Posh & Paisley

Tie One On

I'm a big fan of vintage neck ties. I love wearing them as belts and headbands, and just recently I went to a British-themed party where I wore a tie in my hair.

I went as Amy Winehouse. It was hilarious and scary all at the same time.

I'm even going to share a photo with you, just for comparison. Eerie isn't it?

   

You can find the awesome green tie on the left at Nautica.com. Then you too can personalize your very own cracked-out Amy Winehouse outfit with one.

Good luck getting the beehive as high as hers though.

The Second Time Around

I can't breathe. When I try, it hurts like crazy!

I'm having a love/hate relationship with karate right now. I'm loving the intense workouts, and hating the day-after pain. Since I've taken a year off from competing to be able to travel, I've been missing out on the intense competition training that I used to do daily.

When traveling, I usually hit the gym and do some extra ab work as well, but now that I've jumped straight into a full month of no traveling or contracts, I've been training with little Sara, my karate club's latest competition protege.

I think we did 800 sit-ups, in addition to an hour of lunge punches and another hour of fighting. Sara kicks really hard, and though we call her Lil' Sara, there is nothing little about those round-house kicks of hers. My ribs feel like they're broken and my face is a little swollen. Gosh, I see why I find it difficult to get people to understand why I love karate so much.

To treat ourselves afterward, we ran to catch a flick, and saw Harold and Roldie Escape from G-Bay, again. I love that Christopher Meloni is also in the sequel, though I think that his role as Freakshow was fantastic and couldn't be beat. Also, seeing the movie again allowed me to notice things that I hadn't noticed the first time, such as the cute billowy shirt that Maria is wearing is Paisley patterned as is Harold's A-Hole shirt as they escape from Miami (please watch it to figure out what I'm talking about). Though I couldn't find the exact one he was wearing, I found this Robert Graham paisley shirt on neimanmarcus.com that looks almost exactly like Harold's shirt. Love it!

The only problem with the night was that Sara and I had a tough time going up stairs, sitting down, getting up, trying to sit down on the subway train without groaning from the pain in our behinds... trying to run down the stairs, trying to hover while peeing... trying not to feel silly as the guy in the subway train laughed at our evident difficulty in sitting down... I must say, we were looking pretty pathetic. We kept having to remind ourselves that tight buns and a six pack are worth this pain, and tomorrow we might even try and reward ourselves with another movie after class is done.

That is if I can make it out of there alive. I'm not so sure though, so this might be my last blog ever. Just giving you a heads up ;)   

Molding Mr. Right

I had a very nice date yesterday. 

The guy is really very sweet and this being my third date or so, I can honestly say that he possesses a lot of the characteristics that I'm looking for. He's also very easy to get along with and I've had a great time with him each time we've been out.

Oh and I also love the fact that he really makes an effort to accommodate my busy schedule and always treats me like the princess that I am.

The only problem is that I don't like the way he dresses.  Is that mean to say?  Should I be better than that and try to overlook that aspect?

I've thought about it, and I think that I should overlook that for now.  I mean, I could always wait to see where this is going and if anything, just make him go shopping for new clothes. Good plan eh?

I would love to see him in this awesome Veritas hoodie from the Marc Ecko Collection on one of our weekend outings.  It's very relaxed and the argyle/paisley pattern give it an edgier look.  I'm not saying that he has to sport this look the way Mr. Timberlake would, but at the same time it would be really nice to see this hoodie worn to it's full potential.

Now remember girls, we're not trying to change anybody here, we're just updating. So don't feel shallow, and don't feel guilty, it's for his own good! ;)

Paisley on Him

Yum. 

The art director on board is really hot... actually it's kind of sad that I'm leaving so soon, because I think I love him.  Okay, so maybe I don't love him, but I love his style, I love his British accent and I love the way he knows his art history (we had a heated discussion about Whistler's lawsuit for libel against his critic).  Today he even had a paisley tie on, and I was inspired to find one like it for you.

Like I said before... yum!

What he lacked in grace, he made up in Paisley

Yesterday I caught a really creepy watching me on the subway train. Usually if you catch a guy looking at you, his eyes bashfully dart away and you wonder to yourself if he actually had been checking you out or that you'd just happened to be in his visual path.

But this guy was different.  He wasn't just glancing over, he was full-on staring, and when his eyes met mine, he didn't even flinch.  He just continued to let his eyes move up and down, and to my grossed out surprise, let them rest on my chest.

Of course I gave him the dirtiest, most vile look that I could muster (not that it seemed to help any) and then continued on with reading my book.  Living in a large city has it's ups and downs and I accept that. I just chose the usual big city tactic and chose to ignore him. Thankfully his stop came not much long after and he finally made his exit... only after 2 blatant head turns in my direction.

Now why am I telling you this story?  It's because that for some twisted reason (and of course only in my crazy world) he had happened to be wearing the coolest paisley hoodie I've ever seen on a guy. The creep couldn't be graced with some social skills, but instead he was graced with impeccable fashion sense. How is that fair and what must I have done wrong in another life to deserve this sort of taunting...

I did search high and low for a similar hoodie and couldn't find anything even remotely as nice as what the creep had on, but did manage to find this Adidas zip-up that has the same sort of feeling to it.