Too Cute: Gap Kids Holiday in Plaid.

Posted in things i love by bluewellesleyblue on October 3, 2008

I try very hard to be a self-sufficient high-power career woman in the making. Still, sometimes when I’m studying late into the night I daydream about being a stay-at-home mom with money to burn, with no obligations but making the house and the kids nice, neat, and pretty. (By the way, I know it isn’t that simple – I fully appreciate how hard my mother has worked throughout my life, even when she wasn’t working during my toddler and early elementary school years!) One of the main reasons is just that kid’s clothes are so ridiculously adorable.

I’m not really buying into the plaid trend which seems big for this year’s Fall/Winter season. Plaid coats are nice sometimes, and I would adore a plaid three-quarter-length coat, but since I still haven’t found one, it’s just a nice thought. Still, if I had a small child, I’d love to dress them up in some of Gap Kids’ most recent offerings. I swear, if I wear a mom, I’d want to buy all of it.

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Trendy Foods: Frozen Yogurt.

Posted in miscellaneous by bluewellesleyblue on September 2, 2008

Yogurtland: just one of many new Bay Area Pinkberry imitators.

As far as I know the cupcake trend has yet to take my hometown by storm, but frozen yogurt is definitely here and making its presence known. Though it’s following a bit far behind the Pinkberry craze in Los Angeles, new frozen yogurt places are popping up in every strip mall and shopping complex. In one area there are now four within a one block square radius.

I bought into the trend big time and have had frozen yogurt every day during the Labor Day weekend. I think I’m over it now, but I never knew slightly tangy, tart plain frozen yogurt could be so good. Most of these places are build-your-own which means the customer gets to build exactly the froyo monstrosity they want, picking between around a dozen flavors and a bunch of cereal, candy, and fruit. I just like the “plain tart” equivalent and fruit. The mochi or rice dough balls that are also popular at the original Pinkberry are something I can do without. Anyway, I think I’m over my excitement about the froyo thing – though I would love if one or two decent, not too crowded ones opened up in Boston and Cambridge – but it is supposedly a good and not too fatty or unhealthy way to cool off during the summer.

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Another Reason why I’ll Never Work in Fashion.

Posted in miscellaneous by bluewellesleyblue on August 27, 2008

“A ranking candidate for a six-figure-a-year-with-perks editor job, the woman has been well-briefed by a friend, a Voguette already safely ensconced in the elite fold, as to the toe cleavage sans stockings. Anna, the bosom buddy has warned the job seeker, dictates everything that goes into the magazine… to how they are supposed to dress if they want to work there, or continue working there.”

Anna Wintour: The Hot Life and Cool Times of Vogue’s Editor in Chief. via Gawker.

I have terribly sensitive feet and sometimes get aches, blisters, and the like on my 1.25” inch splurge work/evening heels. I shudder to think what even trying on three or four inch heels are like. That being said, most any workplace you find yourself in, almost right down to working at your local Hollister or Abercrombie, comes with at least a moderately restrictive dress code. Most bosses are not quite as powerful in their industry as I assume Anna Wintour is, and don’t have quite as much power or will to be as exacting, but there are always standards and dress is a very important part of how others perceive you. It’s not unique to the fashion industry at all, though I imagine Anna Wintour is uniquely intimidating to anyone lucky enough to work at Vogue.

Of course, I’ll probably eventually transition into higher heels so as not to be so conspicuously short when in the working world. That and I’ll either end up working somewhere where dress codes are fairly loose so long as it’s a bit professional-looking and not provocative (professor or researcher at a think tank) or somewhere where I can only wear an old fashioned, dumpy power suit (top law firm) and must keep my hair tightly up if it’s past a certain length.

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