Accidental Glamour

 

Have I ever mentioned how weird it is
to have a million photos of yourself taken?

Because it is.

Inherently weird to me.

I think it stems back to childhood.
Like most, my parents would chronicle every first day of the new school year.
Didn't we all whine and complain?

And now outfit documentation is a thing! I.E. much of this blog.

So is this a paradigm shift in the case for vanity? 

 

Yeah, probably.

But I'm claiming this blog in the name of education and thrifting good-will.
These are real applications of my thrifty excursions and how pieces can work in your life.
Or not work, depending if our styles cross. 

This is what you call an accidental glamor shot. 

It's also Cory's first snap.
Or maybe I should say click since it's an iPhone.
A magical Beyonce-like wind blew up and gave my hair some life.
I have no idea what I'm doing with my hand but it turned out pretty. 

Because most of my photos turn out like this....

 

Eyes closed, mouth open, unnatural pose.

Seriously, why would a human twist his or her leg like that?
And don't get me started on the hand growing out of my stomach.

Welcome to real life. 

Now back to regular thrift programing.

 Necklace, $3, Goodwill in Blair Nebraska.
JCrew Tshirt, $2.50, Snooty Fox in Hyde Park

 

Purse, this weird second-hand store in Newport that no longer exists. $5

Shorts, Loft, $29, from last season.
I bought them during a retail therapy lunch break. It was one of those days.

Until next time, Bon Nuit!