Outfit Post: 8/28/14


Top: Target — Pants: Thrifted — Flats: American Rag — Pendant and earrings: Gifts from Katie! — Bracelet: Gift from my mom (aww)


I’m not sure why I look so smug in these pictures. I promise that I only felt 1/16th as smug as my face would lead you to believe. (At most.)


Anyhoo. One of the great joys of moving to this new house is the washer and dryer next to the kitchen. No more laundry mangles for me!


It’s weird how luxurious it feels to be able to do a load of towels at home.


I’m pretty sure this is how I felt times fifty when we moved into our last place, which was a step up from the place before that in that it had a dishwasher.


Honestly, I’d rather go without on-site laundry facilities than without a dishwasher, but I think that’s only because there’s no laundromat equivalent where you can take a tub of dirty dishes to be washed in public. Speaking of, who wants to pioneer the dish-o-mat with me? We’ll make millions!

Outfit Post: 8/27/14


Shirt: Target — Pants: Old Navy — Sandals: 6pm.com (Dansko) — Headband: The Faerie Market — Earrings: Apostrophie


I was wearing a ring with this outfit too, but as with most things, I put it down when I came home and immediately lost it forever.


(Well, no. I found it today, 24 hours later, among rubbish on the kitchen counter.)


But whatever. Look! A headband!

Outfit Post: 8/26/14


Dress: Lana — Sandals: Dansko — Tank top: Target — Belt and bangle: Thrifted — Earrings: Vendor on campus


Did I mention that our new house has a lime tree out back?


I think it’s a lime tree, anyway. Some sort of citrus. 


It’s too bad I’m not a fan of mojitos, but at least I can make some limeade when they get good and ripe.


What else do you do with limes? Sorbet, maybe. Or juggling.


They tried to teach me to juggle in middle-school PE, but those scarves were too wily and clever for me. Maybe limes are the answer.

Outfit Post: 8/23/14


Tank top and skirt: Thrifted — Camisole: Old Navy — Shoes: Payless — Earrings: Target


Taking pictures in front of the sliding back door wasn’t actually an intentional experiment on my part; I just wanted some photos before heading out to the Bay Area on Saturday afternoon to spend some time with friends, and it was the only part of the house not totally blasted with sunlight.


Definitely not my favorite spot, although it does well enough in a pinch. (And I don’t really mind being distracted by a goofy cat.)


Speaking of the Bay Area! I stayed over at Tito’s house Saturday night and experienced the singular sensation of being woken up in the wee hours by a bone-rattling earthquake. Nothing broke or even fell, since the epicenter was closer to wine country than to the Bay, but it left me very groggy and confused at 3am nevertheless.


I was alive during the huge quake of 1989, but only barely, and I certainly don’t have any memories of it. Have you had any earthquake experiences?

Outfit Post: 8/22/14


Shirt: Target — Pants and necklace: Thrifted — Sandals: Dansko — Earrings: Apostrophie 


Even though these pants have black in them, I decided to wear brown shoes on Friday.


An extremely controversial choice, I know! It may lose me some voters but I have to be true to myself.


Actually, I’ve never cared too much about the black/brown thing–I know a lot of folks think of it as old-fashioned these days–and I thought brown sandals went better with the bright, summery colors of the outfit, even though black shoes would have been matchier.


If you disagree with me, however, please feel free to write a letter to your local Congressperson informing them of that fact. I’m sure they’ll listen.

Outfit Post: 8/18/14


Vest, camisole, pants, and flats: Thrifted — Bracelet: Gift (from Greece) — Earrings: Vendor at Lake Bled, Slovenia


Testing out area number two for outfit pictures: Bushy Foliage by Neighbors’ House. I’m not sure which I like better yet.


I haven’t properly met our neighbors on either side yet, but I have met a delightfully pudgy tuxedo cat who lives across the street and chirps for pets whenever I walk by.


It’s a good thing Flat Tire has no way of seeing out the front window. She’d feel so betrayed if she knew.


I don’t quite know if her jealousy would come from a heartfelt desire to keep my affections all to herself, or from a basic understanding that I am her property, much like the couch or the chairs or anything that falls on the kitchen floor. It’s hard to tell with cats sometimes.


Speaking of the little weirdo, she’s settling in nicely, as you can see. As long as there are comfy places to sleep, she’ll adapt to just about any move.

Outfit Post: 8/16/14


Dress: Multiple Threads — Shoes: 6pm.com (Dansko) — Earrings: Charming Charlie


Slowly getting back into the outfit picture game after days of wearing nothing but shorts and dust.  Baby steps! Dress and sandals.


But we’re moved! I’ll be trying out different areas of the yard for pictures! EXCITING. First area: Window Area With Dying Plants.


If this giraffe were a real giraffe, he could help eat those dead plants.


(Or maybe I want a goat? I don’t know if giraffes think they’re too good for dead plants.)

This Just In: Mia’s Already Forgotten What Happened in Vegas


If I reach back into the misty sands of memory (can sands be misty?), I almost remember seeing this view from my hotel window during my week of work conference in Las Vegas. Almost.


On the other hand, I definitely DO remember Liberace’s short-shorts.

I have to say, the Liberace Foundation was a really rad free little exhibit at the Cosmopolitan, where I was staying. Plus the Foundation employees are very helpful if an old cigarette machine that’s been converted into an art vending machine eats your money!


Said machine. I ended up with a teeny-tiny purse made out of a recycled German water tetrapak, so thankfully our story has a happy ending.


This was only my second time in Vegas and my first time spending evenings on my own there, so I muddled around and saw some neat stuff like the shark aquarium at Mandalay Bay and a Cirque du Soleil show! (O, if you were wondering. My trip had a distinctly aquatic theme despite taking place in the desert.)


I also wore conference-friendly clothes!


Although after a couple days of conference, I noticed other attendees wearing jeans and tidy-but-casual clothing, so maybe the linen pants and reverse wrap dress were unnecessary.


Oh well, it’s not like I haven’t ever been overdressed before!

(The conference went very well and I made some good contacts, like seeing and hugging Erin again, which was wonderful. It was a good trip, and I’m trying to hold onto the positivity of that among all the awful police and military actions that are taking place in Gaza and Ferguson, MO. In the case of the latter, though, I will say this: if you’re interested in trying to help, here is a good aggregation of ways to. I’ve personally donated to the folks running #OperationHelpOrHush on Twitter, and I wish I could do more; mostly I’m trying to stay informed and spread the word since so many media outlets are slow or nonexistent in their reporting of the events. If you have any other resources, please feel free to share them in the comments.)

This Just In: Mia Overestimates Herself Once More

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Did you know that moving is hard? Moving is hard. Even when you’re only moving a couple miles. I am currently low on time and energy for things beyond moving and working, so I will take another short leave of blogging until the former is sorted out and I know where the camera is again! Until then, please enjoy this picture of a cool/terrifying Coach window display at Caesar’s Palace in Vegas.

Outfit Post: 7/25/14


Top: Desigual — Skirt and bangle: Thrifted — Sandals: 6pm.com (Dansko) — Necklace and earrings: Gifts


And we’re back, broadcasting to you live from a small, dim room somewhere in northern California!


I’ll get into this more tomorrow, but the conference was very educational, as was bopping around Las Vegas by myself for several evenings. It’s such a curious city, isn’t it?


As soon as I got back from the trip, I dove into moving stuff–a lot of which was prepared by Mike while I was gone, what a good fellow he is–so I’ve mostly been knocking around in shorts and sweaty t-shirts while we haul boxes and furniture.


No long skirts or dangly earrings for me until it’s all over!


No fancy appliqued t-shirts, either.


Some of my clothing just wasn’t built for deep-cleaning floors, you know?