In The Fashionista's Closet: Big Things Popping...

Ummmm hmmm.....Yeah I know. I'm still out on the balcony. But what do you want from me, its 157 degrees outside and I don't think that you want to see pictures of me "out in the elements" sweating in my pics. Unless you're into that kind of thing...

There are events taking place soon that are making me super excited. My sister should be delivering my niece next week (even though she didn't choose any of my FABULOUS baby name choices) and I'll be attending a wedding celebration over the weekend of a couple of my favorite people.

Hint, the bride's name begins with R and ends in O and she has a blog.

Oh yeah. I got a job. A teaching job. I start next week.

WHOOP WHOOP!

If you've been following my blog then you know that I have been a substitute teacher for the past year and a half in addition to working second (and sometimes even third) jobs so the fact that I'll be doing something that I enjoy and not getting paid lowly slave wages (yes, lower than a teacher's salary, umm hmmm) makes me really really REALLY happy.

Top: Zara

Shorts: Marshalls

Belt: Target

Bangles: Assorted

Clutch: Rummage Sale

Shoes: Ross

If you want to know more info about my hairstyle, please visit Fashion Nette-work's Facebook page.

Allow Me to Re-Introduce Myself....

....Hi.....My name is Juanette and this is my blog.....I've been away for a bit. But I'm bbbbaaaaaaccccckkkkk baby!!!!!! I'd like to say that I've been on a cruise or finding the cure for cancer but no such luck. I've just been...tired.

There's been no real reason for my hiatus, I just haven't really felt up to blogging. I've been pretty uninspired by my outfits this summer since it's been so freaking hot (it was 106 yesterday) and working a retail job doesn't help since I have to wear "work appropriate" attire.

I did venture down to Houston a couple of weekends ago to surprise my ace, my dawg, my Sister From Another Mister, Reiko for her bridal shower. I had the greatest time filled with lots of shenanigans, about 6 hours of total sleep and P.G. 13 ratchetness (on her part, not mine, yall know I'm not telling, I'm a lady.)

Key words from the weekend: loins, bacon and Frenchy's!  

On Reiko: Necklaces: Assorted belts, vintage necklace

Dress: Dillards (It's got pockets!)

Shoes: Betsey Johnson

On me: Earrings: Aldo (Borrowed from Reiko)

Top: Ross

Bangles: Assorted

Skirt: Gifted from Reiko

Shoes: Steve Madden Luxe

We had so much fun getting ready and both of our outfits are a mesh of each other's wardrobes. We would truly be a force to be reckoned with if we both lived in the same city!

Shout out to Tiffany who saw me in the mall and told me I needed to update and the other commenters inquiring about me, thanks yall!

In The Fashionista's Closet: The Hulk

People get on my nerves.dot com

Earrings: Forever 21

Crop top: Ross

Skirt: Arden B (My fave skirt ever, it's so old but I refuse to part with it until it's in shreds.)

Bag: Kooba

Sandals: Target

I used to consider myself kinda like The Incredible Hulk. (The tv show, not the movie, I loved Bill Bixby.) Dr. Bruce Banner was always minding his own business when someone would always start harassing him, torture an innocent soul, or otherwise be an a**hole and then he would have to tell them, 

"Don't make me angry You wouldn't like me when I'm angry."

Once that happened, all hell broke loose......

I know that feeling. Of going from 0 to 60. Used to do it all the time.

I don't like liars or bs. If something or someone is aggravating me I tell them what I think and don't deal with them anymore and live my life in peace. I won't hold it against you (ok yes I will) but things won't ever be the same once you betray my trust. But do not mistake my ability to be forgiving as weakness. 

  I don't live on that street anymore, at the corner of Wrath and Fury, I prefer my little brick house on Tranquility Lane.

But that doesn't mean I won't go visit...

This is the photo you get when Reiko is taking pics and I'm doing the "get it girl dance" out on the sidewalk. 

In The Fashionista's Closet: Fresh Eyes

I got a chance to hang out with my partner in crime, my ace, my Sister From Another Mister, Reiko aka God's Favorite Shoes this weekend which wasn't really enough time for all of our hijinks and we took NO photos together *insert sad face* so there's no evidence of us even being together except for random Facebook posts and tweets. But we did go to her our family reunion and bonded over raiding my closet. 

Remember this crop top? Well I found the skirt to it recently at the thrift store and showed it to Reiko. The skirt was waaaaaayyyyy too small but I figured I could do something with the fabric. Reiko looked at it and immediately said, "Wear it as a top. With a belt." I don't know what her standardized test scores were but I'm pretty sure this girl's a genius. 

So I did.

I pinned the skirt-as-top and added this elephant belt and paired it with some cutoffs. I KNOW! I'm officially a shorts wearer. Stop asking yourself "WHEN is she gonna stop taking pics on her balcony?" It's really Hades hot outside and I just can't muster up the strength to take my setup to a more appealing location in this heat. I'll do better, I promise!

Earrings: Forever 21

Skirt (worn as a top): Thrifted

Elephant head belt: Thrifted

Cut offs: Levi's button fly (Old)

Bag: Kooba

Wedges: Dolce Vita for Target

Sometimes it takes a pair of fresh eyes to give new life to an item...

In The Fashionista's Closet: Miss Crazypants

I was out on my balcony yesterday morning, really kinda feeling sorry for myself  and getting ready to have a five minute cry when I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. There is a dumpster behind a Vietnamese restaurant on the corner and I watched as the top of the dumpster flew open. A person (I later determined it was a small man with a long ponytail and floppy hat) hopped out of the dumpster with a bag in his hand. After getting out of the dumpster, he carefully closed the top of it, I guess he didn't want anyone coming to his "house" while he wasn't there and walked down the street, calm and cool as you please and began to look in the trash can near the bus stop at the corner.

Earrings: Thrifted

Blazer: Thrifted

Shirt: Banana Republic

Pants: Thrifted

Shoes: Target

Bag: Either Marshalls or TJ Maxx, I can't recall

After I giggled because I always seem to luck up on random strange sights like this, I took this as God's way of telling me to stop feeling sorry for myself....I could literally be "down in the dumps." Get it? Because the dude was in the....oh never mind...

Feeling sorry for yourself, and your present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have. -Dale Carnegie

In The Fashionista's Closet: Mama's Gun

Sorry I don't have a more exciting outfit post for you but I am living in short dresses, flats and with my hair up most days to beat this 100 degree Texas heat. The heat is also to blame to for my recent photos on my balcony, it's too hot to schlep my tripod out and stand in the heat to take pics. And going to my part-time, now temporarily full-time job isn't helping my outfit posts because I don't wear heels there and my outfits aren't very inspired. 

 Speaking of my part time job, a customer came in and asked if we had handbags that came with a pocket for concealed handguns. The salesgirl, dumbfounded, said "Excuse me?" and the woman repeated it reeeeeaaaallllyyyy slow like the salesgirl was stupid.

"Do...you...have...any...bags...that...have...a...pocket...for...a...
concealed...handgun?" 

 As if we have people who come in all the time and ask for bags equipped to hide deadly weapons. 

 "This is our selection to conceal guns and to your right are the bags designed to hide knives and hand grenades."

 Dress: Zara

Earrings: Aldo

Bag; Prada

Bracelets: Assorted

Shoes: Target

Sorry maam, I  know this is Texas and all but I guess the retailers haven't made those great strides in handbag design yet...

*Post title inspired by Erykah Badu

In The Fashionista's Closet: Baby in a Bar

I wore this ensemble to an open mic night on Wednesday but there was still no open mic at around 11:30 that night so I left and missed the whole thing and I got a parking ticket in the meantime because my meter ran out.
*Le sigh* 

I felt that this was the waste of a perfectly good top so I'll be wearing it again hopefully to a more
"Cute Top" worthy spot.

(This is the same top that I'm wearing in my profile photo on the left side of the page with the bangles.)

Top: Zara

Earrings: Forever 21

Clutch: DSW

Jeans: Calvin Klein

Shoes: Steve Madden Luxe 

 

I met a friend at a pool hall (pool hall sounds kind of seedy, it was actually a bar) to watch the Dallas Mavericks/Miami Heat game last night and a kid walks up to me. "Hi Miss B!"

*insert incredulous look here*

It was one of the students from school.

In a bar.

At 11 o'clock at night.

Where they do that at?!?

Apparently in Dallas, Texas, people.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him. "I'm with my aunt" he replied nonchalantly.

"Where is she?"

"Playing pool" he said looking at me like I'm stupid for asking why else would him and his aunt be in a pool hall at 11 o'clock at night.

"Ummmmmkay, well you have a good summer" I stammered as I tried to shield him from looking at the Tasty Adult Beverage in my hand.

This is why I think people should be required to pass a test before having kids and I guess I should amend that to include all family members as well....

Post title inspired by this scene in Sweet Home Alabama: