Showing posts with label Buy My Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buy My Love. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

That Dress.

So tomorrow is NYE and in case you didn't peep my Missb post, I'm gonna party my ass off! Por serio. Since Sam and I going to see Band of Horses didn't quite work out, we are going to party hardy! I'm totally gonna be congenial and lovable and charming and everyone's best friend. I already have my super comfy white heels, but I need a dress. The only one I have is too formal since it's a nice dinner dress. Of course, I went on F21.com to find a cheap cute party dress.

Now I am going to get supremely girly on you and ask you all to help me pick on out. It has to stand a good bit of wear & tear, plus be machine washable because I will probably get a medley of food and alcohol on it.
This one is adorable and awesome and I've always thought strapless dresses are good for parties because they're fun and flirty. Plus it's only 30.00.
I like this one because it's short and blue and covered in sequins and could possibly pass as a TopShop dress.
This dress seems practical and cute, plus I think I could wear it in the summer too, just with some sandals or flats. Multi-purpose!

So, 1,2, or 3? Thoughts???

E

Friday, December 5, 2008

Look What I Got!

Dude I really wish Karmaloop gave out gift certificates or membership cards, because I buy like everything from that website. Por serio. In our latest installment of Things I Bought From Karmaloop, today I found these waiting for me in my mailbox. Booyah!

This Richard Nixon shirt is my favorite. In my American History class in high school my friend and I had this weird inside joke about Nixon. Everytime something confused us we'd say, this is one "Tricky Dick!" Thus this shirt pays homage to that retardedness. I am so stoked to wear it to that fashion show on Wed. Plus e.5 charlie is like my new favorite brand because it's actually affordable.


Oh and does anyone remember these glasses? Well I got those too. And they are badass but the pictures I tried to take of me in them are not, so I'm going to spare you those.

Loves me some Karmaloop!

E

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Hawt Or Nawt?


Dear gawd these shoes border on completely ugly and slightly extremely garish. But, they have this total 1990's Clueless Cher Horowitz feel to them. I really have no fucking idea when, where, or how I would wear these babies, but I somehow feel like I need them in my closet. Plus I could take out the current ribbon and replace it with whatever ribbon went with my outfit. Options?

Thoughts?

Monday, December 1, 2008

My Christmas Wishlist Addendum

I have this weird love/hate relationship with Urban Outfitters. I love their clothing, I hate the prices. Sometimes I really do. I don't see why I should have to pay 68.00 for this zipper front skirt. It's just a piece of cloth with an exposed zipper going down it. Oh well. I succumb anyways.

And I thought I was totally done with my Christmas Wishlist and fully free of UO's iron consumer grip, until they had this.

What you do is pick a type of person and they show you all the items someone like that would like as gifts. For myself I picked THE ROMANTIC, and totally fell in love with all the j'adorable things. Things like this:
Tuxedo dress? Do want.
Silk flower headwrap? Yes pls.

And then for my bf I went to THE STARVING ARTIST and found all sorts of neat things he would like, if he were a starving hipster artist.

Anyway, it's basically awesome and I kinda love it, so UO, consider me once more amongst your loyal legion of fangirls. Now please build a UO in Northridge so I don't have to go so far anymore. Grazie.

E

Friday, November 21, 2008

Um, Whoa

These sunglasses are my dream date. They probably will look stupid on me, but I want them anyway. They are $20. That is the most I've ever spent on sunglasses. If I were to buy them. But, you guys love me, so uh, I'll let one of you lovely ladies buy them for me. Thaaaaanks!

E

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

All I Want For Christmas Is...This Giant List Of Stuff

So Lolita Hazed has brought up Christmas shopping. And it's scary because we only have 40 days to make our friends' and fam's holiday deepest desires into realities. Luckily for me, I have no friends and therefore have no problems getting gifts!

Just kidding, but really, luckily for me, I don't have too many special people in my life and so I only have four people on my shopping list. Also luckily, I know my homeslices like my nail polish collection: inside and out. So shopping isn't too hard for them.

But. I rarely ask for Christmas presents, and usually just suggest something simple if prodded, like perfume or something on vinyl. However, this year, I think I'm gonna cash in on all those years of being a complacent gift receiver. So here's my tentative list:

a pair of lace up boots with a 2 to 3 inch heel
pink hi-top chucks
money for my tattoo (final deicision: i am going to get the words in the hustle i trust in a banner on my forearm. it will be bitching)
catholic saint candles
the new earlimart cd
more black leggings
this record player so i can give mine to my mom (so she can listen to her english beat and stevie wonder albums in peace)
more eyeliner
these cups and these cups
this notebook
a vest. just one. i just need one.
a new pair of flats. my toes are poking out of all mine.
a haircut. please.
a new bottle of perfume. preferably this one.

Um, thanks. Merry Christmas.

E

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Digital Versicolor

Oh gawd, forgive me shirts. I know for a brief minute I forsook you all for tunics and dresses. But I have returned. It'll be like I never left, y'know? I'll wear you and wash you (following all the instructions on the tag with care and zeal) and pet your softness and spot treat you when a stain begins to harass your downy fibers...just like old times. Now, having said that, I want these shirts:

Cardboard Robot hotness.

Hellz Bellz knocking the usual bitches out the usual boxes.

Married To The Mob offering wise advice to fiscally unaware bitches.
Rebel Eight killin' it as usual.

Someone(s) please but one(them) for me so I won't feel so sad about not having friends here in California. Clothes are the new bffs. Closets are the new Barbie Dreamhouse.

Oh, and I've pulled a V and named this post after a song. Can anyone guess who sings it?

Deuces,
Erika