tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36707746387326534572024-03-13T10:33:15.331-07:00What Two Will DoAshleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-10347855918358496442011-05-01T12:22:00.000-07:002011-05-01T12:45:04.065-07:00MovingHey guys, Ashley here. As many of you know, a blog is a huge time commitment and unless you have a tripod with a self timer, taking pictures without someone there to take them for you is extremely difficult. Because of these reasons, for the time being at least, Dresden is taking a break from the blog. I will miss her around here but understand her reasons completely! Come visit me at <a href="http://stylemesimple.blogspot.com/">Style Me Simple</a> where I hope I get to feature Dres from time to time!<br />
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Catch ya on the flip side!Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-14635381874453116672011-04-28T21:48:00.001-07:002011-04-29T14:39:54.818-07:00COACHELLA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhexAWnJ6YAe5Sluf8kmvutDKxUebdPK2z8fAoS2J8gPnwJ9ovDXgFrCNIhkxOPCggz8D9kHdEBSGQfM6ytKjsJ2JjFkqeS0iMSlRVEGE9o8LOaEmQ7TgVrj7iIIPvJmq_F82TBZ3SGVTuk/s1600/DSCN0891.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601123299169258994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhexAWnJ6YAe5Sluf8kmvutDKxUebdPK2z8fAoS2J8gPnwJ9ovDXgFrCNIhkxOPCggz8D9kHdEBSGQfM6ytKjsJ2JjFkqeS0iMSlRVEGE9o8LOaEmQ7TgVrj7iIIPvJmq_F82TBZ3SGVTuk/s400/DSCN0891.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzdbvYiFiB3XjJ2S0-z5yW94knBxCXxtcTj7jxce02PLVNKZbEzdm2Kqtn9GBep-gU_ULeFJmo_7pJtBGb8jPsY0B2lomAK-yL1o2GheLTmIrDq_V6CN2EX5fQVMGs7EO5alv4mimGDDyD/s1600/DSCN0872.JPG"></a>So.. It's finally arrived- the post about Coachella. I'm so very sorry it took me almost two weeks to get going. My friend and I took pictures every day (Fri, Sat and Sun) and I got in a few of some innocent bistanders. While everyone was enjoying the experience, I didn't want to interrupt them and ask them what inspired their outfit. So we're just going to have to look and wonder. There were many ensembles- most of them involved the least amount of clothes possible to keep cool in the 95 degree weather. Most males wore swim trunks or shorts without tee shirts. Most females wore bikini tops, short shorts or dresses. The hair was anywhere from intricate headdressses to easy ponytails. My friend and I were two of a big handful of people with fannypacks. (Better than last year!) There were less rompers this year, I noticed. Is that profound? 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</div>I had the day off today. What did I do, you ask? I did four loads of laundry, went to lunch with my grandmother, aunt and cousin, went to the grocery store, made <a href="http://www.sterlingstyle.net/2011/02/cake-batter-crispy-treats.html">cake batter rice crispy treats</a>, went to home group and cut Matt's hair. What I did not do: Sleep in, sit on my computer, go shopping, and hang out with husband much. I'm off tomorrow too... well, from Rudy's anyway. I do have to go to Aqua-Tots for six hours, do another load of laundry, and some some cleaning. I'm so exciting it's not. even. funny.<br />
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I bought these shorts at Goodwill for like, $3. My fist Goodwill purchase. I paired them with my <a href="http://whattwowilldo.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-call-me-baiwulf.html">Bailey shirt</a> because it was right in front in my closet and I didn't have a lot of time to get dressed. Very well thought out, as you can see. I'm not sure if I'll get dressed tomorrow, much past the extent of a royal blue one-piece swimsuit and black mesh shorts anyway. That's right... a one-piece AND mesh shorts. Be jealous, be very jealous.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-23186396740869535232011-04-25T12:22:00.001-07:002011-04-25T17:43:00.611-07:00Coachella will come, D.C. for now<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjX_g3sp8Qg9BT72FLxj_RBcyEoW4a04R-NE_F6v-FDLUSfQ4J9in6fmr8gbCWDhvNd-zeqqbSflnWhfsojlfMiIeHjVjD56nQ8rbtS5YOgQ8z6jrlqo5l2t0a6UKJYwg69a1FZZwkHGaC/s1600/DSCN1098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjX_g3sp8Qg9BT72FLxj_RBcyEoW4a04R-NE_F6v-FDLUSfQ4J9in6fmr8gbCWDhvNd-zeqqbSflnWhfsojlfMiIeHjVjD56nQ8rbtS5YOgQ8z6jrlqo5l2t0a6UKJYwg69a1FZZwkHGaC/s400/DSCN1098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599685081110788738" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEg5Ch-Kr3yAYpSvGODAAXAETn90W9ib5G4eOzmUWGHtjVSWNZVnDin_SqJhf5bDhfuMYCwrps8pFfsDLWNDYXAJULyh4q6UJvkwXuk2BgsFyQLEO5RgsxH3lBvFaONn4iLdbFmKcfxSM0/s1600/DSCN1097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEg5Ch-Kr3yAYpSvGODAAXAETn90W9ib5G4eOzmUWGHtjVSWNZVnDin_SqJhf5bDhfuMYCwrps8pFfsDLWNDYXAJULyh4q6UJvkwXuk2BgsFyQLEO5RgsxH3lBvFaONn4iLdbFmKcfxSM0/s400/DSCN1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599610989895593474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKIHt4teFim4qQkH1y33x2ZeeLIDXfUUsX4sx9MvDRv5sNupdZgAVgXxdaRwZXBTZdEqlKhmjthIiCVYJCG6oMv2yI4izRjeQDRwGpyju2TARWTFzMFgd7q8BzJIwzOTyXAaLU_5hbwZKM/s1600/DSCN1075.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKIHt4teFim4qQkH1y33x2ZeeLIDXfUUsX4sx9MvDRv5sNupdZgAVgXxdaRwZXBTZdEqlKhmjthIiCVYJCG6oMv2yI4izRjeQDRwGpyju2TARWTFzMFgd7q8BzJIwzOTyXAaLU_5hbwZKM/s400/DSCN1075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599609683927520210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAJ4gkSbSW_x6FbO8B8dQgJEXShBMjnU9-GYaZXgQfJ3_7uFADVY4ZasUda1tFpMo-GJ4HthHaDy1Ngk8suCqoWWq9tI-3_HdqqHm2p5t8o7X6mbQe2pDqh36CLuUAqAXKv0HxWXTxYCH/s1600/DSCN1074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAJ4gkSbSW_x6FbO8B8dQgJEXShBMjnU9-GYaZXgQfJ3_7uFADVY4ZasUda1tFpMo-GJ4HthHaDy1Ngk8suCqoWWq9tI-3_HdqqHm2p5t8o7X6mbQe2pDqh36CLuUAqAXKv0HxWXTxYCH/s400/DSCN1074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599608483896526194" border="0" /></a><br />I will post the Coachella pictures soon! But for now, this is an outfit I wore on a day in Washington D.C. that was... actually, pretty cold and rainy. It's kind of funny that I rather freeze than wear a jacket. I am not a big fan. I almost wore tights, too, but decided that since my bff was going out in bare legs, I would too. We talk each other into things like that. This day we went to Chesapeake Bay in Maryland to look for shark teeth in the sand. Yes, literally that's what we did. We also went to a cool restaurant on the bayfront for some drinks.<br />Top: Pac Sun<br />Skirt: American Apparel<br />Shoes and socks: Urban Outfitters<br />Sweater: Express<br /></div>Dresdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998899674288312702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-4198349457188756402011-04-25T10:57:00.000-07:002011-04-25T10:57:06.263-07:00April Showers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2389.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>When Matt and I walked outside this morning to take pictures, I had no idea it was going to rain. Fast forward 40 minutes when I'm walking out of Sprouts and it's raining. I'm wearing shorts and was pushing basket full of groceries. Awesome. Good thing it wasn't pouring, then I really would have been upset.<br />
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Oh, so our apartment has these red gnat things. I think Matt killed like, 10 this morning. They hang out by our trash and in our bathroom. I read that they fly in when we open the door. Not cool, gnats. Not cool at all. I currently have a bottle of red wine open with only two inches of wine in the bottom to catch them. It's been out 1.5 hours and there are already 4 of those suckers in there. Die, gnats! Die, die die!<br />
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Anyway, I really like khaki and light purple purple together, therefore, putting the shorts and shirt together was easy. I needed some type of accessory, so I figured a light scarf would do the trick. Throw on some flip flops, a watch and earrings and you have yourself an outfit. At least, that's what I tell myself.<br />
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I have about an hour and 45 minutes to kill before work, I think I'm going to eat... and nap. A nap sounds nice.<br />
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Does anyone else have a gnat problem? What do you do to kill the red devils?Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-32988078797409672012011-04-24T22:19:00.000-07:002011-04-24T22:19:48.524-07:00Oh, Happy Day!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2380.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Happy Easter (Even though it's almost over)! I loooooove Easter. Not because of candy, bunnies, eggs (I don't like eggs anyway), jelly beans or Peeps, but because without it, everything I believe and have faith in would be irrelevant.<br />
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Today we went to church and then to my grandmother's for an Easter celebration/April birthday celebration. We didn't get to stay too long since I had to work at 3pm and Matt at 4pm, but it's always nice to be able to celebrate with family... though holidays do make me miss our immediate families and our old church though. (Hi, mom! Happy Easter!)<br />
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I bought this dress for my bridal shower and that's the only time I've ever worn it. I guess I should change that because I really like the dress, especially the color. I'm a sucker for pink, what can I say? I kept it simple because 1, I wanted to be comfortable, and 2, the dress doesn't really need to much. It's a pretty dress on it's own.<br />
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</div>Now that it's after midnight, I'm exhausted. I still love Easter though. He is risen, indeed.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-6957586794767078542011-04-21T20:00:00.000-07:002011-04-21T20:00:11.891-07:00Mauve-lous<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2371.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Well friends, two posts in one day. I told you I would make up for the lack of posts this past week. Matt and I just got back from dinner with one of the funniest couples EVER. Her name is Ashley, which makes her instantly awesome and his name is Jason, which isn't a terrible name, so that makes him awesome too. We ate dinner at Pei Wei (otherwise known as Pee Wee to Ashley) and had some frozen yogurt afterwards. I had thin mints. Pure heaven I tell you.<br />
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I like this outfit. The shirt I took from Gran's closet and still haven't given it back, and the shorts are from GAP. It's hard to tell, but they're more of a mauve color in real life. So they aren't so purple that I look like I'm part of the Red Hat Society, but they give my outfit a bit of color blocking. I added the belt because I thought it needed something in the middle, and decided to try to class it up a bit with some pearls. Instant outfit right there. Oh, and we took pictures in a book store because the books told me they needed some showcasing. Books love to be showcased.<br />
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PS. You might notice my hair is different. It's darker. It'll lighten up to the point of it being my natural color... hopefully. Then, I won't have to dye it anymore, hooray! That makes my poor hair happy and our bank account even happier.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-47860924916290699642011-04-21T09:05:00.000-07:002011-04-21T09:05:09.737-07:00FAIL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2365.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>I wore this outfit last Sunday. I'm ashamed it hasn't seen the blog before now, but my life has been craaazy! To make up for it though, I'll be getting dressed today and doing ANOTHER post, and I'll get dressed Saturday, Sunday and maybe tomorrow and Monday. Tuesday for sure. After that, I can't promise anything because of my work schedule. Oh work.<br />
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Also, the job I was talking about. I start training on Saturday. I'll be working at Aqua-Tots teaching swimming lessons to kiddos. I'm pretty excited about it, actually. Today I have to go buy an athletic one-piece swimsuit... I can't remember the last time I wore a one-piece. I'm pretty sure that athletic one-pieces are built with women who have no boobs in mind, so it should be pretty interesting to see what it does to mine. I'm just imagining them being squished to death. Sorry in advance, ta-tas.<br />
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Today Matt and I both have the day off. It's a miracle. So we're going to lounge around, go to Academy, go meet some friends for Pei-Wei tonight and then top it off with some frozen yogurt and perhaps going to a pub in Cedar Park. I love days like today! <br />
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To the outfit... I love this dress. I got it on sale at Anthropologie a while ago. And by sale I mean still more than I would pay at any other stores. It's pathetic, really. The dress has the lace detail, so I wanted to keep the rest of it pretty simple. I think it worked out. What wasn't working out you ask? The wind. Just ask these pictures:<br />
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I'm getting a second job. Take that Sallie Mae, I'll get you paid off in no time! It has to do with tots. I'll tell you more later, don't worry. Though I just realized that that means I'll get dressed even less than I do now. Hmmm. Anyone want to start being a guest blogger? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?<br />
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Today I went to Buffalo Exchange where they chopped the 80 something dollars they'll sell my clothes for (even though I know I paid more than $50 for at least one shirt) into $28.80 cash. Lame. They didn't want all of my clothes (ah hem, Gap. Stop putting dates in your clothing!) so I'm going to try taking some to Plato's Closet sometime soon. From there, the day got just slightly more interesting. We went to my future work place and I observed for a bit, then, as she was leaving, Bailey backed into a car at the same time that I had an impromptu interview. Don't worry, she's okay! Post interview, Matt and I went to the gym and did legs. I'm hurting. I'm now here, sitting on the couch and Matt's in the room playing some game. Huh. Maybe that's not more interesting... at all.<br />
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I scream "GAP" today, which is funny because in Buffalo Exchange the employee's outfits scream, "I'M HIPSTER AND AM SO MUCH COOLER THAN YOU." Pfft. Though I do have to say being down by the UT campus made me kinda wish I went to a big university (other than the fact that I wouldn't have met Matt. Though I could have met another husband... jk, jk, people!) because of how freaking awesome it is to have so many stores so close to you, and people walking around that you don't know and actually having a reason to bike around campus. So cool.<br />
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As I sit here typing, I just realized I should shower... but I now have a problem. That problem is the glass of wine sitting in front of me that's saying, "No, don't shower! Drink me! Drink me nowwwww." What to do?! Okay, wine, you win. Because when I don't drink wine, I try to climb trees and trust me, no one wants to see that happen:<br />
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</div>Yesterday was my favorite husband's birthday. He is now an old man at 26 years old. We had a pretty fun day. We went to the gym, relaxed at home where I gave him an awesome head massage and scratch, went to dinner at Freebirds and... went to go see Coheed and Cambria. Matt loves Coheed and Cambria, so I was SO excited for him! It was a great time, though I'm pretty sure I'm going to get lung cancer just from last night. Outdoor concerts = a billion cigarettes (and some weed) being lit up.<br />
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I was probably the brightest dressed person at the show last night. It made it very easy for Matt to find me if he went to the restroom. I considered wearing a dress yesterday, but I'm glad I didn't. It was pretty windy and did get a bit chilly by the end of the show.<br />
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In honor of his birthday, here are some reasons I love Matthew James:<br />
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1. He does things to keep me from leaving. Example: He'll turn on an episode of Breaking Bad so I have to stay with him at least 45 more minutes before leaving.<br />
2. He can tell when my purse is bugging me and he'll happily hold it for me. That's true love.<br />
3. He says our prayers at night before we go to bed.<br />
4. He's really cute in the morning with his hair sticking up all over the place.<br />
5. He'll hug me whenever I want a hug.<br />
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ALSO: If you want to see video of Coheed from last night, here is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMLBi6VWDBg">Time Consumer</a> (I love not having to take my own video at shows these days!)Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-60712086779029296222011-04-11T08:31:00.001-07:002011-04-12T19:42:37.964-07:00Week of Coachella.. will be a busy one! I know, last week was busy too, and there is no specific reason for that one. I'll try to get in a few posts during this work week, but more importantly, I plan to photograph and photograph away over the weekened while I'm in Indio. I'm hoping I'll get a lot of people to cooperate and take pictures for me. And maybe I'll ask them a few questions--if I'm up for it. I've got about five outfits I want to wear, and only three days. And because it'll be so much easier to not change at all, I've got to narrow those outfits down and decide what's best, and most comfortable. I may take an extra emergency outfit, just in case, I don't know... a downpour of sweat falls on me, which is a sad possibility. One of my best friends is coming this weekend, too, and I've had a glimse into her wardrobe plans, and I can't wait to take pictures and get info from her on where her pieces came from. I'm thinking it won't be too difficult, seeing as we'll be camping together! This week's goals are to not forget any packing and to get lots of rest. Goodbye for now!Dresdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998899674288312702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-27585773692811495402011-04-10T12:12:00.000-07:002011-04-10T12:12:30.587-07:00Snow White<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2313.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>I'm pretty sure people with my color skin are perfect candidates to play Snow White at Disneyland and Disney World. Too bad I'm not shorter, skinnier and just more petite all around. I'd be perfect. (By the way, Mother... I know I'm fair skinned. You don't have to point it out again. Love you!) Today Matt and I went to church, then came home, blanched some asparagus, and we ate some pork loin, asparagus and potatoes while drinking a beer. Perfection. I'm so glad my husband cooks. Next up on my list I'm going to go do some laundry, hit Gap and maybe go to Target. We'll see how much gets accomplished.<br />
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I bought this dress before Thanksgiving, and have only worn it a couple of times. The cut is very flattering and I love the color. I decided to keep it pretty simple for church, and love the necklace paired with it. While I liked it for church... I'm now in a white t-shirt and some khaki shorts. Hooray for comfort!Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-34003630070812342022011-04-09T21:35:00.000-07:002011-04-09T21:35:16.449-07:00The Cold, Hard Truth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2286.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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The cold, hard truth is... I've now worn this outfit two days in a row. I wore it yesterday to the Round Rock Express (baseball) game and then out for a couple drinks for a friend's birthday. Today, Matt and I got a chance to eat at Red Robin (yummmm) and go to Central Market to walk around and eat gelato. I talked Matt into going to Central Market because he loves looking at everything, when really my main objective was to sucker him into buying gelato. How could he say no?<br />
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As mentioned before, this is a men's shirt from Gap. And I like it. I can't wait to try it in other outfits. I've done <a href="http://whattwowilldo.blogspot.com/2011/03/plaid-is-rad.html">shorts</a> and jeans, next up will be a skirt. Anyway, I'm an old person and it's now 11:30pm. It's time to watch an episode of Breaking Bad and then go to sleep. Beauty rest is my bff right now.<br />
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One last gem for you:<br />
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...a girl just wants to wear flip flops. So I did. Rainbows in fact. Besides the fact that I love flip flops, I decided that everyone was sick of seeing my wedges for the time being. My outfit is super simple. I hope you don't mind. In addition to flip flops, sometimes a girl wants to be comfortable. Without washing her hair. Yeah, that's me. The girl who hasn't washed her hair since... I'm not quite sure, which probably means a long time. I did brush it out though, so I know there are no actual rat's nests in my hair.<br />
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Tonight Matt and I actually get to eat dinner at home and sit on the couch... with a beer of course. We can't stand each other without some kind of alcohol in our systems. Just kidding, it's not that bad... yet.<br />
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*EDIT: I wasn't able to upload photos earlier for some reason (dang you Photobucket!) but finally I got most of the pictures to upload. Matt and I did get to sit on the couch and eat dinner and we watched Black Swan. I'm seriously scared I will have nightmares when I go to sleep. What a disturbing, disturbing movie. Great acting, disturbing writing. I guess that's what you have to do for an Oscar nod or two, eh?Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-61767289805604901822011-04-05T20:39:00.000-07:002011-04-06T07:20:27.066-07:00Chip Chop<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9oYvTeF8GkYoY3fWn3eEW14kIpkbgffaEwC1pDZGaM2T8DiKWl_j7qs-3GeqBNfenzjwEwNJ8ELE6rq3cgbPAmR-bfL0YgFhYv5j0GzPagRRUjFYMwvyGVwXb0VIYrzzbmJFse_tGuUJx/s1600/DSCN0836.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9oYvTeF8GkYoY3fWn3eEW14kIpkbgffaEwC1pDZGaM2T8DiKWl_j7qs-3GeqBNfenzjwEwNJ8ELE6rq3cgbPAmR-bfL0YgFhYv5j0GzPagRRUjFYMwvyGVwXb0VIYrzzbmJFse_tGuUJx/s400/DSCN0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592321329194777922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClgOzJF_EDkubwsCiaufZasPaNxNhW3R2cV0GwFMaYd7VEdpMpOZqpHezqigsSjPbixPwGCA3nsWRAL-wZw56Muk-nBFQNXE5RGXs-ZyhhuSGanpe30NQQn1ph6dPWM26llvwh8Q9lmQ0/s1600/DSCN0831.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClgOzJF_EDkubwsCiaufZasPaNxNhW3R2cV0GwFMaYd7VEdpMpOZqpHezqigsSjPbixPwGCA3nsWRAL-wZw56Muk-nBFQNXE5RGXs-ZyhhuSGanpe30NQQn1ph6dPWM26llvwh8Q9lmQ0/s400/DSCN0831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592320146002076786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKi_UNIAq0LM970bR766agFR8lJToSOTn6e0Mo_Oh2rkJ7vggHpylWJWazaKtQXPhEWE4vWxw-uXR3vwhznf3GXjb_44faoCg5LyP9VuXYv0OG79hziDApal6fE_tQF1CSF5V9FUxFQY5/s1600/DSCN0830.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKi_UNIAq0LM970bR766agFR8lJToSOTn6e0Mo_Oh2rkJ7vggHpylWJWazaKtQXPhEWE4vWxw-uXR3vwhznf3GXjb_44faoCg5LyP9VuXYv0OG79hziDApal6fE_tQF1CSF5V9FUxFQY5/s400/DSCN0830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592315292017610274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEZXsEjtuoR8wiembjAqGsY6A2q6DRNxNRQC06EDZpc3YVMY3KWMa4ULp9eaFDk9kLOZ2mM6u9aNa5U12wlzX35G_Dr_ujldo_b9TYsevNnqBfMlllKQ-j3EvPOb7Ny2rrq4IQ91XBywcv/s1600/DSCN0828.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEZXsEjtuoR8wiembjAqGsY6A2q6DRNxNRQC06EDZpc3YVMY3KWMa4ULp9eaFDk9kLOZ2mM6u9aNa5U12wlzX35G_Dr_ujldo_b9TYsevNnqBfMlllKQ-j3EvPOb7Ny2rrq4IQ91XBywcv/s400/DSCN0828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592311248215160178" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Yes, I took an axe to my hair. I wish I could have taken pics this morning, when it looked better and I hadn't already sat through eight hours of office work. You can pretty much always tell by the look on my face, and my hair, that I'm worn. This top and skirt are from American Apparel. I hope it's not too simple for you. The necklace I've worn multiple times. It's from Forever 21. The shoes I wear often, too. They are from Urban Outfitters. I love this color of purple in my skirt by the way. I think it might be the same exact purple of the shirt I wore last week to work? maybe. I wear both the top and skirt in many different ways. You'll see them again sometime.<br /></div>Dresdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998899674288312702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-72355128083229108742011-04-05T15:58:00.000-07:002011-04-05T15:58:37.723-07:00Ballerina<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2253.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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With my pink skirt and my ballerina bun, I feel like a ballerina... and I love it. I also love that putting a bun on the top of your head is trendy right now. I used to save it only for sleep, but now I can wear it during the day too! Whoever decided this was okay to do, I sincerely thank you. My outfit isn't very inspired, though it's comfortable and color-blocky-ish. New word. BAM!<br />
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Matt and I are about to head off to home group and I made some dump cake. Don't know what it is? That's probably a good thing. There is nothing healthy about it. For those of you who like easy, yummy dessert... click <a href="http://allrecipes.com//Recipe/dump-cake-i/Detail.aspx">here</a> (I don't use nuts.) Matt talked me into buying cherry pie filling with Splenda when we were at the store though, so I'm a little nervous. I'll let you know if it tastes the same.<br />
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Last thing, have I mentioned I love bright lipstick? I love it so much, like it were my own child. Matt isn't a huge fan though, which is okay, because really... do I NEED to impress the guy anymore? He's already stuck with me for life. Besides, who couldn't love this face?*<br />
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I have to thank Bailey for (most) of this outfit. Yesterday she gave me this shirt and the jeans... today, they were on the top of the laundry which means they were the outfit of the afternoon. I'm not even sure what brand the shirt is, I'm still wearing it and am too lazy to work. I do know that the jeans are Roxy though. I worked from 5:30am-3pm, and then went to Gran's to go see her for the first time since she got back from Arizona. It was good to see her.<br />
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Now it's time to sit on the couch and eat frozen fruit and try to not fall asleep before Matt gets here. By the way, this is my fourth time getting dressed in a row AND I'm getting dressed tomorrow. This is some kind of record.<br />
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And now for the grand finale:<br />
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I don't think the sun came out today. Seriously. Why on the day I actually shave my legs, does the sun not come out? I don't get it. I had the day off today. My first day off in 9 days. It wasn't exactly a "fun" day off, more of a productive day off. Church, Walmart, Sprouts then off to Gran's to do laundry. Now, it's 8pm and I have to go to bed. I know, I'm so lame and old... but, I have to get up at 4:30am, so I think that gives me a right to go to bed soon.<br />
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I wanted to wear a dress today. I wasn't sure which one when I woke up, but then something about today screamed comfortable clothes to me and so this is what I came up with. Comfortable enough that I don't hate life, and put together enough to go to church. Goal accomplished. Next goal? Put sheets on the bed so I can sleep.<br />
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Um, can I just show you how impressed I am with how long my hair has gotten? If I talk about cutting it off soon, please tell me not to. K, thanks. Also, please pay no attention to how grown out my color is. It pains me to see it too. So painful...<br />
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Well. The world is ending. My baby brother turned 13 today. That means two things... 1. I'm getting old. 2. He's no longer a baby that I'm allowed to hold hands with while walking. This makes me incredibly sad. The other sad thing about today was missing my dear Ashley's bridal shower. I'm in her wedding in a month and 5 days (yay!) and I just couldn't make the trip out to LA twice though I wish I could have. To make up for my sadness, Matt and I had ANOTHER date night thanks to a wonderful gift card from my parents (hi, mom!) We feasted on the best salad in the world, ribs, steak, and a Chocolate Thunder from Down Under at Outback Steakhouse. It was delightful.<br />
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My outfit today is kinda blah. I need to go through my closet and take out my winter clothing and I haven't shaved in a good... 3 weeks? so I knew I couldn't wear a skirt, dress or shorts. My goal tomorrow is to get up early enough to shower and shave my legs before church. You'll be able to see how that went based on the outfit I wear tomorrow. If I'm wearing pants, then you'll know not to bring up the subject.<br />
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Oh, I made a new friend today. I called him Rocky and told him I'd keep him with me forever... and by forever I meant until we were done taking pictures because who wants to carry around a stick all day?<br />
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If so, and you're thinking... "Looks typical" or "this has been done before..." then you're in the same position Robert and I were in last night. After looking through ALL the horrible, unoriginal selections for our movie night, we decided to go see "Insidious," because even though it didn't look great, we still enjoy bad, "same ol storyline" movies. I know, a strange thing we have in common among a thousand other weird things. Anyways, back to my point. The movie was SCARY. very, very scary. It was made by the creators of "Saw" and "Paranormal Activity" and it was way better than we expected. Just go see it. period.<br />Oh, and The Little Prince? great book. Not scary- adorable.<br />This is the outfit I wore.<br />:)<br />Outfit by Urban Outfitters<br />Toms Wedges<br /></div>Dresdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998899674288312702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-49626846192737522262011-04-01T19:55:00.000-07:002011-04-01T19:55:38.049-07:00Gotta Get Down on Friday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2187.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Oh Friday, I used to love you. Now you're just another day of the week for me since I don't usually get weekends off. It's quite heartbreaking, really. It's like an April Fool's all on it's own. "It's Friday! Yay for the weekend!" HA. Just kidding. I have no such thing as a weekend anymore. Only a few <i>very</i> scattered days off every once in a while. I'm not bitter at all.<br />
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Even though I did work today, it was a fantastic day. Well... after work anyway. Matt and I went to the gym, I got to put on real clothes and *gasp* even did my hair and makeup. A small miracle in itself. Then, we went to a Mongolian Grill place where I proceeded to eat my entire bowl of food... and then we went and got frozen yogurt. I got peanut butter flavored topped with... Reeces, Snickers, chocolate covered raisins, one chocolate covered pomegranate and cookie dough. Oink, oink. After that, since I had eaten my daily calorie allowance for the rest of the week, we came home, watched an episode of Breaking Bad and I'm now about to crash. ...And no. Not from a sugar induced coma, rather I must get up 2 hours before the sun rises to be at work at 6:15am. I love my job, I love my job, I love my job... I love you all. And that's no April Fool's.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-32031617872169454602011-04-01T12:32:00.001-07:002011-04-02T21:51:37.749-07:00It's warm!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmgr25N0xytDux7FvVH877Hv8kRY9JWjLIMSq9KIWU1xuq9FnlN4ypwfPYeDwdyyzSUr9Lj6loppu7LUJB_rho_7KnzVzdRhIfD1kvjkeLTEqT2-5pfwndx9jVsvJI9V_QBFC_cYAAVGC1/s1600/DSCN0805.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590705239837699042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmgr25N0xytDux7FvVH877Hv8kRY9JWjLIMSq9KIWU1xuq9FnlN4ypwfPYeDwdyyzSUr9Lj6loppu7LUJB_rho_7KnzVzdRhIfD1kvjkeLTEqT2-5pfwndx9jVsvJI9V_QBFC_cYAAVGC1/s400/DSCN0805.JPG" /></a> <br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFvnz7h1TyYcH__2qe6pB71x7KdYNLCjIzf0l8EBA_QivDabO28cmqaLRaXWrencU4YoGGpBd6wZdyH5wJbx4Z1bFgBPzd0PpzMaP7dM05bSIu29EQ8GelCYeWxGoDhXBU4RsIVJ_lJ9vF/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590702697529743986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFvnz7h1TyYcH__2qe6pB71x7KdYNLCjIzf0l8EBA_QivDabO28cmqaLRaXWrencU4YoGGpBd6wZdyH5wJbx4Z1bFgBPzd0PpzMaP7dM05bSIu29EQ8GelCYeWxGoDhXBU4RsIVJ_lJ9vF/s400/DSCN0808.JPG" /></a>Weird Hair... </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWHWSJ1s1RyfQL8M2C2_f8hFmQADGI6kLG4Io7nRxkH5BkgYepzpdyGFYAjF8tRD0xXi6k89tVevcsEAvbrxgqDBvXHqDt5AzmAli9mZcNhEzCRtp1AaKK-5YTLjkLc4qo74wqRPoo_u1/s1600/DSCN0812.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590701354369933282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWHWSJ1s1RyfQL8M2C2_f8hFmQADGI6kLG4Io7nRxkH5BkgYepzpdyGFYAjF8tRD0xXi6k89tVevcsEAvbrxgqDBvXHqDt5AzmAli9mZcNhEzCRtp1AaKK-5YTLjkLc4qo74wqRPoo_u1/s400/DSCN0812.JPG" /></a>so Myspace... </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It's finally nice and warm and I can wear cuter clothes! I wore this to work and my friend took them on our 3 o'clock break. When?: March 30, 2011 Where?: Work Top: American Apparel Skirt: Urban Outfitters Shoes: Urban Outftitters Necklace: Forever 21 </div>Dresdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03998899674288312702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-49486197320618351612011-03-30T10:49:00.000-07:002011-03-30T10:49:26.134-07:00Crown on the Ground<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2175.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Anyone heard of Sleigh Bells? I love them. Dres introduced them to me. Look them up and tell me how amazing they are.<br />
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I took pictures inside. I hate taking pictures inside, but when it's dark outside there isn't really an alternative. Anyway, welcome to our hallway! I know it's thrilling and exciting for all of you. I mean, how can you not love such a perfect hallway?! After work yesterday, Matt and I went to the gym, then used $25 in high five cards (free $5) at Rudy's and pigged out on chicken, ribs, brisket, beans and corn. Yum. Following that we went to a homegroup and didn't get home until after 10:30pm, so pictures inside it was.<br />
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Today, I went up and got to PiYo. Um, let me tell you... it burned and it burned deep. I did squats and stiff legged dead lifts yesterday, so my legs are hurting right now. Just thought I'd throw that in there.<br />
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This outfit... I like it. I bought the shirt at Gap a few weeks ago and the skirt I got at Gap maybe 2 years ago. I think they look cute together. Again with these shoes. I know. But I LOVE them. So comfortable. I even want another pair of them. Maybe white. Or dark brown. Or any color really. Anyone want to donate to my shoe fund? No? Well then. You all are lame. You are really lame, for real. Just kidding. I wasn't for real.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17775339416622110772noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3670774638732653457.post-26109300424761059982011-03-27T12:18:00.000-07:002011-03-27T12:18:59.534-07:00Neutrality<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v202/Hikeon3/IMG_2159.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Today is depressing. It's cold and cloudy outside and both Matt and I have have to work tonight. Boo. However, we are (mostly) settled into the new apartment. I say mostly because I'm sitting here in a pile of clean clothing and have no where to put them. I'll have to figure that one out later.<br />
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Over three years ago in early 2008, I had just started dating a guy and he gave me a gift card to Anthropologie for Valentine's day. This shirt is what I bought with it. Fast forward three years and some change and I am now married to that guy, blogging while he cleans the kitchen. Not too shabby, eh? I got a compliment on my outfit AND hair today, so in that sense I'm pretty sure my day was successful. I wonder if I'll get any compliments on my work uniform later. Maybe from the creepy 80 year old man who orders the chicken and complains about it every time but always tells me I have a great smile or asks if I've always been this pretty. Here's hoping.<br />
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And, to top today's post here I am in all my angry, cold glory. Thank you for capturing this moment, husband:<br />
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