Look everyone!  It's my St. Patrick's Day outfit...  Yeah, turns out, I'm not so good with the whole you-have-to-wear-this-certain-colour-on-this-certain-day-of-the-year.  I was rockin' a green belt with this outfit which I promptly removed upon arriving at work (that sounds familiar).  Then I was badgered with the, 'Where's your green, Amanda?' all day long (mainly by people not wearing green, might I add).

I got these shoes during my trip to Florida and they are so fab (yes, tooting my own shoe horn right now, so?).  They are super high, snug on the foot and they stay put when I'm running around work.  The only problem?  They kill my feet.  Like so badly I told my sister I wanted to chop my feet off that day (her response?  'Um, or you could just take them off...'  okay, smart-ass).  They dig in mad right where my toes meet my foot (aka the toe cleavage area) so badly that when I removed them (and this was constantly throughout the day, while sitting at my desk, rest assured) I had a massive indentation of a line running across the tops of my toes.  So sad.  So painful.  What a disappointment.  Fortunately I only spent $16 on them (I love that Ross store, I tell ya) but it's sad to know I'll likely always choose a different shoe before them.  Le sigh.

 I have this thing I do when getting dressed in the mornings.  First, if I can't find anything to wear, I rip apart my three closets throwing clothes all over the floor or any piece of furniture that has a flat surface.  I then consider I should just wear all black, but before admitting defeat, I pull more clothes out, try them on before discarding them to the floor (aka the black hole) and becoming more frantic.  Finally, when I'm about 20 minutes late for work, I go back to the idea of pulling strictly black pieces from the closets, quickly steam them and run out the door.  Then again, there are always the days when I just want to wear all black and make it to work early.  Wait.  Make it to work early?  Who am I kidding, that doesn't happen.

 Dynamite blazer (last seen here), Mexx top (last seen here), Bongo pants (last seen here), 

Guess shoes (last seen here), Suzy belt, Aldo necklace, H&M bangle & Mexican bracelet

What's a post without words?  Um.  A wordless post?  You guys, it's so late, I'm so tired and I just need to go to sleep.  You don't mind if I skip the words this time and leave you with just some pictures instead?

While cleaning out my closet on the weekend, I came across this skirt, or should I say tank... yes ladies, that's right, tank top.  It was a long, stretch cotton tank that I purchased over a year ago and never wore.  I loved it, it just didn't love me.  It was semi-baggy, but in the wrong places, frankly, just unflattering.  I was about to chuck it when I decided to be experimental.  I chopped off the top part of the tank by cutting a line straight across the shirt, directly under the arm pits.  Voila!  Instant skirt!  It's actually pretty awesome and I rocked it immediately.

Secondly, do I look tanned?  That could be because when I took these photos I had just come from getting a spray tan.  So in reality, I shouldn't really look tanned because it takes 6-8 hours for the tan to show up... but I got a (spray) tan a few days earlier, so, I already had colour.  I was also wearing my (signature) beige (large) fishnets too but those are no good to put back on after getting a spray tan... unless you want diamond markings all over your legs in 6-8 hours.

Lastly, see the dust on my shoes?  No?  Well you will when you see the last picture.  That's from work.  The carpets, I swear, do they vacume those things?!  Whenever I wear any leather or shiny shoes they get covered in dust.  Not a huge deal... except for when you forget to wipe them off and go to take pictures for your blog and they look all dusty... right...

{ acting a fool }