Showing posts with label target. Show all posts
Showing posts with label target. Show all posts

business in the front. party in the back.

so as soon as i tried on this shirt a few months ago, that was my first thought 'business in the front, party in the back!' it's a mullet shirt! and it's blue.  perfection in a shirt.  holla.  really, that's a lie.  i didn't think that BUT when i looked at these pictures, i did. so let's just go with "i'm really that witty all the time..."

these shoes. they are neon yellow and awesome. i think i am addicted to that color this season, maybe for forever.  i have noticed myself gravitating so much towards that color, i am starting to look like a neon walking billboard.  

that's unfortunate.

at least you can see me coming from a mile away.

***these outfit post are a struggle for me, but i am going to do my best to keep them up because it's good for me.  therapy.  and when i actually get dressed, i look pretty cute somedays.  and i mean, with clothes that are mullet worthy, i know you will stay interested...  right?


wiww {wraslin' edition}

monday nights we usually watch wrestling.  yes, i just wrote that sentence.  my name is jessica and i watch wrestling with my husband on monday nights.  i forgo dancing with the stars and castle for a later date so i can watch his favorite with him.  go ahead, tell me how great i am.

kidding.

we all are so so busy, most of us work full time (if not more) and i think it is so important to not forget to spend time on your relationship.  even if it is something you would never in a million years do alone, if it is important to the other person, give a little, sacrifice---watch that show he wants to watch.  sit on the couch with your love and take interest in what he is interested in.

ask questions.
be involved.
be engaged.

well, lucky ME.  we didn't watch wrestling on TV monday night.  nope.

we watched it LIVE.
for real.

and because i have made a choice to spend the time with brad on mondays watching wrestling.  being engaged, listening, learning.  i know what is going on.  i could have a wrestling conversation with the best of them.

i don't say this to brag at all.  just to serve as a reminder to all of us.
spend time on your relationships.
invest in him.  even when you think you are going to be bored out of your mind.  you might surprise yourself.
because when i see brad happy and engaged, and then when he sees me honestly taking interest in what he is interested in---it matters.  he notices.

he also noticed that i didn't have workout clothes on and was dressed.  what do ya know?

busted out the first scarf of the season...i think it brought out the roots in my hair and how bad i need some color, but whatever.

and i am totally not that girl that totes her dog around everywhere.  do not call me paris hilton.  but she was dead set on chasing the birds and squirrels so girlfriend had to get in the picture.
she was just groomed so she was lookin' good too.

we had a fun night.
and in case you were wondering...

john cena's arm is still hurt.
vince mcmahon WAS there.
and cm punk is going to fight ryback in the hell in the cell match.
they signed the contract last night.

and i have pictures to prove it.  BAM.
wiww:
shirt, jeans:  old navy
boots: target (last season)
scarf:  it's my bosses (woops)
lipstick:  bikini pink (my MIL gave it to me): bobbie brown

my weekend uniform.



so this is my weekend uniform.  i have had these shorts for a few weeks now and i am going to wear them out by summers end. not even kidding, i don't know what i wore before i had them.

i met my friend for an early dinner the other night and she said "i feel like you belong in the hamptons with that outfit."  sold, confirmation that i should wear it all.  the.  time.

what's your go to outfit?

shirt, sweater:  old navy
shorts:  target
shoes: TOMS

p.s.  my face is the color of those shorts because i was DUMB the other day.  #fail #sunburn #boo

go big or go home. (WIWW)

struggling.  
i was dressed all weekend.  shocker i know.  i wasn't running around naked.  
dressed with make up - did i take a picture of myself and my cute outfits?  
oh no, why in the world would i do that?
today it was up to me and me alone.  brad was gone and it was pouring rain and then it stopped and the lighting was perfect.  i was dressed and showered and make up.  so i grabbed my camera and a towel (it was really wet, remember?) and made it happen.  
made it happen as in the pictures you see here.
go big or go home.  right?
i went big.
what am i even talking about?
and then i had this genius idea to tell you about my go to cheap mascara that beats out my 
MAC and diorshow most of the time.  and it cost two ninety-nine.
(that's poetry, folks.)
then i realized my not smart self had it all turned around backwards so you would have no clue what i was showing you.  
i also thought i was out of these pictures.
it's not normal to make kissy faces at your mascara.  but then again, i owe alot to that stuff.  
mascara has saved the day time and time again.  
maybe we should all kiss it more.  
i'm kinda serious.
jacket: old navy
tanks: target
skirt: old navy
bracelet: mexico, looong ago (and it's a necklace)
shoes:  moccasins from new mexico 
watch: fossil
mascara:  best lash extreme, jordana $2.99

you are so dumb. {like, for real}

we all know the "you are so dumb" video on you tube, if you don't know - type that in you tube and you will get the pleasure.  not appropriate for the blog, but...i have been walking around this past week saying just that, "you are soooo dumb!"

i mean, lets be honest.  i have ben a nanny all my live long days, well except for that stint when i decided i wanted to be a hair stylist.  don't judge. 

nanny.  all the live long days.  being a nanny, there is no wardrobe.  and since you sometimes get a call to come to work and twenty minutes later you are there, this bodes well for the no shower, no make up, just rolled out of bed, unkept look. i rock it all the live long day. 
i am hot hear me roar. 

this is also why i don't so the WIWW post, because i mean, i look homeless most days.  and dirty.

so WHY IN THE HECK have i never owned yoga pants until last week?  
like never ever.  
what IN the world?

and the better question is, what kind of friends do i really have that would never tell me, make me buy some, buy some for me?  i need to reconsider some friendships that i thought i had.  because clearly, there are some issues here.

last week.  LAST WEEK.  i never owned yoga pants til last week.  i still can't believe it.
i mean, can you?

and guess what i have worn every day since last monday.  you guessed it.  and i am looking mighty fine.  same look, the no shower, ponytail, dirty look. 

but now the pants are all neat looking and long enough.
i mean, i might go as far to say they are cute.

it's so hard to get a good picture with that darn self timer!  this is the best i could do.

friends don't let friends go through life without yoga pants.
so if you are a friend of mine and you do not have yoga pants.
well, get some. today.
target. $15

the end.
© Jessica Dukes of Morrison Lane. Powered by Donuts