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It’s true. The Brandy Melville sale of bank account destruction is coming back this Saturday (3.8.14) from 10AM – 5PM and everything is $5, $10 or $15 CASH ONLY per usual. The only difference between this sale and all the other sales, is I’ll be at this one.
These are the pieces I’ll be forced to buy if they’re at the sale.
And now for a few tips based on hearsay, diligent research and my countless years of sample sale experience.
- In this magical case, CASH ONLY is an awesome thing. Decide what your budget is ahead of time and only bring that much cash (+ $10 just in case) so you won’t over spend.
- If you want to get in at 10AM, don’t get there at 10AM. People start lining up at like 6AM. It’s called commitment.
- Have your eyes on the prize. Check out their website and find out what pieces your lusting after so you know exactly what to look for once you’re in the sale.
- Don’t forget to bring a water and something to eat, because waiting in lines can be boring and when I’m bored, sometimes I eat.
And now, for a more elaborate explanation as to why I need all of the pieces I picked out. And by elaborate, I mean short and sweet.
See you on Saturday: 664 S.Santa Fe Ave Los Angeles, CA 90291
It’s entirely possible that I live under a rock, in a hole, in the depths of I-don’t-even-know-where or that I’m just completely oblivious, but no matter how this happened, I must know, who else hadn’t heard of @CondeElevator until just now?
In case you’re as daft as me, @CondeElevator was an utterly brilliant use of twitter to create a cross between Gossip Girl and The Devil Wears Prada that reached a popularity of just under 76K followers in a span of 5 days…in 2011. AND the anonymous author (now known as Lauren Bans) only just came out about it last night (20 hours ago) after drunkenly reading about the Goldman Sachs Elevator Twitter guy (who isn’t really that important, nor as funny).
The very tweet!
And since this was the first I had heard of these fashion elevator shenanigans, I had to do more research…and read all of the tweets. And then, because I didn’t want you to have to read ALL of them, nor did I want you to miss out on the golden nuggets that were some of these tweets, I pulled out the best, just for you. Of course, I included the very first and very last tweet for continuity.
Girl: Omigod I love your dress so much I wish there was a ‘like’ button I could press.— Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 9, 2011
[Elevator on the ground level.] Lady: Is this going up? — Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 9, 2011
Girl #1: Hello lovely, good morning! Girl #2: Good morning. Girl #1: I love that dress. Girl #2: Thanks! I want your shoes. — Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 9, 2011
Old dudeitor: You goin’ to that thing tonight? Young dudeitor: What thing? Old dudeitor: Ah, guess not.— Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 8, 2011
Lady #1: Well aren’t you in a hurry? [air kisses] Lady #2: [air kisses] My heli to East Hampton’s leaving in 10!— Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 8, 2011
Woman #1 to Woman #2, holding an omelet: “What’s the occasion?” Woman #2: “…huh?” Woman #1: “I would need an occasion to eat that.”— Conde Elevator (@CondeElevator) August 6, 2011
I genuinely hope you enjoyed this little blast from the past (2011) as much as I did. (GQ Interview)
WWDMagic is truly a magical place where the fashion elite (ie our favorite brands and bloggers) come together for three solid days of fashion predictions and a few good celeb spottings. When the bloggers of WWDMagic weren’t learning about new brands or frolicking around the Las Vegas Convention Center, they were off picking out some of their favorite pieces, perfect for winter. If you aren’t already, here are the trends you should be sporting for the last month of winter before flowers start to bloom and we figure out how to make these looks work for spring.
Yes, we know winter white is a little cliche but it’s too classic to ever skip over. The bloggers of A Vintage Splendor, The Clueless Girl’s Guide and The Brunette One showed off their favorite finds from the show. From heavy white coats to going all white in a two piece skirt and top to channeling Peter Pan with a little collar to break things up, these bloggers had all of their white and cream bases covered. It may be a little too hot in LA to pull off these big coats, but we know how to stay classy, even in high temps. Snag some classy white looks below.
If there’s one thing the bloggers of The Brunette One, Sabrina Says and Fashionablee Me agreed on, it was that statement coats are a thing of the now. From strong color blocking to fur to mixed textures and patterns, these coats had nothing in common but their fabulosity. We found a few coats that will take any outfit to the next level.
Pastel everything was a trend that stood out both in the blogger’s aesthetics as well as on the convention center fashionista’s radar. We loved the amazing pastel coats but are ready to carry it over to sweaters, shorts and dresses because it hasn’t dropped below 65 degrees in the past two weeks. Check out some of our favorite finds, all under $100.
Winter Trends (Applied to LA Temps) from WWDMagic Bloggers first appeared on 365HANGERS
My lucky butt got to go to Magic, the loveliest of fashion conventions, in Las Vegas for 2 and a half delightful days of fashion gawking, light drinking and heavy fun. There’s one major benefit to swimming in a convention center with thousands of other (slightly) like-minded (sometimes) fashionable people…I like to call it (fash)inspiration.
I am nothing if not a self proclaimed hippie so I can’t help but admire when others take their flower power style to the next level. I’m not one to wear a floral maxi dress but I can admire it for hours…and as for floral hippie sweater things…I can wear them all damn day. Spotting a few cute headpieces was icing on the proverbial cake. (you can find that floral headband here)
Pastel for spring may be a bit cliche but it never gets old…and also, it may feel like spring, but this is actually pastels for winter. Either way, with all the bold colors saturating December/January, it’s nice to cleanse with some pastel. A camel coat almost always multiplies an outfit’s chicness by a minimum of 10.
Velvet rompers have been catching my attention recently and after imagining its versatility with Andie, it’s maintaining its spot at the top of my shopping list. If you want to buy the one she’s wearing (like I just did) it’s here and it’s on sale! The rest of these lovely people get cool points for their own respective reasons.
There really is nothing better than taking in the details. From periwinkle nails and a pug ring to statement glasses, beaded shoes, a “fuck the rest” pin and…everything else, my eyes were not disappointed.
Top Left Jewelry on @ohtobeamuse // Middle Left Glasses on @andieaton // Bottom Left Ring on @esmirnatapia // Top Right Shoes from @theclop // Middle Right Rings on @liveinheels // Bottom Right Pins on @mrs_six
All Images Snapped by ME
If there’s one thing I love almost as much as chocolate, it’ scrolling through Pinterest and staring, eyes agape, at all the awesome nail art I’m nearly incapable of doing.
My art skills may be equivalent to that of a four year old but my color pairing skills are more reminiscent of a seasoned stylist, born to create the next [insert color combo here] is the new black and white. I’m saying I paint my nails a wide variety of random colors on a weekly basis because I have the nail polish supply and the time.
This week, it seemed a Valentine’s theme was imminent. I’m pretty much falling in love with burgundy right now and as it is a dear cousin of red, I thought it to be a reasonable replacement. Baby pink was a must to keep my nails from giving off a vampire valentine’s vibe and then I had to use the Valentine’s inspired polish, so labeled LOVE, by Julep because I believe in giving into commercialism and also the subtle iridescent gold polish injected with hot pink specs inspires me to be a better Valentine.
I think my Valentine’s Day nails are eye catching, yet easy…jealousy inducing, yet done nearly in the dark. And that, is my kind of nail diy.
Here’s how it’s going to go. All of your fingers, except your middle fingers, get baby pink. I used Flamingo by American Apparel. Your middle fingers get burgundy. I used Evelyn by Julep. Then on your pointer finger and ring finger, add a layer of gold. I used the awe inducing LOVE by Julep. I hope you enjoy this HD worthy closeup, brought to you by my mom, for your viewing pleasures…and so you too can halfassedly enjoy the glory that is LOVE.
Show me the easiest, most awesome looking Valentine’s Nails you’ve created. I dare you to beat mine 😉
I’m obsessed with Almost Famous any day of the week, but especially on the days when I wear my Almost Famous shirt, named as such for it’s perfectly cropped length and artistic rip off of the Almost Famous movie poster.
Beyond my daily addiction to dreaming of the fame promised to me by Andy Warhol, “In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes,” I’ve become infatuated with those floating jumps people have been pulling off forever. I’ve yet to reach such grace and flow, and therefore find myself fixated on this jumping wizardry.
Below? My sorry attempt at looking statuesque, paired with my mom’s inability to focus with the ease of a seasoned fashion photographer.
It would simply be ridiculous to wear an Almost Famous inspired shirt and not go all the way with my look so major flare pants (in burgundy corduroy, might I add) were basically necessary. My lace Jeffrey Campbell platforms, crystal necklace and convenient array of bracelets consistently adorning my wrists left me a happy camper with this, dare I say, hippie look. And, in case you were previously unaware, I have amazing hair. Now you know.
Wearing: Almost Famous crop top (old) (similar, I would cut it) (and a few more quarter sleeve crop tops ONE. TWO. THREE.) // Free People Cord Super Flare // Jeffrey Campbell Ivory Crochet Lita // Raw Crystal Necklace (bought from a little shop by a beach somewhere…but here are some others that I love ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR.)
Let’s be real, it’s not really an impromptu family photoshoot until your little sister comes running in, trying to outshine your mediocre poses…and tackle you to the ground.
While the rest of
my the universe (and I don’t feel like I’m over exaggerating here) is bagging on Miley Cyrus for being a whore, a bad influence, a gross human being, a terrible person, blah blah blah, I can’t help but love her for her style choices, her I-don’t-give-a-crap-attitude, her smarts, her voice, the list goes on.
But beyond my love for…basically just her as a human being, I can’t help but notice her consistent throw back to the land of fur coats, crop tops, silly pig tails and platform shoes. Synonymously known as Spiceworld, the Spice Girls roamed free here in a land of similar fashion choices.
Per usual, Miley went for outlandishly expected at the Clive Davis’ Pre-Grammy Gala Saturday night. Ittie bittie white dress/night gown…check. Huge fur coat for warmth…check. Platform heels just because…check. Fashionably stealing my heart…cha-ching.
From just the right amount of jewelry adorning each ear all the way down to those cream platforms, I’m inspired to turn this into an all the time look, despite incredulous looks to follow. What can I say, love has no bounds.
I’ll just finish this up with a little recap of Miley’s past furry looks and some 90’spiration compliments of the Spice Girls and Almost Famous.
It’s only right to start the New Year off with family or inebriated friends…of which I had the pleasure of half assedly doing so…at 1:30am on January 1st…in a little red car…outside a now seemingly ex-friend’s house in Long Beach…as they drunkenly yelled down at us from their all mighty tower (balcony) to go home. Mind you, home is over an hour away. Confused? Yeah, me too. But brace yourself. For this is a New Years Eve tale like no other.
Let’s start with some character introductions shall we?
Daniel: The boyfriend
Sam: Our BFFFFL (she’s a girl)
Chad: Daniel and Sam’s best friend since forever. Frat boy.
Mac: Stoner. Chad’s friend.
Robert: Mellow dude. Everyone’s friend.
It all began on the 31st. Le Duhh. The plan as of earlier that week was to spend some well-deserved “house party” time at Chad’s with all of the characters above. I’m not going to lie, there were some relationship mishaps that definitely dampened and held up our night thanks to Daniel and me. Several up and down bipolar situations between 9pm and 10pm lead us to say we weren’t going but, by 10:30pm we were off on what would be a most ridiculous disaster.
By 11:25pm, we found ourselves in Long Beach outside Chad’s house, only to receive a text telling us to walk over to an elusive Alex’s Bar, where we would ring in the New Year. After a quick Apple Maps check, we realized there was no way in HELlongbeach we were going to walk a mile and a half in the freezing 50 degree temps (it’s SoCal after all) to get to this bar.
Upset about not getting our promised (and relaxing and no DD necessary) house party, we drove to Alex’s Bar, only to find the drunk assholes had taken a cab to Downtown Long Beach and now requested we meet them there. Where specifically? They couldn’t give us cross streets, a bar name, or an address for 20 minutes. It was now 11:40, for some reason we all had to pee, and for some greater reason, no gas station would let us use their bathroom. On the prowl for both a toilet and three drunk frat boys, I had the pleasure of spending my New Years with Sam and Daniel in the parking lot of a Best Western, whose bathroom was under construction.
After a friendly Jack in the Box employee let us into their already closed humble abode to use the facilities, we were back on the wild drunk-goose chase. Robert was able to coherently tell us to find them on 4th and Long Beach, but you already know what happened when we got there. They were gone, wandering downtown at 1am like it was Disneyland. Only four blocks away, we requested their royal presence at 4th and they unwillingly made the treck back.
Here’s where it get’s fun.
Sam: Ok so there are 6 of us, and only 5 seats. I can’t take everyone home because their are cops on every block and I’ll get a ticket (not to mention it’s dangerous) but we can call a cab for one of you or all of you.
Chad: No, let’s just fit four people in the back or three people in the front. Or we can shove Mac in the trunk. We don’t have money for a cab (where they found the money to spend on cab #1 or on the alcohol they purchased at every bar they stopped at on their way home, I couldn’t tell you)
There’s no reasoning with drunk assholes though because within minutes, they said they would just walk back to the house (3 miles) and we would meet them there. 2014 was not off to a fabulous start but we drove back to the house where we knew we would wait for upwards of 45 minutes. Bored, totally sober and a little pissed, we all cracked open a beer (we bought a 30 pack for beer pong because we thought it was a house party) and shared a bowl or two (you know what I’m talking about).
Soon finding ourselves hungry, we learned that Long Beach’s Domino’s Pizza’s have incredibly strict jurisdiction rules. The closest one to us (let’s call them Domino’s #1) wouldn’t deliver because we weren’t on their turf…but the Domino’s #2 we so desperately needed nourishment from was closed. In calling back Domino’s #1, they refused to deliver, fearing they could get sued by Domino’s #2 for such pizza betrayal.
It get’s better.
“Go Home!” we heard someone yell from the skies. It was Mac on the balcony of Chad’s house. Amidst drunken profanities, he made it clear we wouldn’t be let in and we best get our asses out of there. A little tipsy and incredibly pissed, we weren’t about to drive home and hoped they would cool off and change their minds.
Twenty minutes later “Ohhhh, they’re still here” reverberated from Mac’s drunken lips. Never leaving his tower of safety, he found more profanities in his vocabulary to yell down at us and then stumbled back inside.
Not wanting to drive home with an open case of beer, and also hoping it would serve as a valid peace offering, Sam and Daniel brought the 30 pack minus 3 to their doorstep. At some point, they came down and got the beer, but continued to leave us out in the cold.
A Facebook check told me that in their drunken state, they were under the impression they had witnessed a shooting on their way home…although I have yet to find a report of a Long Beach shooting on New Years. Fire works anyone?
By 3am we knew it was time to head home. Bladders bursting once more, we found a 24/7 gas station where we bought gas station sandwiches as our first meal of 2014. Home by 4am, we were fueled from our night of aimless driving and gas station Monster.
A New Years to never be forgotten.
Like the rest of the United States, I watched the People’s Choice Awards two nights ago. I oggled the red carpet fashion and laughed at every joke spewing from Kat Dennings and Beth Behrs’ mouths. But per usual, when it came time to find my favorite looks the next day, googling “People’s Choice Award 2014 fashion” didn’t cut it. Kaley Cuoco, Sandra Bullock and Jennifer Hudson cluttered the page without a single Sara Bareilles or Bailee Madison in sight. Saddened, I made the treck to Getty Images, knowing my work would be cut out for me. 800 images later, I came out the other end, knowing for sure I had chosen the true best dressed of the night.
And so, in my humblest of unhumble opinons, I bring you the best dressed of The People’s Choice Awards 2014. You’re Welcome.