Raven who? 49% off what?


Dolls,

I decided today I deserved a little splurging.  Being surrounded by thousands of dollars worth of bags daily at work is bound to have that effect.  I survived 3 weeks, don’t I get a gold star or something?  Luckily, I had enough self control to resist the Coach store, although I was tempted.  I keep debating buying our ridiculously cheap leather gloves..

But each time I go into work I get distracted by something bigger and better.  I was never a coach obsessor, although I own some bags.  I adore the multi purpose tote as of recent (fancy wording for a diaper bag, judge me.) as well as EVERYTHING legacy.

It’s never going out of style.  It’s like chocolate, the deep brown sweet bag just sucks you in.. You feel guilty, but like heaven at the same time.

At least the guilt is the result of the price tag instead of calorie count.

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I didn’t cave though!  I left the store after my mini shift, and wandered the mall.

The douche Michael Kors associate pointed out the fact I was eye balling the Hamiltons in my obvious Coach uniform and killed my vibe.

I’m now not purchasing that bag due to hipster wanna be.  He probably could have really used the commission to buy a real outfit too </3 shame.

#sorrynotsorry

Did I mention customer service is a h-you-geeeee deal to me?  It is.  I dunno if it’s because I worked/work retail, or if I just have exceedingly high standards for anything I spend my hard earned money on (even my tax money, which is why I hate that people live off the system.. but that’s another story).

Like LOFT? I typically adore!  But the service was off today, and guess who had a coupon and still walked out empty handed?  All this gushing about missed purchases probably leads you to believe I left the mall bag-less, but not a change.

Don’t worry, it’s still Allison blogging after all.

I’m not sure if it was the anger from the lack of service or just a rebel moment, but I felt the need to buy a graphic tunic from Love Culture.  The brand is essentially a Forever 21 wanna be, but hoochie-er.  If you hunt, they do have cute stuff.

The shirt said “Look like a girl, act like a lady, think like a man, work like a boss.”

Not to preppy, agreed. But do you know how hot I’m going to look at aerobics tomorrow? The back of the top is cut out, perfect to high light my bright blue sports bra.. matched with crop leggings and sneaks I think its possible I just made exercise attire cute. *gasp*

I also bought brown leather-wanna-be flats for work (shhh, don’t tell my boss they’re fake..) and a matching braided belt.  My feet were about to give out, or demand a pedicure, so I took the more cost effective approach and also made an appearance at Aldo where I picked up some machine washable foamy shoe inserts.

Aldo had the CUTEST loafers.

ImageThat suede would fall victim to harsh New York winters though.  I did not want to see them suffer in the salt, I couldn’t buy them.

I did buy another shirt from Rue 21, lace with a pearl and rhinestone studded collar.  These cheap stores aren’t my usual, but I was feeling thrifty and when you did I feel like a learned eye can find a diamond in the rough.

So, that’s how I spent my Super Bowl Sunday.  Raven who? 49% off what?

Allison

PS: The commercials I saw weren’t all that great either.

 

18 should come with a warning label


Why am I awake right now?

It’s 3 am. The world is fast asleep and my mind wont shut off.

I’d like to think this is the part of me that turned 18 last night, way too mature for sleep.. but of course its a friday night/saturday morning and I have little homework that needs to be accomplished.

Or little homework I have the motivation for accomplishing.

My birthday was wonderful.  Everything I could have hoped for. Cupcakes and glitter filled cards. Pink envelopes and pink laptop/keyboard covers.

My friends and I had a movie marathon. I wore a lace top and purple shorts.

I was happy.

I bought 2 lottery tickets and broke even, winning $2 back. 

I will go to the mall tomorrow, to return a few items. Which will undoubtedly result in buying a few as well.

I am happy.

I am awake.

Yet it’s 3 am.

Being 18 should come with a warning label, life doesn’t make any more sense than it did when you were 17.

Just go with it.

Allison

This week’s shopping critiques


Camped out under the blankets on my couch currently, I’ve been forbidden to go on the computer. It’s thundering and lightning like CRAZY out here. My bronzey sequined top and dark wash capris reflect the weather and the mood perfectly.
My dark wash jeans also look great with my NEW dark brown hair! You read correctly! I am no longer blonde. I had a long weekend away full of shopping and best friend time to distract me from telling you of my latest impulse change and for once it was a success!!
What else was a success?
Me purchasing the new rose gold and pearl watch from Fossil. I couldn’t resist… And even though I’m now a step farther away from a Mac? I’m a step closer to the wardrobe of my dreams. Accessories included.
Today I also got 2 sweaters for a total of $5. I’ve learned you can’t judge a store by its window display;

the more modern version of not judging a book by its cover.

DEB. (the store) Past the cheesy “made in china” sequinned surface are 50% off racks of wool sweaters with great winter designs, for $2.50. I’m not meaning to be so harsh on the brand, because in eighth grade I went through that phase.. But when a 50 year old women with a saggy tan and bleached white hair is sporting your style as well as the local 12 year old? I have every right to judge.
Anyways, go into DEB. Find some sweaters. And then never go in again…
I also found a lace sequined top in JcPenney. It may sound hypocritical since I just had a hating on sparkle session in DEB but everything is good in moderation and everything is even better mixed with lace. I’m a huge promoter of their new best pricing strategy.
Who am I not promoting if the typically low scoring stores are ranking high in my book?
New York and Company.
The colors theyre color blocking are hideous this season, the coupon’s small print is still infuriating me, and the local store smelled like old women. Nothing welcomes young clientele more..
American Eagle
The concept of their new skinny kick jeans was great, but not everyone is built like Shay Mitchell from PLL and where as I used to fit consistently in their jeans, now they’re much too long. AND I’M NOT A PETITE CHICK! At 5’7, I am the average hight of the American women and I shouldn’t need to buy a short in jeans. No matter how tempting the navy sequins on the back pocket logo are.
Well, that’s all of my critiques for tonight. The storm stopped and thumbs are going to get carpletunnel from typing on this tiny screen.
Your welcome.
Allison