Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Inspired By: Biker Chic (Kinda)

Today is like really fucking hot out. Someone please hook me up with some 100 SPF sunscreen ASAP. I'm melting and crying and burning to a pale crisp.  That's the problem with being pale: you don't tan, you just burn.  Sometimes I appear tan, but that's only because my freckles begin to attach. It's all a mirage.

So, this next statement might be really sad for you. Today is the second to last #Mandyreadyforwork post. All good things come to an end, remember? But, Mandy will live on forever.  She's still always ready, now it's just to twerk (cue Facebook pro pic). Kidding, I don't twerk.  I mean, I've tried, but ya.

Anyway, since everything I'm saying is irrelevant, makes no sense and is weird, probably because I'm suffering from heat stroke...

This outfit below is totally biker chic, kinda. I'm not actually wearing leather or combat boots or anything edgy, but it's my take on it.  Cue kickass leather booties and a jean jacket.

Wish me luck with my abroad appointments today! Hashtag help me.

Shirt: Skin, Skirt: Free People, Jean Jacket: GAP, Booties: Dolce Vita


Monday, September 9, 2013

Inspired By: Body Con Stripes

Today marks the second installment of The 8 a.m. Chronicles, aka #8amchronicles. We're really off to a promising start, I mean, double digit insta-likes.

Stay tuned every Monday and Wednesday for my sad face and coffee in hand.

On another note: check out my body con striped sailor dress! Basically on this day I was feeling pretty on top of my game. I only had three days left to my internship, and I really decided it would make most sense to go out with an outfit bang. Hence the maxi body con, duh. I also had it in me to wear heels.

Picture this: Mandy strutting through the city with cool new blue mirror aviator sunglasses and this outfit. Cool, right? Yeah, strutting is where I ran into a problem. Strutting led to tripping, and tripping led to Mandy looking like a dumbass and ruining the cool, chic mirage that was so apparent.

On anotherrrrrr note: Wrecking Ball is an amazeballs song, so you go again, Miley Bird.  HOWEVER, I'm seriously concerned for your wellbeing. PLEASE stop being naked. Like, yes, your bod is bangin and we're all jealous, like I'd do anything for your abs, even give up pretzels. But why are you having sex with a wrecking ball and licking things? Guess you can't stop, won't stop.

Dress: Free People, Shoes: Kork-Ease


Thursday, September 5, 2013

Inspired By: The Final Four

A happy birthday to the queen once again, only this time the queen is my mom, not Beyonce. So, happy birthday to the coolest and best chick on the planet, and my best friend. Hashtag Meryl.

Today marks the first of the final four #Mandyreadyforwork posts. I am SO sorry, I know you love them. But, all good things must come to an end.  My internship did, and these outfit pictures and a few therapy sessions are all I have left. Personally, I think the final four outfits were the best of the summer, so that's great, right?

On a completely unrelated note, as always, I'm so disorganized and need to find some motivation. I really need that box of planners to arrive at my house so I can begin pencilling in all my assignments and appointments. I'm like so not on my game right now. I need some clarity, ya feel me, Zedd?

Why do I have so much homework? I mean, it's seriously putting a damper on my day. All I wanna do is frolick on the row in my Free People skirt.

Until tomorrow, pretty birds...

Shirt: Brandy Melville, Skirt: Free People, Shoes: Steve Madden

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Inspired By: All Blue Everything

Shana tova and a happy birthday to the queen, Beyonce that is.

Another productive day for this girl. I woke up at 7:05 a.m., fired up my keurig, made some caramel vanilla coffee, survived my first college 8 a.m., went to Spanish class, came home, went for a run, did some abs and arms, ate some eggs, took a shower, cried over how expensive my books for school are, took a nap and now I'm here. Extensive, I know.

This whole classes thing- not really working out for me. This whole 8 a.m. class thing- not really ever gonna work out for me.  But, on the plus side, I'm introducing another instafamous hashtag: #8amchronicles, which will consist of heinous morning selfies of my friend Sam and I on our way to class as walking zombies.

Below, as you can see, I was feeling very blue on this day.  Not actually sad, don't worry, just felt like pairing together every blue article of clothing I could find. Cue the chambray shirt, patterned skirt and navy Superga sneakers. Just had me singing, "I'm blue da ba dee da ba die, if I was green I would die," ya know?

I could really go for some apples and honey right about now. #Mandyreadyforwork.

Shirt: Brother's Closet (literally), Skirt: Zara, Shoes: Superga


Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Inspired By: Army Pants and Flip Flops

I'm bored. I was a little too productive today, before noon I might add, so I got nervous.  Having early classes sucks for the most part, OK the whole part, but you also just have so much time for activities throughout the rest of the day. (Besides my Mondays- 8 a.m. to 6:15 p.m. with no break, but like, who's keeping track, right?)

I got up, went to class in my workout gear, learned about plants, went to my Spanish advisor, paid a visit to the study abroad office, did some Bar Method in my cubicle of a bedroom and now I'm here.

The below work outfit was inspired by Cady Heron. She wore army pants and flip flops, so I did too. Kidding! These aren't army pants! They're cool slouchy boyfriend cargos; there's a real difference.  And those are for sure not flip flops, but instead my Zara staple shoes, duh.

Any ideas for what I should do with the rest of my day?

Pants: Rag and Bone, Shoes: Zara


Monday, September 2, 2013

Inspired By: Romper Part II

HAAAAAY there. I feel like I'm always apologizing for being absent, but, like, you can't complain since I've been more present than ever on my blog this summer.  Just getting situated into school and shit, yano?

I return with more romper wisdom and some wine in my cup.  Blush wine to be exact.  Anyway, I'm back, bitches.

This romper is like super cool because it fools everyone. Like, don't you think I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt underneath my tank romper? First of all, ew, why would I do that? But secondly, fooled ya! 

Sidenote on the brogues: some lady stopped me to ask me what designer my oxfords were, as in she thought they were some fancy Christian Louboutin shoes. The look of awe on her face when I informed her I bought them at Urban Outfitters was quite satisfying. Bargain hunting faaa lyfe!

So, I'm back at school, my favorite place in the world, but classes start tomorrow. Wakeup call at 8:30, wanna join me for a cup of coffee from my keurig? If so, hmu.

Romper: I don't know because the tag is in illegible cursive handwriting, Shoes: Urban Outfitters