Friday, October 31, 2008

Sisterhood

Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 has hit the dollar in Provo. Hallelujah. Let us focus on the two most important items.

Lena's freaking wardrobe.
"How come you get to wear French Connection beez?"

Luckily, you can buy the original costumes for the low price of $500-600. Perfect.

This brings me to my second item. Jesse Freaking Williams.

HAIII Jesse. Apparently the clothes worked wonders on him and Lena snatched him up...As luck would have it, Shannon spent a magical week in a beach house with him last summer, so it's all but in the bag. Our beautiful children thank you SHAN!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

OY

I feel like every girl I know is highly displeased with the offering of boys at our darling school as of late. Maybe it's the weather..regardless, I'm beginning to think that this is all I have to choose from:

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Your standard tool, may or may not wear puka shells, acts too good for everyone, legitimately is holding out to marry Jessica Simpson, still wears shirts emblazoned with Hollister across the middle (note: Hollister is not a status symbol in college, go back to 7th grade) travels in packs with his tool boys, cat calls regularly to hide their insecurities of actually speaking to girls.
Your standard nerd zoobie, returned from their mission yesterday (or seven years ago, it doesn't seem to matter), goes on 4-7 dates a week to mostly church functions, wears youth conference shirts on a regular basis, will find ANY reason to strike up a conversation with you in the library (direct quote: "So how is that Dell working out for ya?")

Your standard hipster/Indie poser, hailing from California, thinks that skinny jeans, v-necks, and throwback Nike's are original (Note: EVERY BOY IS WEARING THIS ENSEMBLE-YOU ARE NOT ORIGINAL), listens to anything from Bright Eyes to Dashboard depending on their level of posering, only hangs out with girls who understand their plight of being a rich Mormon kid from southern California whose self-expression is limited to the varying tightness of their skinny jeans and plunge of their v-necks.

I should stop now, I sound like a woman scorned.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Mental Health Dancing


If you're feeling in a funk, a solo dance routine in your living room to Britney's greatest hits (womanizer on repeat) might just de-funk you. Not that I have any experience with that. And, if that doesn't do the trick, just think that you haven't shaved your head in the past year so you've already got that goin' for ya.

Nie Nie

I'm sure most of you are aware of the Nie Nie Dialogues by now, but it is such a source of perspective and joy that I wanted to post about it. The blogging community has now raised over $150,000 to aid in their recovery costs..unbelievable.


---To find a summary of their story, go here
---To read Nie Nie's blog go here
---To read updates on how Stephanie and her husband are recovering, read her sister's blog here


Wednesday, October 22, 2008

No, thank you

I received J. Crew's lovely little e-mail informing me of all of their new arrivals the other day. Instead of telling you all to go buy all of the pretty clothes, I've decided to compile a list of the things that you shouldn't buy under any circumstance.

Flannel-lined chinos. Not kidding-khakis lined in grandma flannel. Some in-house designer was thinking " Yes, we will line all of our pants with strange fabrics, and I will be rich." No, no you will not be rich. I don't want my jeans lined in micro-fleece either, thank you.

Fur boots. 2002 called and would like their boots back. Before you all comment about my foul little Uggs, I will just say that they have been retired as house shoes for this winter. Plus, these have pom poms..gracious.
Yoga shorts. These will be tolerated on young children or Kate Moss. If you do not fit into either of the aforementioned categories, please invest in a few more feet of fabric for your downdogs and shavasnas.

Cashmere blazer. While I am a big fan of cashmere and blazers, I do not find it necessary to spend $700 to make a hybrid of the two. What do you do to feel like you are getting your money's worth? Rub up on people all day and say, "hey, ya know, this blazer is cashmere." Pass.

And this is just to highlight the awkwardness of this poor model. "Reach across your body and pull your shoulder and neck together like you're shrugging awkwardly. No, a little more awkward. Perfect."


If you want to see all of the FABULOUS new things J. Crew has, I urge you to go here.

Friday, October 17, 2008

Paging the geriatric unit..

Remember Joey Potter?


Yeah, well from the looks of last night, Mrs. Holmes/aliencruise is not far off from the world of bedpans and AARP.


You're killing me here.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

I'm a Weirdie

No but seriously...


---I bought new shoes six days ago..have worn said shoes at least four of the six days..and I still have not cut the tag out that is INSIDE the shoe..in fact, I'm fully capable of doing so right now, but I won't
---I read no less than two online newspapers from Austin and Round Rock every day, and yet I fail to look at Salt Lake's newspapers more than once a week
---When I get grossed out by something, I roll my tongue uncontrollably until the grossness passes
---My number one deterrent in going to the gym is the thought of having to shower and dry my hair again
---I make really scary faces at myself in the mirror late at night to freak myself out..and I do..I scream and run into my bed out of fear of...myself
---My daughter's first big-girl outfit is already planned out: red sparkly ballet flats, yellow tights, pink tutu, and a vintage Bob Seger shirt..this outfit has been in the works since I was 14..
---I am obsessed with scary movies, but I cover my eyes and bite on blankets for most of the actual duration of them
---My mood can be closely related to whether I have showered and feel clean or not, and yet I have the constant urge to roll around in mud

I should stop now.

Ms. Reese

Reese is a frequent contributor to my blog.



Brilliant Vogue...such a classy lady. A trip the B&N may be in serious order.

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And, this just makes me laugh. I wish Gyllenhaal would dress like this every day.

Weekend Update

Well..Whit came..and then Whit left 52 hours later.

In the short time she was here, we footballed..

got arrested...

took this picture..

and stood here....

Love that girl.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Nittles

This little nugget is coming to the tundra this weekend.


A sample of a typical conversation with Whitney:

C: I really need a pedicure.

W: Yeah, there's a chunk missing out of my big toe and some sort of hole in my foot. I probably should go too.

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I'm gonna forcibly bleach her hair at the airport so we're not subjected to, "Are you twins?" all weekend.

This should be amusing.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Bangin'

I want some.




We're not talking the straight across mod trend that was oh so popular at the beginning of this year. I'm just not scene enough, I would look like a dadgum robot. I want a mix of these three...minus any Utah helmut-egg-head that hairdressers tend to gravitate toward in this lovely state.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Let us review, Utah


Entirely acceptable, light sweater and rainbows, cinnamon apple cider on the hayride-ish.


Acceptable, trench coat and flats, hot chocolate at the football game-ish.


Unacceptable (if left for more than 48 hours), 5 year old tractionless Uggs and parka, sitting inside sobbing-ish.


Just a friendly reminder, fickle weather gods.

Sage Wisdom From the Weekend

This...will lead to...


This...


Two of that actually...chasing you in a car at high speeds.breaking sticks over their knees in a threatening manner along the way.

And, yes, I am a senior in College.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Courtney 2.0


Crewcuts by J. Crew will dress my children. The clothes are beautiful and the styling is even better....but feel free to overlook the price tags. I don't know that getting to play stylist should be my main reasoning for having kids, so maybe I should hold off on that thought. Maybe someone could pass that message onto some of the precious BYU marrieds....wait what?