Husband calls the middle shot, 'The waxer' - yeah, you can probably 

get an idea of what he's talking about - totally classy, just like my pose.

Bamboo boots, Urban Original belt, Aldo necklace, Bay bangle & Mexcian bangle

Lovely readers, I did it again: I cut a shirt into a skirt.  I had this Joe Fresh 3/4 sleeve scoop neck top sitting in my closet for a year or two.  I really liked it, I did, it just didn't like me.  So, during my closet clean out (a couple weekends ago) I was debating what to do with it.  I mean, I wasn't ready to part ways with it, not by any means, but at the same time, it was getting worn.  It needed a reinvention.  So, with my trusty scissors, I cut a straight line from under the armpit and made it into a skirt.  Oh, and I'm loooving this skirt.  Loving!  Others were loving it too.  The skirt was getting tons of love.  I feel like before I give away any more clothes I must ensure they cannot be cut into skirts, because if they can, well look out.  I mean, looks like I'll be adding a few more skirts to my wardrobe for free.  And on that note, I have a tutorial/DIY coming on this so you too can make your very own skirt from a shirt - so check back this weekend for that.

So I'm wearing this jacket for probably the fourth or fifth time.  It's J.Crew, I picked it up at the thrift score, I mean store, and paid like, peanuts (which technically translates to $7).  It was a little big so I put it in the dryer, that helped a bit, not enough, but I just belt it and that makes up for it.  Anyways.  While working away, I don't know what prompted me to look at my armpit, but I did and what did I find?!  A large hole.  A hole in my sweet J.Crew blazer.  I felt embarrassed.  How many times had I worn this jacket and not realized?!  Had anyone seen?!  No wonder it was at the thrift store!  This must be fixed, I thought to myself, or I'll have to spend the remainder of the day keeping my arms down (not an easy feat for someone as enthusiastic as me).  I swiftly check the other armpit and sure enough it had a hole too - the exact same size!  So I took the jacket off, pulled out my box of safety pins and totally safety-pinned those suckers shut.  Now if I would just figure out how to thread my new sewing machine I could fix it in a less ghetto way.

 

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Upon arriving at work the other day I realized I'd worn a very similar variation of this outfit  in the spring.  Funny I didn't realize that while getting dressed.

In other news, I took a really bad fall on Thursday night.  I was heading out to meet a friend and had thrown on some A&F sweatpants I'd cut into capris.  I slipped on my flip flops and headed out.  It was pouring rain and we have a deck on the front of our house.  While standing under the awning of the house at the door, I clicked my car doors unlocked and went to make a run for it.  Bad idea.  The combination of rain, on wood and me in flip flops made the deck super slippery, and with my second (run) step, my feet flew out from under me and I landed at the top step (of two) on my tailbone and slid down the stairs and rolled onto the pavement.  I swear my feet were higher than my head and it just happened so fast.  So there I was, lying on our driveway, screaming in pain, in the pouring rain.  It only took a few seconds to realize I was all alone (hubs was working) and I seriously needed to get up, if I could.  Just then, a man came running up our driveway (he'd heard my screams, but hadn't seen it happen) with his dog.  I was so grateful to see someone.  He helped me up, carried me onto the deck and sat me our deck furniture.  I sat there sobbing, covered in dirt and all wet.  He stayed with me until I was able to get up and go inside.  I guess my adrenaline was pumping because I walked into the house (in a lot of pain), grabbed a gel ice pack and layed down on the living room floor, crying hysterically.  I called my parents and they rushed over, with my sister (who was over there for dinner that night).  I layed in the living room crying and icing my tailbone / back, in so much pain.  Finally, after about a hour of laying there, my sister helped me roll onto my side so I could take some Advil from my mom.  About 15 minutes later, I tried to pull myself onto my knees with her help and the help of a chair.   Eventually, with lots of pain, I was able to sit on the chair (with one buttcheek hanging off as I really did a number to the left side of my tailbone / lower back).  I was unable to walk, and moving was really awful.  My sister had to drag me to the bathroom and eventually up to our room to go to bed.  On Friday I went to the chiropractor (my sister took me) and had x-rays done and an adjustment (and I'm not one who normally goes to the chiro, just FYI).  Upon leaving, I was walking with barely any limping and actually felt better.  However, still very very sore in my butt, back and neck.

Today I'm still in pain and have a hard time getting comfortable (sitting, standing and lying down hurts), but, it is definitely getting better.  I'm on the mend and am able to walk around normally, do stairs, etc.  Just trying to not make any sudden movements, I have to turn my whole body to talk to people (versus just turning my head) and am moving slowly.  However, I will survive and I am just so grateful to that man who helped me, and that I have such amazing friends and family to help me.

{ just got these babies fixed - new heel caps }