Saturday, May 30, 2009

What happened to Blossom?




If you are around my age, you watched the plethora of 1990's sitcoms that overtook the only networks that were on television at the time. Undoubtedly, you watched Mayim Bialik as Blossom, the quirky, independent, funny girl that dealt with the pre-teen angst we all felt growing up, complete with all the worst parts of '90's accessories. And remember her friend Six? Ridiculous...

So, to my surprise, my favorite friggin' show in the whole world, TLC'S What Not To Wear, tackled poor Ms. Bialik on the streets of NYC to make her extreme shapelessness over into stylish Mom-ishness.

Even bigger shocker? She's got 2 kids and a Ph.D. in NEUROSCIENCE. Child star turned Mom turned Ph.D. turned fashion victim. Reality TV just doesn't get better than this, does it?

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Speaking of "The Fashion Show..."



...alas, 'tis a poor substitute for "Project Runway." Although I respect Isaac Mizrahi as a designer, he is no match for the hilarious and constructive Tim Gunn and, let's face it - Kelly Rowland vs. Heidi Klum? Not happening, lovelies. Heidi definitely wins in that smackdown, don't you think?

That does NOT, however, keep me from watching a reality/competition show about fashion my dearies! While suffering through most of the first episodes of Bravo's newest fashion reality show, I was sucked into the T.V. shameless marketing and money-making machine for just a moment when designer Daniella won Week 2 and after I heard you can buy the winning looks from each week (see what I mean about the machine?).

Sans the scary sheer bomber jacket thing, Daniella's Short Bustier Jumpsuit is sexy, stylish and has an interesting shape all at one time. I really like the exaggerated neckline and the not-too-short shorts. Love love love it with dark tights but could see it working just as well with a pair of bare legs and wedges. And at just $119 through BravoShop, it's at a pretty decent price for designer clothing, no?

Do I click "Buy Now" or not? Still deciding on whether it's a worthy addition to the already overpacked and underused wardrobe...

Monday, May 25, 2009

Do you Lulu?




Oh, lovelies, I have been away so long and for that, I deeply apologize. I went on a week-long vacation where there was no cell phone reception or internet connection so that I could take a much-needed rest. But no worries, I am back!

I would love to tell you about the latest O.M.G. website I have found, just in time for all those summer nights out. Those of you who are particularly low on cash (comme moi) will seriously love this.

Lulus.com, one of the most adorable, most affordable shopping sites I've seen offers dresses, denim, shoes, accessories, tops, bottoms, everything at super, super-affordable prices without sacrificing style the least bit!

The dress above is Lulu's Lucky Dice Tank Dress, a darling color-block, flirty, fun thing that I can see throwing on with a pair of killer sandals and running out the door to make happy hour with the girls. And it's only $34! For real!

Surf around and find a statement (or 2 or 3) for yourself. Bonus: Free shipping for orders $75 and up. You can find a whole dang outfit on this website for that!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

On friends, chickens and otherwise (Entry #2)...




Every girl has a girlfriend. Or in my case, 4 or 5.

I'm not talking about co-workers, associates, surface friends, "going-out" friends, "be-seen-with" friends, your significant other's friends, Facebook friends...I mean those girlfriends with whom you have a true bond, with whom you have signed a golden, silent pact, with whom your spirit and secrets are safe. They come along only a few times in a lifetime and are a cherished piece of who we are, how we grow, how we see ourselves and how we see the world.

One of these very girls of mine is about to be married to the love of her life and cannot wait to share this monumental beginning of her future with her friends. However, in the past week, a certain childhood "friend" of hers felt miffed over a trivial thing and, in classic cowardly fashion, sent a long e-mail to her, detailing her true feelings and, unfortunately, her true colors, irreversibly hurting my girl with the kind of blows that only females can deal through words. Needless to say, that friendship has ended.

This reminded me that no matter what women say about not needing other women (I myself have been guilty of this in the past), the good ones make our lives fuller, more meaningful and more complete. So, just in case you haven't yet realized or perhaps have forgotten, here is how you recognize the great ones:

They can make you laugh as easily about someone's horrible outfit as they can about your crappy day. They can whip out an inside joke at the most opportune times to embarrass you. Their nicknames for you are incredibly vulgar, which signifies how much they love you.

They defend your honor, your reputation, your reasoning and your style fiercely to anyone who dares question them. They have a dirty look ready for an ex-boyfriend, an ex-boyfriend's girlfriend, or an ex-boyfriend's girlfriend's friend. They will Facebook-stalk for you. They will lend you money, clothes, lipgloss, sale coupons, pirated music, time, space, the universe if they had it and most likely never ask for it back. They will physically fight someone for you (or at least threaten it very convincingly).

They refuse to let you take yourself too seriously. They refuse to let you put yourself down. They care as much about your family members as they do about you, even if they've never met them. They will always be there no matter how little or how much you call. They share your highs and your lows, cheering you on and wiping your tears.

They don't envy you. They tell you the truth, whether you ask for it or not (including being honest about looking fat in those jeans). They think about you when you're not around. They want you to succeed. They want you to be happy. They want you to be loved. They don't believe anyone's really good enough for you, even though they don't say it. They think you're the best, most beautiful, talented, brilliant woman ever on the planet, damn it!

See? You do have them! And if you haven't found her (or them) yet, don't worry - they'll find you. Mine did.