What She Really Thinks Of… Guy Denim Trends
Now that we’re about ready to trade in our gladiator sandals for boots and our tank tops for, well, tank tops with sweaters, I tried to search the web for other denim trends as a follow-up to last week’s post on bleached jeans. What popped up instead was this:
What He Really Thinks Of Your… Bleached Denim
Fall is rapidly approaching and with it comes the excitement of Welcome Week, the thrill of meeting new people, and the resurgence of long denim. Normally, I’d welcome the chance to trade up my daisy dukes for a comfy pair of jeans, but this year something’s come up that’s made me reconsider.
What He Really Thinks Of Your… Christian Siriano Shoes
This Fall it’s all about affordable designer collaborations like Anna Sui for Target, Max Azria for Walmart and Christian Siriano for Payless. Yes, I said Payless. As in, Payless where you used to get your penny-loafers and light up sneakers as a kid. That Payless. I must admit - I was skeptical at first, but with Christian Siriano behind it, how can I expect it to be anything less than “fierce”?
What He Really Thinks Of… Your Alexander Wang Sweater Dress
I’m going to be honest here: the only reason why I’m posting this hyphen-dress is because I desperately want it. Imagine this with some killer black booties. Sigh.
What He Really Thinks Of… Your “Nylon Tricot Swimsuit”
I like American Apparel for the most part. Although their prices are a little steep for me, the trade offs are comfy basics that don't fall apart after one wash *coughForever21cough.* You should be warned, though; try navigating their site and you'll have to push through a bunch of these:
What He Really Thinks Of…. Your “Nifty Knickers”
Do you ever wonder what he really thinks about the stuff you wear? Like after you spend hours in front of your mirror trying to find the perfect outfit to impress him, do you wonder if he cares? I've found that a lot of the stuff I adore, attempt, or appraise as high fashion - most men just don't notice.
Miss Manners: Dealing With Rude People
A big part of etiquette is knowing how to deal with rude people. Let’s face it, you can mind your manners all you want but there’ll always be that jerk that comes along and pushes you off the swing set anyway *cough-Ryan-M-from-first-grade-cough* So here are some quick guidelines of how to deal with the Ryans of this world:
Miss Manners: “Can I Have Yo Numba?”
I’m sure every sexy CC reader has gotten the awkward “Can I have yo numba?” from a not so appealing guy. While some of you are fine with flat out saying “No,” I’m looking to all the other ladies who decide to give up their numbers (or more...) “just to be polite.”
Miss Manners: Home-for-the-Summer House Rules
Ahh.. home sweet home. Or is it? Now that most of us are home for the summer, we’ve realized that the break’s over and the spontaneous nights of beer pong and the freedom to do who/what we like are gone. Funny how quickly it went from, “Our baby girl’s finally home from college. We’ve missed you so much!” to “Oh. You’re home? Run to the store for milk.”
Paper or Plastic?
You ever see those visa check card commercials where they show a fantastic shopping plaza where everyone is happily swiping away *swipe swipe swipe… until that jerk comes along, coin pouch in hand, and holds up the whole line? Yeah, that jerk is usually me.
Miss Manners: When Modern Technology Meets Modern Etiquette
These days, it seems like the etiquette rules of the past just can’t keep up with the changing face of communication. Now, I like my cell phone as much as the next person, but there are some things you just shouldn’t do with a phone…
Miss Manners: How to Leave the Salon Unscratched
I always leave salons with bad hair cuts. (Although I must admit the last one was my fault- it should have tipped me off right away when I realized the hair stylist did not speak a word of English.) Anyway, last week reader Josie asked us to feature an article on hair-salon etiquette. Here's to you Josie..
Miss Manners: The DL on Weddings
One of my oldest childhood friends is getting married this Saturday and, quite frankly, I am horrified by the thought of attending his wedding. Not that I have anything against the lovebirds; on the contrary, I’m glad he’s happy. It’s just, well… I never know how to act at weddings. There are just too many unspoken rules, too many unanswered questions...
