Happy Halloween! {Love, Dude}

By {Molly}

Meet Dude. He's pretty pumped to be making his TSP debut.  He begged me to let him show you his Halloween costume for today.

Look at me! I'm ready to Trick or Treat.

I can't pretend like Dude is mine. He belongs to my boyfriend but luckily they are both fine with me dressing him up and taking his photo. Dude is mostly excited about carrying around his pumpkin bag and getting any candy with peanut butter {his fav}. He's a sweet snugly little nugget and you can be assured this is not the last you will see of him. He plans to make a few appearances for Furvember.

Going out for Halloween? Read the difference between Halloween in college vs your mid-late twenties.

Happy Halloween!!

Molly

Hangover Anxiety: A Helpful Cure to Blacking Out

By {Casey}

Don't drink. Just kidding. Although, that would help my hangover anxiety. There are many sites on the Internet I've found that talk about how to cure a hangover, {trust me, I've checked them all out...just look at my browser history every Sunday}. However, I think there's a disease out there that hasn't gotten the recognition it deserves: Hangover Anxiety. My life has been affected by this horrible disease since I pledged a Sorority a {while} ago. 

Back then, my friends and I had no remorse. Things would get....crazy, however we all did the same things {for the most part} and rarely felt bad about them. I'm not talking going to jail or sleeping with your best friend's boyfriend here. I'm talking more along the lines of wearing a costume to a date party you thought was SO cute, and everyone looked great that night, but walking home from your shacker's apartment above a bar passing the old folks at Daylight Donuts at 7:00 am, you look like you just fled the insane asylum. However, while crossing the road, you see your roommate walking home too, and it's all better. You are a rockstar, and you don't give a shit what the kids' parents taking them to orientation think.

Things in your mid 20's {yeah, I'm going with mid until I'm 30, get over it} are a tad different. You go out, do things you don't necessarily remember, and take a cab home. Don't you miss the days where you just walked home? Now, I have 1010 Taxi on Speed Dial. Regardless, getting home and waking up with your roommate/dog/boyfriend etc is just not the same as waking up in a house full of 60 other floozies. In college, you could ask "OMG, what happened last night?" and there would be 17 different stories, but you would all laugh because you did it together. Plus you were in your shacker shorts, eating Arbys squeezing 23 people on one couch watching Bravo. Now, you wake up in the clothes you wore last night because you didn't have anyone to take off you super cute yet super tight boots. 

Typically, I end up on the couch because I either A. Pass out there or B. Get booted from the bed because I want to have long, wasted chats with my annoyed BF, am snoring too loud, or take up the whole bed. You wake up to your annoyingly sober BF/Roomie to "Do you remember what you did last night?". No asshole, I'm wearing black pleather pants, have one gold glitter pump on  and my bra is on the outside of my shirt. Can you fill me in? I hate "Do you remember?" questions when hungover. Unless I saved a life, chances are, I don't want to remember. And your condescending tone is not helping. Recommendation: Ignore said person. 

College Hangover {AKA Start Drinking More}

Post-College Hangover {AKA Pass out in your dog's bed}

If you're anything like me, you'll suddenly panic the moment you wake up, looking for your phone and purse. Wallet and ID? Check. No cash because you spent it all on $1 bombs? Check. Phone.....you almost want to not be able to {check}. You have it, which is great and all, but which means....you have to look at it. Do you start with pictures? Or maybe texts? Phone calls?  Yikes. Either way, it's not going to be great. My Hangover Anxiety Recommendation? Plug your phone in to charge in the other room, and walk away. If you like, you can check the outgoing texts, to make sure no one is looking for you. Beyond that, just walk away...

You need to eat, because the last thing you ate was a piece or pizza or hot dog from a street vendor and you aren't sure whether it's still in your stomach. {Damn $1 shots...} This is my worst part. The choices are endless, yet nothing sounds good. Wait a minute, EVERYTHING sounds good. This is called the "Fungries". Fake Hungries, if you will. How to decide what to eat?  You don't. You go to the grocery store, and go crazy. Blue cheese stuffed olives, cheese, funyons, salt and vinegar chips, ice cream sandwich, frozen tortellini, coconut water, smoothies...just to name a few. 

Here's another dilemma: you may or may not be too hungover/still drunk to drive to the store. This is where your friends come in. If you are alone, you call your friend you went out with last night to rehash, and also to make them pick you up. Being together makes you feel much less shitty about yourself when you go to get a Jimmy John's #13 with chips, Chili's Chips and Salsa and Ranch (this can cure ALMOST anything), and Arby's french dip with curly fries. If you have no friends after you went out and live alone... Recommendation: Pizza Hut is your friend. The man in the tiniest car you've ever seen pulling up to your driveway doesn't judge you. He just wants to make you happy with some breadsticks and pizza. I don't care where you live, every town has a Pizza Hut. It's the law.

After waking up at noon-ish, walking to find and plug in your phone, and ordering pizza, it's about 4:00. You are alone, and scared of what you might remember about last night. This is what people call a {brownout}. I'd almost prefer a blackout, because that way you don't remember anything. And you can make up what happened. Your friends don't remember, so neither do you. Basically a blackout is a free pass. A brownout is the equivalent of getting a brazilian. You think it's all fine because you got it done, it's over with you forgot about it. Until the pain resurfaces hours later. Suddenly you are sweating, getting a rash, and need to take off all your clothes because you are having a panic attack and your clothes have decided to attack you. I'm talking about the brownout, not the brazilian. If this happens after a brazilian, you have bigger problems. 

With the brownout, you know nothing. Until about 4:00 the next day. Someone texts you a picture of you kissing a homeless man on the cheek outside the bar. You never would have remembered that, but that damn bitch friend of yours reminded you. See? Not a full blackout because you remembered. Or when suddenly you check Twitter to see your friend's post about a quote you said that night....you never would have said that...would you? Shit, you did. Recommendation on Social Media: STAY AWAY. Nothing good can happen on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram when you are suffering a bout of Hangover Anxiety. When brownouts occur... Recommendation: go to bed. Lay in your bed/couch in the dark, shades drawn, food in hand and turn on some crap tv show that will surely make you feel better about yourself. Jersey Shore reruns can always cure.

Can't sleep because you have a million thoughts, fears, emotions running through your head about how you have no friends left, you should leave town, and basically just walk into oncoming traffic? Melatonin. This is a natural supplement that helps you sleep. Or there's always the magical ZZZQuil that is just used for sleeping. And good news, these are all legal! I'm not great with the Melatonin, because my body requires a heavy prescription. A lifetime of bad decisions and Rumchata shots will do that to you. And an amazing doctor. But if you can go to sleep, that will only help the anxiety. 

Last Resort Recommendation: Call your best friend. This is probably not your friend you went out with last night. This is most likely your BFF from middle school, your sister, or your College Party Buddy-turned Bestie. Or if you are lame and annoying, your husband (I'm talking the "Today I marry my best friend" type). Tell them about your night. Tell them all the gory details, and don't skip anything. If they are truly your best friend, they will laugh, and say "Oh my god get over yourself that happens all the time". They will make you feel better and not like such a wreck.

If none of that works, I suggest a quick stint in Rehab.

My First Book Reading

I went to my very first book reading yesterday and had a wonderful time.  It made me feel like such an intellectual.  The closest thing I have come to a book reading is watching Carrie Bradshaw on Sex and the City stand up in front of her crowd.  The truth is, I was there for work pouring Greek wines that correlated with the story. But this made me start thinking that I should attend so many more of these readings!

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Even more exciting for me was the book was about Greek wines and the writer, Charles Blackstone, is the husband of Alpana Singh.  Alpana Singh is the youngest women ever to become a Master Sommelier and if you live Chicago, she is a celebrity.  She owns The Boarding House, an amazing restaurant downtown and also a TV Personality.

As I introduced myself to both of them, they were so normal.  Talking about things any married couple would and as Charles started to read the book I could hear where he got his inspiration.  I bought the book immediately afterwards and cannot wait to get into it.  Any story that involves wine and traveling, all the while telling a love story sounds like my kind of thing.  I know this Sunday will involve me opening up a bottle of one of my favorite Greek wine, Domaine Sigalas Assyrtiko Blend and diving into this book.

Also, if you are looking for something interesting to do I will encourage you all to find a local independent book store and attend one of their readings.  I know that I will definitely go back to The Book Cellar for more.  I am lucky that my local book store also serves wine!

Travel {Airport Etiquette}

By {Molly}

I travel often for work and for pleasure.  When I say often, I mean I am on a plane usually about 4 times a month, sometimes less, sometimes a lot more.  This travel has made me acutely aware of the fact that other people in the world are not acutely aware of their own surroundings.   At this very moment I am on an airplane at 1am {I have this unfortunate habit of writing the best on airplanes, no matter the time}.  Tonight my flight from Denver to Dallas was delayed 2 hours, so I should be home in bed right now, which makes it all the more annoying.  I sit in my aisle seat and have no one seated next to me for most of the boarding process.  Then a cute Spanish women and her son get into the middle and window seats.  I think “Good they won’t want to talk to me and seem like nice enough, quiet, respectful people.” Well, don’t judge a book by its cover {I actually hate this saying… of course I’m judging the book by its cover. I’m not going to read every blurb on the back to find my next read… I have to get past the cover first}.

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The woman sits down and has her son sit next to the window.  Until they are LITERALLY forced to turn off both of their phones {why on earth this seemingly 6 year old kid has an iPhone is beyond me but that’s another post entirely} he is playing some holy shit annoying game on his.  I’m talking the arcade kind that has constant LOUD noises coming out of it.  “Shit,” I think. I’m actually going to have to confront them to shut the hell up. I don’t, because I’m all talk but when it comes to confrontation I have no guts.  Then this kid has a doll {Dora the Explorer possibly?} that keeps speaking to us all in Spanish. I’m not joking when I say right now they are sprawled out in their 2 seats together squirming around.  Her back is really moving in on my comfort zone and her seat is extended back as far as possible.  Again, it’s 1am on a Monday. I’m not amused.

Here are some of my thoughts on travel and what is NOT ok.

*Do not let your child play a game that is not on silent. If it requires sound, use headphones. 

*No talking dolls or other toys. {Also, why does your son have a girl doll?}

*No invading the personal space of the person next to you. You’re a normal sized person. You should be at least half a foot from me, not centimeters.

*I know it’s not the 70’s and flying isn’t some glamorous thing we all need to dress up for anymore but that does not make it ok for you to fly in your pajamas.  There are wide varieties of very comfortable clothes that substitute your fugly sweatpants, post to follow.

*For the love of God use your inside voice.

*No cuddling. This is not a romantic place, it’s actually the opposite of a romantic place. On the way to your honeymoon or destination wedding? Save it for the romantic setting.  Holding hands is fine {but weird}, sprawling across laps and making out is totally unacceptable. {I was, no joke, on a plane once with 2 very hippie kids sitting next to me making out. Keep it up only if you also want to cuddle in vomit.}

*If I get my book, magazine, computer, or head phones out it means I’m not interested in talking to you.  I’m not against chatting with the person next to me on a plane however if one of these things is out, it’s my Do Not Disturb sign.

*If you’re on a plane and not with your wife, you should be wearing your wedding ring. Don’t let me chat with you for 2 hours to find out you’re unavailable. I would have only chatted with you for 10 minutes had I known.

*Don’t bring something smelly to eat on the plane. I guarantee you had plenty of time to eat that in the roomy terminal. You should have.  If you didn’t have time to eat it there, you should be taking this time to shrink your stomach…

*If your child is kicking the back of someone’s seat, poking them, or trying to talk to the stranger next to them, I at least want to hear you TRY to tell them that’s unacceptable behavior. “Johnny stop that! You are severally annoying that nice lady in front of you.” I need these words to come from your mouth and real genuine concern and effort in stopping the situation ASAP.

Notice I said nothing about your screaming new born. I am, strangely, not offended by this. Do I find it incredibly annoying? I mean sure… but I have 5 nieces and nephews. Listen, I get sometimes there is literally nothing you can do about them crying {this stands for babies only}. I’m not one of those people who hates kids, I don’t. I love them! Maybe give them a sedative before boarding though?

{Update: the kid is literally sitting next to me now staring at me… maybe reading this?  I changed the song on my phone and sat it back next to me. I swear to God he grabbed my phone. The death stare the poor kid received will probably haunt him in his dreams.  Good, maybe he’ll learn some manners from it….}

Xoxo,

Molly

30 Days of Fur

By {Molly}

You may have read it in my bio here that I love to wear fur {usually faux btw}. I feel extremely passionate about the fact that fur instantly makes any outfit better. I usually have to restrain myself and step away from it, otherwise I'd wear it everyday.

Well folks, that time has come. In November, I plan on wearing fur everyday for the entire month. I will document and post everyday and every outfit to prove it. This will include, 1 football game in Manhattan KS, Thanksgiving, many weekends out, a few hungover Sunday's, and many work days at my casual office. I think that will just about prove that fur looks good in any situation at any time.

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Think I can do it? Think I can make 30 different outfits out of fur vests and jackets? Check back on November 1st to follow along.

xoxo,

Molly

Cooking Inspiration {Accessories}

By {Molly}

I'm not a fantastic cook, but I'd love to be. I've made chicken and roasted veggies at least 15 times in the last 3 weeks for my boyfriend, trying to perfect the roasted veggie in a healthy way. "Mmm, these brussel sprouts are so much better than last night..." he lies almost constantly. I think even his dog is sick of the smell.

I guess I will move on to my next cooking obsession soon, since this one tastes the same every night. What I am most excited about are cooking accessories. I mean they are almost as great as a new pair of shoes or bag {almost...}.

If I just had these things I bet I could cook gourmet dinners nightly for him. You know, because an owl cookie jar will really help with my skills... obvs.

Maybe with that sauce pan I can cook something that's more photogenic too.

xoxo,
Molly

Designer Spotlight {Baldwin Denim}

By {Molly}

This spotlight is really rare for me. I am loyal to 7 For All Mankind denim, like to a fault. I won't even pin something I find cute from another denim line on Pinterest, none the less use anything but 7FAM in my posts. The reason starts with work.  I am the Southeast {Atlanta} territory rep for the brand, but it doesn't end there. I genuinely love the fit, cuts, washes, styles of 7FAM so I don't feel like I'm missing anything.

However, I had to spotlight this Kansas City denim line. First of all, I love my home state of Kansas even though I no longer live there. I'm proud to say I'm from there, as I'm sure most of the TSP staff would agree {the vast majority of them live in Kansas currently}.

I was thrilled the brand was featured in GQ magazine as one of the top up and coming men's lines of 2013. That's huge! I love anyone coming from Kansas and doing their thing in the world, it only looks good for the rest of us.

If you have any connection to Kansas, Kansas City or the Midwest for that matter you should check out their t-shirts and hats.

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I'm not a huge hat person but with wavy hair, a cute pair of black jogging pants and a leather jacket I think I'd rock these on a Sunday afternoon.

The really exciting news is that they did a collaboration with GQ Magazine and Gap. It's a small collection and mostly men's denim but they also have this t-shirt that I personally think everyone needs. I just bought 3 {no that's not a joke...}.

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It's a mens shirt, but I bought a small and it fits just fine. If you are actually a guy you might want to size up a little and hurry! They are selling out fast. 

Check out their brand new flagship store on the Country Club Plaza the next time you are in Kansas City. Not to mention their original reason for moving back to Kansas City, the über cool boutique Standard Style.

Who doesn't love representing their state?

xoxo,

Molly

Musical Motivation

By {Whitney}

Cleaning sucks.  I've had high hopes that maybe if I open my windows and sing a little tune, the woodland creatures will swoop in to help me with my chores.  {Snow White style.}  Well, truth be told...Walt Disney is full of crap. 

A blackbird flew through my window and was more interested in my food on the stove than helping me clean {true story he landed on my paella, it was repulsive.}  Pigeons are just noisy and the squirrels can't make it up to my 2nd floor downtown apartment.  So, my next option is to listen to some really good tunes and jam-out!  That's about the only thing that can make the mundane task of cleaning somewhat tolerable.  

   

I put together a fun mix that is sure to put a little pep-in-your-step as you swiffer.   It's an eclectic compilation of quirky, funky soul, velvet-like vocalists and HORNS!  There's no such thing as too much brass in my book.  Enjoy!

Laura Mvula- Make Me Lovely

Empire of the Sun- Disarm

Charlie Hunter Quartet- More This

Lana Del Rey- This Is What Makes Us Girls

Talking Heads- This Must Be The Place

Bill Withers- Use Me

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Curtis Mayfield- If There's A Hell Below We're All Gonna Go

Yelle- Ce Jeu

The Knife- Got 2 Let U

Melody Gardot- If The Stars Were Mine

James Brown- Hot Pants

Coffee is Good for You {Really}

What's that you say? Coffee is good for you? We've heard so many differing opinions on this I was really starting to think I needed to kick my addiction and replace it with tea, or {gasp} nothing. I live on coffee. If I could just inject it into my veins every morning I would. But then I'd still drink it with 1 pump of pumpkin spice syrup, several strong shakes of cinnamon and nutmeg, and a dash of 2% or whole milk {skinny & poor girl latte I like to call it} because it's so good.

Turns out however, coffee has a lot of benefits to it, which means you should keep drinking it.  Huffington Post tells us that not only is coffee the biggest antioxidant for American's but it's also great for your liver. Know what that means? You can also keep drinking alcohol, just make sure you have a cup of coffee everyday and your liver will be fine. 

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I like Diet Coke every once in a blue moon but I'm not in love with it.  This study shows that coffee makes you a happier person.  This is not because of the caffeine high though. Looks like Coke is linked  to depression.  It's those antioxidants again that make you happy, when you're a coffee drinker. It can also help reduce your chances of getting skin cancer {only if you're a women}, lowers your levels of suicide, makes you a better athlete {obviously...}, makes your brain healthier and the list went on!

So drink up my coffee loving friends! Your day is made.

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xoxo,

Molly

Advice You May {not} Want To Take

By {Casey}

I'm not one most people go to for advice. I'm more the person who will judge you for taking bad advice, and then give you my unsolicited opinion. These are not your typical "Dance Like No One's Watching" tips or "What Makeup to Wear When Trying to Seduce a Man". Trust, I dance like I'm on acid and I wear Burt's Bees and too much bronzer on the daily. Good luck to you, and please don't reach out if my advice fails you. 

1. Always have ice cream in your house. This has forever been my number one rule. I have no idea why. If you get dumped, ice cream is a fantastic cure. You must ALWAYS have ice cream. (Don't get the frozen yogurt...you just got dumped. Stuff your lonely face.) Side note: if you tell your boyfriend this and he shows up to your house with a carton of Mint Chip and Cherry Garcia, re-install your Tinder App immediately. 

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2. Always pluck your eyebrows in the car. There is somehow, no better lighting than in your car. You will suddenly find the blackest, longest hair growing out of what you thought was your hairless face. Even if you're albino.
   
   
   
   
   
3. Keep a notebook and pen by your bed. The time you will come up with the most brilliant idea, funniest blog post, or remember the thing you've been trying to remember for 7 years, will be right when you fall asleep or when you wake up in the middle of the night.
   
   
   
   
   
4. Always carry headphones. At work, on a walk, at the gym...anywhere. Music can truly change your mood. You know what else can change your mood? Wearing headphones with no music playing just so people won't talk to you. If you have ADD like the rest of the world, music can distract you. But when encountered by the co-workers trying to get you to help them with a project, children running at you while on a walk wanting to pet your dog, or a personal trainer wanting you to do a quick workout with them because your waist is as thick as Sandy Cohen's eyebrows...headphones will be your saving grace.
   
   
   
   
   
5. "Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick and pull yourself together." - Elizabeth Taylor. My dear friend {#MorganTSP} gave me this frame with the quote in it and it's sitting right by my door so I see it everyday. This is genius. Truly. If you have a horrible day at work and just want to rant about it to anyone who will listen {insert pet's name here}, I swear by this instead. Grab some wine, put on RED Lipstick (I love Rimmel London Lasting Finish by Kate Kiss of Life) and get your shit in order. You'll feel like a boss. 
   
   
   
   
   
6. Never get a spray tan and then get waxed. The scalding wax will in fact rip off your spray tan. Makes for great conversation when someone asks if you were recently part of a "Got Milk" ad due to your white upper lip.
   
   
   
   
   
7. On an unfortunately related note, never shave and then get a spray tan. This seems like common knowledge. It's not. I remember in college when I did this and got a spray tan directly after and it looked like I had a mild case of...something. What am I saying? It looked like I invented a new disease! Lucky for me, the man I was going to visit was drunk and desperate. 
   
   
   
   
   
8. If you hate your job, quit. Unless you are homeless, using food stamps or are on welfare. And always remember, you are only a liquor store away from happy and a maximum of 5 days away from the weekend. Unless you have to work on the weekend, which in that case....stock up.
   
   
   
   
   
9. Depending on where you work, bring 2 pair of shoes to the office. Hooker Heels by day, Flats by night. And no, I didn't mix those up. I drive to work in my flats, because I don't need to impress my dirty car floor. When I get to the office, I put on those bitch heels. Bitch heels = 5 inches or taller. It's a fact (in my own mind) that you will walk taller and feel more empowered while hovering over the little ones in their cubes and stomping through the office. Or, you will look like an Amazon Beast and annoy people with your loud heels. Also, if you can't walk well in heels, ignore this. Nothing uglier than a girl hunched over clomping around looking like they were just birthed by a deer.
   
   
   
   
   
10. Last piece of advice? Don't take advice from me. I've been told to see a therapist on more than one occasion and my 86 year old grandpa's pill box has nothing on my cabinet-o'-drugs.
    

Leggings {Pants or Not Pants?}

By {Molly}

This really is an age old question isn't it? Ok maybe not age old but it seems to be something we can't stop talking about since leggings took over the world. I'm personally a little sick of it. I'm sick of people telling me that leggings aren't pants. I meant I'm not wearing them with a crop top or anything but I will wear them as pants.

Here's my opinion. If they are thick enough that you can't see through them {not even a glimmer of skin should be seen}. Then wear them my friends. Wear them with your flat boots and a chunky sweater. Wear them with rain boots and a fleece. Wear them when you're comfy. I don't really advise dressing up your leggings too much unless it's literally with an oversized comfy sweater and ankle boots. If you want to dress them up then get a pair of comfy black jeans {like these here}. They basically feel like leggings anyway {swear... I've tested them}.

Here are some road tested leggings that are thick enough to be pants. Again, rule #1 {and really the only rule} of wearing leggings as pants.

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Need suggestions on what to wear with your leggings? Shop my suggestions below. Just remember, keep it casual ladies.

xoxo,

Molly

Wardrobe Woes

By {Whitney}

If you are a woman, you are predisposition to lie about two things: age and weight/size.  If you're me you can add a third lie, which is {how many drinks you've had.}   The case in point today, is that size DOES matter!

I have a friend getting married this October.  I will be seeing all of my lovely {stylish} girlfriends from college at this wedding.  I need to look cute.  That is what we women do.  Women dress for women, not men.

I decide to rent a dress!  This is not a new concept for me.  I have rented through renttherunway.com several times and have had great success!  This time....it was an adventure.  You are able to order 2 sizes of the dress of your choice.  These are GORGEOUS designer duds that you can rent for peanuts compared to retail cost!  I choose my dress. I choose my 2 sizes {obviously the smaller being my number one choice.}

Life is good until the Thursday before my friend's Saturday wedding which is a 3 hour drive from my home.  I receive an email that my preferred size was damaged and no longer available.  I'm sure you can imagine my frustration at this point.  I have relied on this garment for months, and they tell me just a day before I leave town that my size is not available?!

I exchange a number of emails with a sweet gal from RTR named Katie.  She is very apologetic and accommodating to me.  I end up giving her a description of my preferred style of dress, size, occasion etc. and she sends me an extra garment as well as my second choice size of the original dress I ordered.  All day long, I'm chomping at the bit to get home and try these dresses on.  Immediately I throw the {larger} sized dress aside.   After SQUEEZING into the bonus dress she sent me, I had to laugh.  I threw such a fit to get a smaller sized dress, and it looks horrendous on me!   As I reached for the {larger} sized dress, I found myself crossing my fingers that it fit.  What do you know?  It fit perfectly!

 

Upon the traumatic realization that {I'm not as skinny as I thought},  I decided that a nice drink would wash my sorrows away.  So, I opened a bottle of 2010 Hedge's Winery "Cuvee Marcel Dupont" Syrah- Red Mountain, Washington.  I have always had a special place in my heart for Syrah.  In my favorite expressions it exudes a delightful mixture of white pepper, anise, olives, blood, roasted meats and violet. This may sound strange, but it's quite pleasurable to me AND it's what {I} like.

Be you, be true to you.  No matter your size or preferences in life.

Cheers,

Whitney

Pretty Pretty Peplum

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Fall is finally here, and I have to say...as excited as I am to bust out some fun pairs of boots and buy a cozy new sweater or two, what I am most excited about purchasing this season is the same exact thing I was excited about last fall, winter, spring, and summer.  That's right folks...peplum!

For some reason, I'm abnormally obsessed with this trend and hope it never {ever} goes away.  I know it's not exactly new or exciting, but for some strange reason, peplum makes me happy.  I mean, let's be honest.  Peplum is universally flattering in that it makes us all look teensy tiny at the waist, like we have nice hips, and {depending on the length and strategic placement of the pouf} a great badonkadonk.  I mean, look at those bitches lovely ladies in the picture above and tell me you aren't super excited to rock a poufy mid-section.  Another major plus {and perhaps most important of all} - you can tear down a whole pizza and still look fierce.

So for all you peplum lovers out there {you know who you are} and even peplum newbies, feast your eyes on these lovelies below and try not to max out your credit card.

Cranberry Pinwheels

I feel like it is that time of year where your social calendar is filling up with small gatherings, each requiring you to bring a 'side dish', 'appetizer', or 'munchy'.

Book Club is finally getting back together after taking a hiatus for the summer.

Co-workers are feeling all warm and cozy as the weather cools off and someone decides to head up a potluck lunch.

What do you bring?

Try Cranberry Feta Pinwheels.

Ingredients:

• 1 carton (8 ounces) whipped cream cheese, softened
• 1 cup (8 ounces) crumbled feta cheese
• 1/4 cup chopped green onions
• 1 package (5 ounces) dried cranberries
• 4 flour tortillas (10 inches) 

Directions: 

• In a small bowl, combine the cream cheese, feta cheese and onions
• Stir in cranberries
• Spread about 1/2 cup mixture over each tortilla and roll up tightly
• Wrap with plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 1 hour
• Cut each roll-up into 10 slices

4 flour tortillas yields 40 pinwheels

Use low-fat or fat-free cheeses to lesson your guilt on eating all 40 yourself.

For a fuller wheel, add brown sugared pecans, ham & arugula for variation. 

YUM!

original recipe found here

Peace, Love & Pinwheels,
Morgan