Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Inspired By: Yeshiva Chic

I'm pretty damn Jewish. And I own it. I was president of my Jewish Youth Group. I'm legit. Anyway, Birkenstocks seem like a pretty legit Jewish shoe to me, if you ask the Pretty Bird. No complaints, they're pretty damn comfy.

The real reason I bring this up is because while my montage of photos in this post may seem like the ghost of instagram past to you, to me it is yeshiva chic.

Moving on...a friend of mine has a fabbbbulous website and I wanted to share it with all of you yeshiva chic lady friends of mine. Or male friends, whatever you are.

So, clickkkky clicky, amiga chica bananas! Or shall I say menches. (Sorry the Jew in me just kicked in. Be thankful I didn't call you a kvetch or use the word mashugana.) Well now since it's out there, mashugana mashugana mashugana.

Blog followers, meet my beautiful necklace. Necklace, meet my beautiful followers. This necklace was a graduation gift. Sorry for always mentioning graduation, I'll get over it, soon enough, until the next graduation ceremony of mine.

Pardon me rushing my life away for a moment and just focus on the little star of David. David seems pretty kewl, and I like his star. So, life is good. Baruch atah adonai.

And this is what I like to call yeshiva chic. Although you cannot see my entire body or ensemble, you can get the jist, I would suppose.

I'm pretty freaking practical. I turned my high-waisted skirt into a dress. Free People was extremely impressed. Seriously, they tweeted at me and enjoyed my skill. Believe me.

Note to self: stop using the Lord Kelvin filter on instagram. If all my pictures have the same filter they won't all be "fun and quirky". Bummer.


Monday, July 25, 2011

Inspired By: My Future Husband

Can I be blunt for a second? Perhaps a bit to-the-point? Whatever. Will you marry me, boy clad in chambray button up? You are like music to my ears. HA get it? I'm punny. As always. Toot toot tweet tweet says the Pretty Bird.

We could even strut around holding hands wearing matching chambray shirts! I'm down if you are.

Hey sexy, you look like Justin Bartha. And I would die to be Ashley Olsen, well either of the Olsens really, but for this relationship to make sense I'll be Ashley for now. Wait, that relationship is dunzo. So mad. So sad. Anyway, Justin Bartha doppelganger, be mine?


Sunday, July 24, 2011

Inspired By: Denim on the Top

Honey, I'm home (back)! No, I did not go anywhere. I went nowhere, in fact. I've just been working my little blogging tushy off as a camp counselor. Sorry I've been so MIA (I feel like I always start my blog posts off with that, sorry to quote myself then. And I should probably blog more). Working on it!

And while I'm apologizing, I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize for the wrinkles in my Free People polka dot skort. So, sorry. That shit gets wrinkled A LOT, it's the fabric, not me, I promise.

I hope you like my highlighted hair!

Hey, geek chic makes a comeback.

I bought these babies for myself. Grad gift to myself, duh. These babies are so damn comfy, like you're walking on platform air. Ha. Ha. Ha.

BOO! And to that you respond, AH! Look..it's an attack of the blogger!!!
Shirt: Urban Outfitters, Shorts: Free People, Shoes: KorkEase, Bag: Vintage

I should probably stop posting the same picture of the bracelet fiesta residing on my left arm. However, this picture seems rather nostalgic for me right about now. Reason number one: the bracelet with the balls was a graduation gift. Amazeballs.

And reason number two: the little silver number was recently lost. This little guy fell off my wrist while strolling through a garden in New York City. I searched and searched, retraced my Michael Kors flats' steps and threw in the towel. RIP little man o' silver hearts.