The first title was what I planned on using before I actually took the pictures for this post. The second is, well, obvious.
Blogher is sorta like back-to-school for me in that it’s the one time of year when I spend a decent amount of money on things like clothes, bras, shoes and accessories for me.
This year I was so excited to place an order with one of my very favorite Etsy jewelry sellers Polished Two (and no, this is not sponsored, she has no idea who I am, I just love her stuff that much).
I ordered a couple pairs of earrings from her, including these large, purple ones. Seen in this Blogher pic, me naturally modeling them while someone else takes my picture alongside all my beautiful friends.
I also got this beautiful bracelet, made from vintage, upcycled earrings. I wore it the day we spoke on our panel, but didn’t get any good pictures of it because, basically, I spent that whole day alternating between wanting to puke and drinking.
But I want to show it to you all because it’s so pretty! So I figured I’d just stage some pics of it here in the house.
Except how totally awkward is it to take pictures of your own hand while the other holds your camera, balancing it against the front of your face? I’ll answer that for you.
Awkward. Like how I added a prop there? It’s juice in a wineglass, not real wine. I wish I could blame real wine on the next pose.
I was all, Maybe if I stand here, staring out the window, with one leg up like the captain of a ship and casually drape my hand on my thigh, that might not look weird.
I also wanted to show you all my new favorite nail polish color. I mean, it’s not like I try hundreds, dozens, or even a handful throughout the year. I probably get about 2-3 pedicures a year if I’m lucky, but I always get one for Blogher because I really like to hemorrhage money the last week of July.
It’s called Penny Talk by Essie.
No, I didn’t paint it on the feet of a corpse. Those are mine. There is real, warm blood pumping through them, I swear.
I thought maybe I should take the picture sitting down so all the veins in my feet would stop being angry (and maybe the dog hair on my floor wouldn’t show up so well).
Look how I naturally just lay about my house with nail polish between my feet! My toes take turns tossing it back and forth. The polish has obviously not been freshly applied because I got this pedicure over a week ago.
(Oh, how terrified I am of the foot fetish traffic this post is going to see.)
So just imagine THIS color on THOSE toes that I have strategically blurred out.
I was sorta hoping this could become a new “thing” around here, where I share little things that I really love with you all. Things that generally don’t have anything to do with kids or poop. You’re just going to have to hang in with me as I get past this awkward taking-pictures-of-myself-wearing-things phase.
Or maybe you won’t because, sitting here and thinking about it, I’m not sure I’ll have much more to show off until next July.