Katie Daily Style – Random

• Hidden black dress #1 – thrifted
• Hidden black dress #2 – thrifted
• Visible black dress – thrifted
• Teal “cocoon” cardigan – Target
• Leggings – Target
• Teal argyle socks – Target
• Boots – La Mama
• Brown and black belt – thrifted
• Oh Canada! mittens – gifted
• Cactus pin – no idea. Elves? Probably elves.

I rarely write a blog post in one go. I’ll add the photos, plug in text placeholders where I think I should hold a place for text, and then get distracted by food or something shiny and forget what I was planning on writing in the first place and just go and make something up.*

Normally I replace the first-pass, “look at me going all Holden Caufield on your a#$” stream of consciousness I write, because I believe it’s important to maintain the rational and sane persona I present online.** But I can’t think of anything else to write, so here we go (p.s. excuse the mittens. It was frickin’ freezing this morning!):

What situation ever happened that led to the phrase “the elephant in the room” existing? I suspect it had to do with a runaway circus elephant that tried to hide behind some floral curtains, but that’s just my first theory.

The equation E=MC Hammer is 2 Legit 2 Quit.

MC Hammer should be the one with a home improvement show, not Vanilla Ice, because then he’d be able to use the phrase “Stop! Hammertime” in an appropriate setting. “Stop! Collaborate and Listen” just doesn’t fit in the DIY world.

It’s a shame that the hyphen in Boutros Boutros-Ghali isn’t between the two “Butros’s” because then his friends could call him Butros-Squared.

What if you had pica and it made you want to eat pikas? Circular and awkward.

Instead of Zumba, someone should invent a Roomba exercise class and just have tiny robot vacuums chase people around the gym for an hour.

The song “Hungry Eyes” always makes me think of “Eye of the Tiger,” which always makes me think of the band Glass Tiger, which always makes me wonder why Bryan Adams did that totally random backup solo in “Don’t Forget Me When I’m Gone,”*** and now my head hurts.

Hmm, can I get my leg up on that ledge?

Yes!

Can I get my leg off that ledge?

Not as gracefully, no.

And scene.

*That’s not true. If I was making stuff up, my life wouldn’t sound nearly as embarrassing.

**Have you all stopped laughing yet?

***Seriously, why is he in that song? Were they all in the same recording studio and Glass Tiger bribed him with a beer?

P.S. Notice how this is pretty much just a repeat of this outfit?

Katie Daily Style – Sunshine and Matchsticks

• Unseen black dress #1- thrifted
• Unseen black dress #2- thrifted
• Seen black dress – thrifted
• Grey squid cardigan – Target
• Black belt – thrifted
• Blue gingham scarf (#19)- thrifted
• Blue glass beads – gift
• 1st pair of black leggings – Target
• 2nd pair of black leggings – Target
• Grey knee socks – Target
• unseen fuzzy blue socks – Mum
• Boots – Mum
• Blue beret – Urban Outfitters
• Black coat – Gap
• Canada mittens – gift

I wore a lot of clothes today. The rest of the country may be caught in the latest Snow-torious storm, but where I live it just got cold. REALLY COLD. Today’s high was -5, but the wind made it feel like -14. I wasn’t quite ready to end the reign of No-Pants Katie, so I decided to layer like it was going out of style (three dresses, baby!).

The slightly ragamuffin result reminds me of The Little Match Girl, but (hopefully) my encounter with the cold will end a bit better.

It was still unbelievably cold, but the layers helped. A little.

Why yes, those are Canada mittens I’m wearing, complete with giant applique maple leaves. I prefer my patriotism in the form of novelty clothing items. I may or may not also have underpants with a giant Canadian flag on the bum.*

Feeling shamed that so many of you are still taking outdoor photos in the snow, I decided to stop being such a wuss and brave it sans jacket. Note, however, that the stylish mittens stayed on.

Apparently it was so cold my head was in danger of falling off.

I finally got so cold I started jumping between shots to stay warm. Timing? Not my strong suit.

Weeee!

In other good news worth of balcony jumping, the disease I was diagnosed with in the fall that’s supposed to be permanent may, in fact, be getting better! It’s early yet, but my fingers are crossed. What wasn’t so great is that when the doctor called me, I was in a meeting and my cell phone was in my bra (loooong story). Awkward…

So in celebration, and a feeble attempt to remember what it was like to be warm:

*I don’t   But now you know what to get me for Christmas!

30 Day No Repeats: Day 28