Take My Advice; I'm Not Using It
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So the reason I didn't post today is because I spent all afternoon writing a pitch for a paying blogging gig on a style site.
That's not a smudge on your computer screen. That's flour on my yoga pants. The yoga pants I am wearing with an equally pristine and sophisticated grey hooded sweatshirt. The Polartech heartrate monitor wristwatch with the broken vinyl strap is what pulls it all together, I think.
Why wouldn't you pay me to tell you how to achieve this look?
I'll let you know if they bite.
Labels: fluff and drivel, streaking the quad
—Kyran, 5:13 PM
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A friend just pointed me to your blog last night, and I've been having a great time reading around. I almost snorted coffee out of my nose reading your Heloise post...and I'm usually an extremely dignified coffee drinker, so that's really saying something.
Frankly, I don't trust those mommies who look all pulled together 24/7, so I'm much more likely to take fashion advice from someone with flour on her pants. At least that means you do your own laundry (why change if you're just going to get the next pair dirty doing your next task?), which means you won't suggest I run out and buy tons of stuff that can only be dry-cleaned so that my toddler can run up and hug me with her sweet spaghetti covered hands the first time I wear it.
So. Hi. :) Looking forward to reading more.
You wear your flour well!
Good luck with the gig.
oh my god, i love these pictures. and hey--what's wrong with sleeping in, oops! i mean wearing yoga pants with flour on them???
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