweatshirt: Target (JUST got it, but can't find it online) | Jeans: American Eagle | Flats: Payless

Yesterday I decided that I really, really did not want to go grocery shopping.
So I made a terrible awful no good very bad chocolate PB shake (I eyeballed it) for breakfast, and when that didn't work I had some pistachios, and then some yogurt, and then half a pack of saltines, and then some chips and salsa.

And then I decided that if I was going to work on my bar application all day, I needed cupcakes. So I made cupcakes. Then I ate them all. By all I mean six, but six cupcakes inside one person is still an accomplishment.

Then I remembered this video and decided that if Jenna Marbles can run four miles on a dozen donuts, I could definitely run five miles on six cupcakes. They're calling it "The Cupcake Challenge." (I don't know who they is) So yeah, gauntlet thrown.

Lessons learned: just go @!$^%$!@#!^&king grocery shopping. And don't run five miles on a half dozen cupcakes. It will not be fun, even if your soundtrack is the Wobble song on repeat. And you will have to wear a sweatshirt and stretchy, stretchy jeans to girls' night, because no amount of running can ever really catch up to cupcakes.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

OOTD | First Day of Spring, My Ass

Sweater: Old Navy | Jeans: American Eagle | Booties: ShoeMint | Necklace: F21

Some people wake up on the wrong side of the bed, I woke up on the wrong side of the Equator.

FYI "33 feels like 23" is not spring weather. Somewhere out there, there's a groundhog that deserves a swift kick in the acorns.

Interesting development: my ice-addled brain thought a productive use of my one hour break before my last class was a double Patron and some french fries. Falsehoods! Falsehoods all around! (You know how some girls take a shot and all that happens is they get all cute and uninhibited? Yeah no.)

I can't wait for summer. I'm going to complain so hard about being too hot.

Winter Coat on March Freaking 20th: F21 | Sunzies: Target

OOTD | Because Admitting You Sing to Your Clothes is a Great Way to Make Friends

Top: J.Crew | Skirt: Talbot's | Heels: BCBG Cielo | Cuffs: F21

We've reached the point in the year when my brain stops functioning.
(Some of you may be thinking "oh good, because we don't have nine months to go or anything.")
I think when you start taking five hour naps at 7:30 at night, you've got to admit defeat.

I woke up yesterday morning all psyched about Marion's Trend of the Month Challenge, because my lace pencil skirt and I have been apart for far too long. I was starting to sing Nickelback songs to it every time I walked in my closet... luckily my recent cold means I sound like I've been smoking for forty years so I can really pull it off.

Unfortunately I woke up and it's still March and I still live in Indiana. I just adore the seasons. Seriously in my free time I've started writing haikus about how much I love winter in the Midwest, all 8 1/2 months of it.

In other news, I'm guest posting for the thoroughly awesome Whitney at Along the Lines of Style today while she roughs it in the woods with a bunch of kids (she's obviously got some kind of black magic going on because her Instagram feed looks like a blast and yet camping and kids are two of my biggest phobias). Come visit!

Top: J.Crew | Vest: CoffeeShop via JCPenney | Jeans: Victoria's Secret | Flats: Me Too Patty

Thursday, March 14, 2013

OOTD | Hair of the Dog

Jacket: Ali & Kris | Tee: Target | Shorts: Target | Sandals: Sam Edelman

Components of a successful hangover outfit:
1) Excessively comfy
2) Does not match, not even sort of

And now I bid adieu to my childhood and embark on a life devoid of spring breaks, after an academic career that bears a slightly disheartening resemblance to Van Wilder.


Wednesday, March 13, 2013

OOTD | Here's Your One Chance, Fancy

Dress: BCBGMAXAZRIA | Wedges: Pour La Victoire

Because when people tell me the dinner dress code is formal, visions of sequins dance in my head. I may not know exactly what I'm wearing, but I know the little magpie inside me is going to be psyched.

Also, for those of you raised on a genre of music that was neither country nor western, this should help explain the title of this post.

Blazer: F21 | Dress: F21, crazy old, like wore it to junior formal old | Sandals: Sam Edelman

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

OOTD | Senor Frog's

Tank: F21 | Skirt: Hollister... again, for shame | Sandals: Sam Edelman | Necklace: F21

If all goes well today, we'll be bar crawling our way across Cozumel to everyone's favorite undergrad spring break destination: Senor Frogs. If all does not go well, someone will lose a passport, end up with a tattoo that was supposed to just be henna, or do the beaded cornrow walk of shame back to the port. Come on, we all got them, right? Or was that just me?

Also I feel like maybe 25 is too old to still own anything from Hollister, but these jean skirts are my favorite thing in the world from May-September. Give me teeny bopper clothes or give me death!

Monday, March 11, 2013

OOTD | Superlatives

Tank: TJMaxx | Skirt: Hollister... incredibly old and embarrassing | Sandals: Target

Before we embarked on this epic journey, my friend sent us all a quiz to fill out. The questions included  "most likely to get kicked out of a club" and "most likely to be left at a port of call." It seems that my dignity won the "most likely to be left at a port of call" contest, mainly today, because we're only on land from 7:30 to 1:30 and my darling friends are under the impression that I'm going to try to make up for lost time by having seven margaritas for breakfast.

Clearly not true. I'm shooting for double digits.

Sunday, March 10, 2013

OOTD | Monday Funday

Top: H&M | Shorts: random store in Houston | Sandals: 6pm.com

As you read this, I'm trying desperately to keep a straight face when the Carnival security officer asks me if there's any liquor in my luggage.

In honor of my last spring break ever, I present to you a week full of posts about the outfits I planned to wear, and when I come back we'll see if any of them actually happened. Because as the old saying goes, Sam plans, God laughs and does something (usually weather related) that will be funny in ten years or so.

Blazer: F21 | Dress: H&M | Sandals: Target

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Cinco Things

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AHOY! The lovely Emily at A Devine Life tagged me in a five things post, so here we goooo...

0. I'm bilingual! Me gusta Doritos Locos Tacos!! <-- this all started because on my sick day(s)... we'll get to that... I watched Role Models, and one of the Bring It On movies had a preview on the DVD, and the mean cheerleader tells Christina Milian she "doesn't speak Taco Bell menu." Seriously how did they get away with saying that?

1. I am straight up Murphy's law/jinxed/cursed. I never got to try a case in front of a jury at my last internship because every single case someone gave me got continued (postponed) for one reason or another. Literally it was almost a dozen cases. And that time (you know, like Monday) when I said I was officially back from my bloggy break? Scheduled my post for Tuesday, woke up Tuesday morning with some mutant combination of plague and the flu and an upper respiratory infection. Haven't gotten out of my pj's since.

2. I avoid pedicures until they're (overly) necessary because I'm so ticklish. Literally, some people live for massages and pedis, and to me they're basically torture.

3. I have a compulsive disorder called trichotillomania that means I pick/rub my eyebrows when I'm stressed. I don't notice when I'm doing it until they're almost gone. So much like the incredibly intimidating German woman who owned the restaurant my mom worked at when I was little, I have (partially) fake drawn-on eyebrows. Except I don't rub mine off on my apron when the kitchen gets too hot.

4. I never got in to The Bachelor. My mom loves it, my friends at home love it. It's not that I don't love me some reality(ish) TV, I just don't see the appeal.

5. I have a penchant for bad movies. Without a Paddle, 2ge+her, all of the Fast & Furious saga... you name it, I love it. I think I'm the only person on the planet who would have given Spice World more than 1/2 a star.

AND NOW! I tag:

Because learning more random things about you pretties never ever sucks. :) Tell me more!!

Monday, March 4, 2013

OOTD | Just Another Jay Looking For Her Silent Bob

Coat: F21 | Sweater: F21 | Tee: Hanes | Leggings: Target | Boots: Report | Scarf: TJMaxx | Beanie: Target

I'm going to preface this in two separate but ultimately related ways.

First, I know that Clerks 2 is not a "Jay and Silent Bob" movie classically speaking, but it is one of my top five favorite movies of all time, so at least in the abstract being compared to Jay or Silent Bob isn't inherently offensive to me.

Second, I woke up late this morning and it's cold and just getting out of bed felt like I conquered Everest. Real pants and a shower were out of reach today.

Third, and I know I said two up there but going up to change it seems impossibly complicated right now so just go with it, I was referred to in the same sentence as Dog the Bounty Hunter this weekend, so I think I was just warmed up to not be offended by basically anything.

Today I waved at three of my guy friends and they didn't recognize me. As in, they thought I was a boy. More specifically, thought I was Jay (which I suppose I prefer to being mistaken for Silent Bob). And then one of them tried to sort of explain it away by saying "it's not really the beanie so much as your hair sticking out from under it that's Jay-like." So you're saying it's not what I'm wearing but an actual part of me that resembles a man. I feel so much better.

So let this be a lesson unto you. Don't wear beanies if you have hair like Jay, and also go watch Clerks 2. Or at least this part or this part or this part. Please for the love of God do not click those links if you get offended easily. Or at all. Seriously this is not a joke nothing to see here go on about your day.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

OOTD | Add Multitasking to the List of Things I'm Bad At

Jacket: H&M | Top: Target | Jeans: Gap | Heels: Sam Edelman Portney | Cuff: Charlotte Russe | Key necklace: F21
Things I've Done While I Wasn't Blogging For The Last Year And A Half (okay like a week and a half but God it felt like fo-evah):

Not my dishes and not my laundry. My apartment smells so good right now. (Future line in my memoirs: "... and that's when I knew I wasn't cut out for trophywifedom.")

Got this drunk. And gave really intellectual advice to everyone around me, because Sam + whiskey = some mutant combination of Dr. Phil and that old lady with the sex talk show.

Listened to this song and this song and this song on repeat because when times get hard I like to go all backwoods hillbilly and pretend I'm the female Johnny Cash.

Had actual lunch dates and dinner dates and drink dates and middle of the night dance parties with some pretttttyyyy kickass friends, who I realize I'm very lucky to still have after three years of law school.

Actually read for my classes. Okay some of them. Still.

Watched every episode of Scandal... and Revenge. Basically, this. Seriously there's a butt-shaped dent in my couch.

Started on a new series that you guys will L-O-L-O-L-O-L-O-V-E. (P.S. I didn't look nearly that badass when I dropped my phone in a toilet.) Unless you hate puppies and America and freedom and cute and Ashlee Simpson. (Hint: you don't. Except for maybe the Ashlee thing) 

Tortured poor Kailyn with my one billion OCD revisions to the new blog design we're working on. Seriously if you need design stuff check her out. She's a baller. And a saint. All rolled into one. Like Snoop with angel wings. (Way to make it weird, Sam. Way to make it weird.)

Got my hurr did. After I took this pic, obvi. Seriously y'all should have seen my hairdresser's face when she saw my roots.

And next week is my spring break, so this is how I'll be handling every class until then.

ANYWAY, long story short, I'm baaaaaack :) What have you guys been up to?! Link me up to everything I've been missing while I was on vacay from blogland.

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