The Year of Living Thriftily

Stalling.

If you love fashionable people, as I do...

And I mean the truly fashionable, the transcendent, the taste-makers...

You love them even more when they are self-deprecating and multi-dimensional.

In the spirit of this,

Enjoy this amazing recording of Joan Juliet Buck, the former (and only American) editor-in-chief of French Vogue, telling a story about being haunted in her amazing Parisian apartment.

I love that a woman with as much prestige as she has earned is so charming and sounds like a real human... not a fashion-bot like some other editors who shall remain nameless!

joan.

juliet.

buck.

You should listen to this episode and all other episodes of The Moth, a storytelling series in which various notables and regular joes alike tell true stories, without notes, to a live audience. It's an amazing program that I am addicted to. You can find out all about it at the web site and subscribe to the podcast on itunes!

And yes, I am trying to distract you until I have enough time to update with signifigance!

walkie talkie

BYE GUYS!

Wish me luck if you read this.

I'm leaving RIGHT NOW for the 3-Day Breast Cancer walk in Dallas!!!

Talk to you next week if my legs do not fall off.

...well, I'd probably still be able to talk, so either way...

seacrest out xo

rock on.

the last one is my favorite.

photos by Dan Martensen.

breast friends.

What can I say?

I hope you had an amazing Halloween. I hope you astounded and confounded with your mystical disguise. I hope you made merriment and crafted a lifetime of memories. No, I really do. That's what nights like Halloween are for right?? As you can see from the photos above, I spent the post-trick or treating hours of Halloween in my living room. Husband and I ate buffalo spaghetti and watched scary movies. We are known party animals, it's the truth.

But that's not what this post is about. This post is about BREASTS.

Weeeeelll, specifically breast appreciation and preservation in the form of ME (and my breasts) walking the (60 MILE!!) Breast Cancer 3-Day walk for the Susan G Komen Foundation next weekend in Dallas. I meant to talk about this ages ago, as I have been prepping for it for ages. As a matter of fact, I walked my butt 10 miles just today along the sparkly banks of town lake here in Austin. It's been awesome spending the summer, and the beginning of the fall, outside, by the river...

I am not proud of the fact that I have never been a particularly involved kinda gal. I don't march, I don't protest, I usually just don't participate in causes at all (unless you count mouthing off? I do that fairly regularly). This is my first real foray into actively stepping out, sacrificing, and making an effort to help. I have worked really hard getting ready for this and I am really excited.

We cannot escape the fact that cancer of all kinds is taking our friends, our family, our co-workers, our idols, our mentors, and our children away from us at an astounding rate. Recently, in my own family, cancer has hit like an anvil. I myself am at extremely high risk to develop breast cancer because of genetic predisposition* and breast size. Now, this is disturbing because I LIKE my boobs and desire to keep them AND live a long, healthy life. Without a cure, you and me and our mothers and sisters and daughters are all walking around with time bombs strapped to our chests. I would love to see my beautiful little girl get to grow up in a world where she doesn't have to be afraid of her own boobs. So here I am, entering the world of doing my part. And don't be fooled! 60 miles is a loooooong walk. And I am happy to do it for such a good cause. I will be walking with my mother, my aunt, and my cousin.

I abhor soliciting money, especially from strangers. But that is what I am here to do. Any donation you can afford to give to this cause would be AMAZINGLY appreciated. I have not reached my goal of $2300 yet and I need your help. Any amount at all will be a huge measure of generosity. $5 will put a smile in my heart and be a step in the direction of my goal, $2300!!

Donate to my walk!!

Help me reach my goal for the Dallas/Fort Worth Breast Cancer 3-Day!

I have been slacking on blogging and all kinds of things to get ready for this. If you're wondering why I haven't shown off any of my (yes, awesome) thrifted finds lately, it is mostly because I have been spending a whole lot time in workout pants and pink walking shoes. But alas, there is hope. I have a whole BOATLOAD of news and excitement and treasures to blog about... As soon as this walk is over :)

Again, thank you to all of you who are reading this and to anyone who can donate. I will take a ton of pictures and think about you (and your breasts) while I trek. xo

p.s. Do you have ANY idea how long I searched for a tasteful, vintage-y, implied nudity, breast focused photo to include in this post? Something is either wrong with my internet skills or the internet itself, I tell ya.

*I recently considered getting screened for the breast cancer gene after listening to one woman's inspiring account of finding out she had it and subsequently removing her own breasts (listen to it here). Unfortunately, it turns out that if I do test positive for it, I would be screwed because my insurance company would then consider it a "pre-existing condition" and likely fail to cover my treatment. You heard me right.

Yea, our health care system is fiiiiiine.

Get some vintage.

The Magnolia Family Vintage store has some S-S-S-SWEEET vintage deals.

RIGHT NOW. Get some vintage. You'll live a life of regret if you do not seize the day. I know, because I saw The Dead Poets Society. Do you want to end up like that? I didn't think so. Do the right thing and go get the things you want in life.

Here's a taste...