REPEAT FIX: COLORBLOCK MAXI DRESS

When it come's to getting that Repeat Fix it's important to think outside the box, and be creative. Taking your staple pieces like a maxi dress, and wearing it at unexpected times will allow for multiple wears. You can easily transform your maxi dress from a warm weather staple as seen here to something you can reach for when the temperatures drop by adding simple accessories and key layering pieces such as sweaters or jackets as previously seen here. Below are two different ways I wore my maxi dress. 

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Maxi Dress: Target (similar one here & here)|Sweater: Forever21 (similar one here)| Jacket: Urban Outfitters (similar one here & here)Bag: Nordstrom (similar one here)

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Maxi Dress: Target (similar one here & here)| 

Scarf: Target (similar one here & here)| 

Belt: Old Navy (similar one here) 

Bag: Nordstrom (similar one here)

MY STYLE FIX: DENIM & HIGH LOW HEM

TGIF! Yesterday after stuffing my face, I decided to take Blog Pics, and ended up at a random church. The fact that I didn't combust into flames as soon as I stepped foot onto the grounds is a miracle in and of itself.

I mean, just look at what I was wearing. Denim cutoffs, paired with flats, and a stomach baring top. Sure it was appropriate for the weather, but for church, that's another story, which would've probably ended in some sort of public stoning had the congregation been around. 

At best, I'm pretty sure I would've gotten some soul piercing disapproving looks, along with a plethora of eye rolls from people like Mrs. So And So, who is likely the proud owner of assless chaps, which she only wears in the privacy of her own home. 

So, clearly she's better than me, who dared to expose myself in the House of the Lord, or at least steps away from it. Luckily, it was well after hours, and I was free to roam the grounds without judgement. 

Now, the eternal damnation that I may have incurred due to my infraction, may be impending, but I seriously doubt it. Sweet Baby Jesus sees me way more naked than I'm sure he would like to, and he has yet to rain down fire and brimstone on my head.  

Perhaps he's saving it for the grand finale, if you're picking up what I'm putting down, but I would like to think that he's not like that. You know, all wrath crazed and drunk on power. He's probably just happy that my heathen ass even made an appearance.

Have a kick ass weekend! Go Forth! Carpe Diem! 

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MY STYLE FIX: TROPICAL PRINT

Happy Monday! I'm still trying to get over my crazy weekend! I consider myself an avid drinker, and pretty much know when to quit before my insides are projected all over my shoes. 

I mean, that's just so, for lack of a better word, messy. Besides the whole falling all over myself, or some unfortunate stranger, in some all of a sudden inconveniently short article of clothing, just never did it for me. 

But, on Friday as I knocked back several drinks, I quickly regretted my entire life, as by the end of the night, I either developed a sick case of vertigo, or I just drank so much that my brain forgot how to signal to my legs to stand up straight.

I was messy! And, if I wasn't wearing these shorts, which I paired with a blouse and sandals, I'm pretty sure my vagine would've made an impromptu, albeit glorious appearance to anybody lucky enough to witness the flash of brilliance. 

Keeping my body parts under wraps was less of my concern as I was trying desperately to prevent the contents of my stomach from prematurely leaving my body.

Any normal, self respecting human being would've been embarrassed by the state affairs, but as I sat on the curb no longer capable of maintaining vertical heights, embarrassment was the least of my concern.  

 Using the last bit of my faculties, to spot my emergency ride who had to pick me up due to my condition, was way more important than worrying about the strangers who gawked at me as if I was giving head in the middle of Times Square, and I wasn't just another drunk ass chick sitting on a curb.

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MY STYLE FIX: HIGH-LOW HEM BLOUSE

TGIF! It's hot as balls in NYC! You'd think I'd get all super skank and head out with pasties and a g-string, you know, all in the name of staying cool!

But due to the 5 o'clock shadow that's sprung up on my gams, in what seems like a matter of hours, as I'm pretty certain I just shaved, I had to opt for jeans paired with a blouse, and pumps. 

Of course I could've pranced down the street in booty shorts as if I didn't share a striking resemblance to Cousin It, but not even the heatwave would've given me a pass to go au naturel.  

It's Summer after all, and this is the only time of year when you can't get away with not adequately plucking, waxing, and then plucking some more. If only I had alopecia. Sigh!

But no such luck, because clearly I have localized hypertrichosis. So, trying to keep the hair at bay with razors, lazers, and creams can seem like one of the many curses of being a woman, or at least a woman with legs. I blame greedy ass Eve, but I digress.  

Suddenly, the life of a double amputee doesn't seem half bad when you think about the trade-off. I mean, they can't exactly remove hair from nonexistent parts, and that alone incites some major envy...Just during the Summer months though. The rest of the time, not so much. 

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MY STYLE FIX: DENIM & PAISLEY

Happy Hump Day! It's Wednesday already and I haven't even fully recovered from the weekend. On Monday I didn't mention this, but last Sunday it was fairly warm out, so I decided to wear a mini dress paired with a denim jacket and flats to brunch. I thought I was looking good, dare I say sexy in the dress. Definitely doable and certainly deserving of a boner or two. So, I was feeling pretty good about myself.

All that changed when I saw my BF. Instead of the, "is that a pencil in your pocket, or are you just glad to see me" sorta reaction I was expecting, I got a scolding about exposing my labia to the public, which was pretty much an indictment of the length of my dress. According to him, it was too short. 

But, from my perspective, the dress was short, but tastefully so. Plus, it had a high low hem that almost guaranteed that my vagina stayed hidden. Now don't get me wrong, bending over wasn't an option for me. In fact, one false move and the mystery about the curtain matching the drapes would've been solved. So, to some extent the BF had a point.  

However, since I had no intentions of doing backflips or doing any thing other that walking upright, I opted to wear the dress despite the objections. Of course, because of the conversation, while I was out, I was super paranoid about my dress revealing too much to some innocent family trying to eat brunch after just coming from praising Jesus at Sunday Service. I mean the boners would've been inevitable.

That just didn't seem right. Besides, the whole eating with a hard on, seems uncomfortable. So, I held on to the hem of the dress as an added precaution, since I didn't want that on my conscience. 

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