October 23rd, 2007 Rachel
Seriously, people. This is kind of ridiculous. ALMOST ridiculous enough that I love it, but not quite.
In case you are wondering why I’m bewildered by two very familiar devices, it’s because these are replicas that serve only one purpose. To bling-i-fy.
For 5x the cost of a Walkman cassette player, and 1/2 the cost of an iPod Nano, you too can wear your tech savvy on your sleeve neck, for all to see.
Oh wait - aren’t you already doing that by wearing the actual player itself?
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May 3rd, 2007 Rachel
Jenn and I just landed a couple of hours ago in Vancouver. It’s so lovely here. I get Seattle flashbacks while staring at the miles of evergreens and whiffing the crispy clean air.
So - this was a timely post by my Dad. Today was one of those days where I think I would have taken out a loan to bypass all the red tape involved in flying these days. Most of the time, it’s not even the standing in line like it’s Christmas Eve in Disney World that bugs me. It’s the guilt and general awkwardness.
Yes, I am that person. I am the one trying desperately to fit into the ‘carry-on only’ category. I have a suitcase that probably wouldn’t squeeze into the metal rod test thingie they have by check-in and the gates - but it’s small enough to squeeze by while still being large enough to accommodate everything (and more) that I need. I will also have a smaller (but not “small” per se) bag as well. So now, amongst all the crap I’ve piled into each back, I must drag my laptop case out, pull out my laptop, fish around for my my baggie full of liquids, take off my shoes, take off my jacket, double check my pockets…I always feel like I should hand the person behind me a lolipop or something to make up for the massive amount of time it seems to take me to organize it all. Then I have to put it all back together in the end. Nightmare. Bloody, freakin nightmare. And that’s best case….
Today I was lucky enough to learn that my two week old H&M jeans are not airport security friendly. Without a belt to begin with, no loonies hidden in a pocket, and I’m pretty sure I left my metal laced socks at home…
I got sent over for the additional security check. She was very nice…and it was very thorough. I had to fight the crankies as it seemed like everything from my ankles to my neck was coated in invisible metal. After finding nothing, except for confirmation that ‘the girls’ are real, I was sent on my merry way.
What I hate about the whole process is that they hardly ever figure out what was causing the beeps. If I knew WHY I was beeping for no reason, I would make every effort to make sure it didn’t happen again. But they haven’t made those machines yet, so for now it’s process of elimination.
Next time, Jeany McJeans, you’re traveling in a bag.
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March 17th, 2007 Rachel
Beater originally worn by myself…photo originally posted by Mayhem.
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August 14th, 2006 Rachel
Dear Mugatu-esque Fashion Leaders:
We need to chat.
You see, I’ve got a little bit of a problem with some of your fashion directions as of late. Don’t get me wrong, some of the things you’re pulling out of your hat (would that still be a Castro Hat?) have been great. I’m digging the big belts and I’m glad that headbands are back now that my hair is far more controllable than it was the first time around.
But then there’s things like…skinny pants.
Your humor must be off given to your lack of caloric intake, because this is simply a cruel joke. Even if I wanted to spend every waking hour working out, is the above look really worth it? Come on now…when you say skinny jeans, what you’re really saying is "tapered".
Eeew.
I’ll give you some leeway, since some of the items I was previously adamantly set against have, well…grown on me. You brought back those black just below the knee leggings. Alrighty. I could have done without them, but I’m now understanding that under certain circumstances (such as feeling like wearing that short jean skirt, but not really in the mood for showing a bunch of leg) they can be fun, even (dare I say) flattering? But now you’re kind of taking this (very clearly a trend) a tad too far. Colors, skulls, hearts, etc., should not make up the fabric of these leggings. Not unless you’re between the ages of 6 and 16 during the years 1990-1994.
But on to more pressing matters.
Observe exhibit A:
Yes, that’s right. Stirrup pants. I’ve positioned the brown heels I just bought in the photo so that in case you are one of the few many who despise the idea, you’ll have something more pleasant to look at which should ease the gag reflex. There was a time and place for stirrup pants. The eighties. If you were a mom in the eighties, you even get some leeway to continue wearing them briefly into the nineties. This is not like when bell bottoms were revitalized as flared jeans. That was taking a bad idea and making it better. This is taking a bad idea and not learning from your mistakes.
Which brings me to Exhibit B:
Right up on top, for all to see. Scrunchies. Not just any scrunchies but large slightly shiny polka dot scrunchies. Are you trying to exude confidence with this choice? We love the scrunchie so much we’re going to make them POLKA DOTTED…so you CAN’T miss ‘em - it’s a MUST have!!
I’m not buying.
I mean really, are you taking advantage of innocent dimwitted young girls who weren’t born yet to realize these are both horrible mistakes that are better left behind fifteen years ago? Did you wander onto a few university campuses looking for inspiration at the exact time they were all having neon infused eighties nights?
Please stop. You’re hurting my eyes. More wide belts and bohemian flare. Less leggings and scrunchies.
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March 8th, 2006 Rachel
Inspired by Puntabulous, though not nearly as humourous…
The next time I *ever* say to anyone, "gee, I don’t have anything to wear…", you know have the photographic proof to say "hey, you - yes you friggin do."
We’ll start with a look at the amount of clothes I was dealing. You see, I leave first thing tomorrow morning for SXSW in Austin, TX. I’m gone for ten days…ten days where I’ll need day wear (okay fine, that’s provided for me…ya got me) and evening wear. Clothes for sleeping, clothes for dancing. Clothes for dinner, clothes for hanging out.
Notice and enjoy the kitties who kept me on track.
Needless to say, this is not going to be a "carry-on only" journey.
I don’t really know where all these outfits, shirts, skirts, and pants came from. I mean, yeah, I know I’ve got stuff…
- But it always amazes me to see everything (well, pretty much everything) in one big mountain.
Tucker helpfully pointed out that I forgot this pile over by the front door. Thanks Tucker. I definitely wanted that skirt, and I’ve been wondering where that shirt had gone…
So, I sorted…I picked and I chose, I left out things I’d like to take and I included things that may never actually leave my suitcase (but I need the option, in case I really do want to wear it…)
In the end, the choices weren’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I’m excited to wear a few new shirts (can’t you tell I needed them) while down there…and it’ll be excellent to be back in summer wear after this Canadian winter…
Here’s what I ended up with in the "yes" pile (underneith there is my suitcase).
So, two laundry baskets and a half made up the pile of clothes that weren’t going to make it this time (hmmm…in hindsight I should probably be also making a note of things I will never wear again, not just never wear in Austin).
Here’s Penny making sure I don’t grab anything from the "no" pile.
Now the fun part.
I cleared off the pile and began folding, rolling, stuffing, and squeezing clothes wherever they would fit.
Tucker inspecting my work.
I won’t lie (and I’m sure you already knew this by the feline infestation that’s going on in this post…), I’m going to miss the kitties. I know Harley won’t be missing us - he’s going to be spoiled rotten at his grandparents’ house!
Look! The back of the couch has re-appeared! Too bad there’s still that big pile behind the suitcase to go…
I’m going to have soooo many things to iron when I get there…but overall, this is quite a successful packing job so far!
Ahhhhh…all in there…(well, except for socks and intimates…)
Yeah, I packed cotton shorts and sweat wicking t-shirts to try and motivate myself to actually get a little exercise while I’m there…
The suitcase is now packed!
I had a photo of just the suitcase, but this one is just so much more fun…
And Penny has a new perch to view us from.
Now all my apparel is ready to go. Well, except shoes.
Oh, shoes. That’s a whole other quandry…for after America’s Next Top Model.
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