Don't dress like a mess challenge, day 1

This challenge is off to a rough start. I was all set to get ready for class when I realized that the jeans I wanted to wear were in the wash. Cue momentary panic, and throwing together a new outfit.

So here is today's outfit:

People often tell me that I'm photogenic but this here is proof that that is false. At least some of the time.

Anyway, here are the things I like about this outfit:
- cute pumps (that you can't see)
- fun ruffley tanktop
- stylish and weather-appropriate trench coat (that you can see on the bed)

Here is what I don't like about this outfit:
- would have been better with regular jeans (these are capris) but I only have one pair of regular jeans without ripped bottoms
- also, these jeans are not flattering
- you look stupid wearing heels when it's raining
- I had an awesome ring on that I took off to put crap in my hair, and forgot to put it back on
- my hair looks like a rat's nest
- this tanktop has a built-in bra that I always forget to cut out, and it makes the shirt slip down revealing my actual bra, which is not put together or classy or anything like it
- this shirt is too low cut for class

I applaud myself for effort though because I repainted my chipping nail polish just so that it would look nice. And I resolved to wear real coats instead of my North Face jacket all week. And I changed outfits a ton of times and got to school later than I had intended (but still on time, thankfully).

Overall grade: B. I'm tempted to give it a B+ but I'm leaving room for what will hopefully be marked improvement.

Bloggers are fiesty!

For real. P is all on my top of my shit in response to my last post being like, "Bowling is nice but wtf were you GOING to blog about?" and Erica was all, "What happened with that hot guy in your class?" You guys don't miss anything. Hot damn.

Actually, I love people for keeping me in line, though I totally WAS going to write the intended blog post from before. But before I do that, the hot guy update.

Friends, class last week went almost EXACTLY how I said it would. I walked into class, and as I approached my seat, I made a light-hearted comment to hot guy about the fact that he was clearly doing reading at 6:59 that was due at 7:00. He put the reading down to talk to me, and we chatted for a few minutes before class started. I filled him in on what he had missed the week before (nothing), and he told me why he missed class (corporate luxury box at the Celtics game). Then class started. Then class ended. And we both left. The end.

Anywayyyy. What I was GOING to post about before is that I am instituting not one, but TWO "see if you can do something for x amount of days" challenges into my life. Both came about separately but I'm going to be doing them sort of simultaneously.

NUMBER ONE.

No soda for the month of December. This actually started out as "no Diet Coke for the month of December" since that's mostly all the soda I drink, but I don't want to cheat and allow myself Diet. Dr. Pepper (which I do have on occasion) and think it's okay. I don't actually think I drink an obscene amount of the delicious DC but I definitely drink more than I used to and I will NOT get addicted to caffeine. And no, I'm not planning on taking up coffee instead, cheater mccheatsalots out there. This is something I've been thinking about for a month or 2, and now is that time to make it happen. Will I make it through? I doubt it, but I'll give it a try.

NUMBER TWO.

I am going to NOT dress like a hot messy mess for 7 days. Starting tomorrow. If I leave the house, I WILL make effort to have some kind of outfit that looks put together. Except when I leave to go to the gym. Gym clothes are gym clothes, people. I will hopefully take pictures of my outfits and post them here. This challenge is going to be particularly hard because a) I have no idea how to put together a cute outfit, b) as I mentioned once before, I walk to school and sneakers do not generally constitute a nice outfit, and c) I do not have any pairs of jeans (or other pants, actually) that fit properly because they are all too big. So if 6 of my 7 outfits involve skirts and flat boots, then...whatever, it counts. Despite these setbacks, I will prevail! Maybe. Hopefully. Also, I realized that I think some bloggers have already attempted this challenge once upon a time? I wonder how that went. Anyhoo. This challenge came about when I used my ATL (Ann Taylor Loft, yo) gift card yesterday to buy THE CUTEST DRESS OF ALL TIME THAT I COULD WEAR OVER JEANS IF I HAD JEANS WITHOUT BUTT SAG.

I shall keep everyone posted on my progress on both fronts. And I know that if I don't, some of you out there will crack the whip and remind me. =)

Reliving high school

Thanksgiving was lovely. That's about all the recap you're going to get, because while it was simultaneously fun, relaxing, productive and boring, no one cares about the details. Not even me.

WAIT, THAT IS A LIE.

Last night I went bowling. I went with 2 of my high school friends (Elyse, since I know you're going to ask me, I went with Hsin and Devika. Everyone else, sorry for the aside about people you don't know) to a place we used to go to in high school because for real there is NOTHING ELSE to do as a teenager in New Jersey. It was awesome. I freaking love bowling, especially when it's all crazy laser light bowling. And when you put in nicknames instead of your real names (last night was Airface, D-Dawg, and Hsinbad the Sailor, which I'm pretty sure are the same ones we used in high school too) Clearly Saturday nights in the Jerz have not improved that much. ANYWAY.

The last time I went bowling was in St. Petersburg, Russia back on my awesome school trip in May. And while there I got my best score EVER.


Do you see that? 152! That's ca-raaaaaazy (please ignore the 87 I got in the first game). The only person out of the entire trip to beat that score was my friend Kristin, who as you can see from this lovely picture, got a 155 in her first game. We were quite proud of our achievements, and I rubbed our 150s in the face of a male classmate who spent most of the bus ride to the bowling alley talking about how he was probably going to bowl a 160 or 170 and how men are always better bowlers than women. Did he break 100 in either game? NAY.

Anyway, I was hoping to continue my streak of bowling awesomeness last night, but it was not meant to be. In fact, I missed my Russia score by almost 100 pins, coming in at a lovely 55. Oops.

Oh, and now I don't even feel like posting about what I was originally going to post about. Hrmmm, maybe later.