I currently have a love affair going on with Frank Sinatra. And Michael Buble. And James Dean. And Louis Armstrong. It’s really getting out of hand.
…if I wasn’t clear, I meant with their music. C’mon people!
Anyway, my newest routine every single morning has become: wake up, roll over, start Michael Buble’s station on Pandora, begin to consider actually getting out of bed.
And of course, that makes me want to wear pearls and red lipstick and dresses, and drink fancy drinks like martinis. And watch this awful (and hilarious) video about the gold standard and how women like kittens. Yeah. go watch it. That just happened.
Stay classy lovelies!
As promised, here’s the Critical Mass post. Where to begin…
Of course I picked the Halloween ride to participate in. Because riding a bike for miles at night, alongside 600 other bikers, over bridges and in between cars isn’t enough…I needed to do it in costume.
For those of you that don’t know, Critical Mass is a cycling event that’s usually held on the last Friday of every month. It originated in San Francisco in 1992 as a social movement by cyclists to encourage more people to ride bicycles. Now it’s spread all over the world, with rides happening in places like Budapest and Vienna.
So, zoom in, and here I am about to ride in the Fort Lauderdale October, Critical Mass. In costume. On a beach cruiser. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I had a bunch of friends going, I like bikes, how bad could it be?
Well, aside from the strong headwinds and sweat from the costume (and I forgot to eat dinner before hand), it was a good time. Ok, I a little bit hated it…but also a little bit enjoyed it. If you like biking (and don’t mind throngs of bikers surrounding you) then go for it! I however will not be out on the road again until I get a better bike…and no costume next time. Because costumes are hot.
Happy biking lovelies!
Halloween came and went pretty quickly this year. I mean, are we really in November already?? Amazing. Christmas trees are right around the corner…I can (almost) smell them. Ah, and carols, and cool weather…
…where was I? Oh yeah. Halloween. Well I don’t usually dress up, but seeing as I had a few parties to go to, I decided to try out my skill on a rag-doll costume. Presenting, Raggedy Ann!
1. I did sort of an overstated “rag doll” look to make the eyes, cheeks and freckles pop under the wig.
2. Using a liquid liner proved to give the best control over the lash points. It also didn’t bleed through all the sweat of wearing basically a wool beanie on your head in South Florida so, I’m calling that a win.
3. I made (yeah, MADE) a reg wig using a tutorial from Katie over at A Beautiful Mess. Her stuff is amazing, seriously. Crafting genius people!
4. And there you have it! I paired it with a plaid top, striped shorts (I was going to ride in Critical Mass…yeah, biking in a costume. More on that later.) an apron, knee high socks, and converse. Boom, rag doll.
What did you go as for Halloween?
I am in love with all things French. From the language to the food, the architecture to the art; I love it. So today I will share my obsession with you! Check out the downloadable “Quoi le Quoi” poster, which translates out to “What the What?”
Attitude, I know. Oh the French…
what the what
Cappuccinos are delicious, it’s a fact. They’re even better while sitting at a little sidewalk cafe in Melbourne with an handsome boy, also a fact. But no matter where you live, find someone you love, find a little cafe, and go get a cappuccino. Talk about life, talk about what far away lands you want to visit together, talk abut the things that make you laugh.
And a little tip, ask for chocolate powder on the cappiccino; it’ll change your life. Fact.