life is boot-y-ful!

"Bring on the sunshine.  Bring on the good times.  Girl let me look atchuu."

A card my bestie sent me, that I should send to my blog.

Hello blog.  It's been much too long, and I am sorry for neglecting you.  I've been real busy, transitioning from an old job to a new one.  Working on wicked side projects, and hauling over my new wardrobe for a new life.  Well not really a new life but it feels nice.  Anyway, I promise to never leave you unattended for more than a week.  I do heart you so.

The sweet spot.  Golfing with my boys.

In the last couple of weeks, I have found a really sweet and happy spot in my life and am totally ready to rock in ELEVEN.  I've had to make some tough decisions, and I really have come to the conclusion that Margaret Shepherd was right when she said, Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith. Well here's my big jump with both feet, fueled by drops of cappuccino, and some wicked love.

Life's too short not to drink a GOOD cappuccino.

The truth is, you never know where you will land, but there's a good chance you won't get very far standing still.  You can create anything --no b.s. I mean it-- for yourself if you actually attempt it.  Waiting for someone or something else to create the space for you to innovate your life will get you just as far as walking in a circle and preying will.  Walk the line, make a few jumps, and let the people, who care to, catch you.

My favorite life catcher in the world.

Let's get to the goods.  The BEST BEST part of starting a new job is not my corner office with a view of the ocean, ha syyykke I wish, but the new wardrobe I get to adorn myself with. The last few years I have been rockin' some serious black stretchy pants, and I am so ready to dress up again.  It's like September back to school shopping on crack for this shopahollic.

 Fuel.  Inspiration.  Hope.

Did I mention I fell in love since I've been away.  Hubs and I are still married, but there's a new man in my life.  Joe of Joe's Jeans.  I have the worst luck with jeans because I have a honky tonk badonk-a-donk, and a little waist.  I would find great jeans that get over the booty, and then swam around my waist, or when I sat down and my thong is hanging out for the world to see (clASSy), skinny jeans make me look like a pear with legs, baggy jeans make me look gi-normous... So basically I gave up the search a long time ago for the perfect jean for my silhouette. 

Rock, rock, rock it out!

Well bootiful ladies rejoice, I found my most favorite jeans in the world at Nordies a few days ago, "the Rocker" from Joe's Jeans, skinny jeans with a flare for those of us with a curve in our catwalk.  They hug my curves well without suffocating them, and they fit my waist! Holler, I bought two pair.

Hey girl, heyyy.

Life is a bit like my search for the perfect pair of jeans.  If you have already decided you will never find the perfect pair, then you are right you won't.  But if you are committed to your search, hopeful, and bear the 5 way dressing room mirrors leaving no delusion of what your body actually looks like from all angles, you will find a way to fit into the life that's right for you.

Pop.  Lock it.  Drop it.

Go ahead.  Pop that champagne, when it's fitting, even if it's not, toast to your life.  It totally rocks if you let it. #sparkleandshine

Oh Nordies. So brilliant.

It's no secret I have been a long time fan of Nordstrom. Aside from the fashions I ALWAYS find, I love everything about Nordies. From how clean their stores are, how they will take back almost anything, and how they really put the guest first. I could do less with the occasional pushy associate, I think I sign of the times and trying to make rent more than anything. But anyways, when you find a good salesperson at Nordies, they become your lifetime personal shopper.

Pretty little boxes wrapped up in a bow.

There's really no simpler a joy than the pretty silver boxes and bags you carry home with you, or to your bestie. They wrap your selections with care, and it really helps you justify the hmm $100 hrhhhm $200 on makeup (it's been a while you needed to start fresh, it's fine, we get it). But it wasn't until recently on a visit with the hubs, that I realized just how much I loved Nordies.

The men's shoe department... Do you spy what I spy?

Let's be clear. I don't drag the hubs to the mall or Nordies all the time, he was picking up a suit, and I found a window of opportunity to pick up some makeup, and a gift for a recently engaged friend. Normally when I break away from his structured day of errands and find something more interesting like the Laura Mercier counter, I get a few phone calls demanding my whereabouts to return to our regularly scheduled program. (P.S. remind me to someday tell you why your life is complete when you discover Laura.)

Today was different. I ventured off for a good hour before the hubs wondered where I was. Why? He was watching football in the men's shoe department of Nordstrom. Brilliant Nordies, you just gave me an extra hour to shop and I probably gave you a hundred extra bills. Totally worth it. Happy wife, happy life.