Showing posts with label oxfords. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oxfords. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Momma Style: Florals and brown oxfords


Tragically, I ended up changing out of my new oxfords.  It was just too cold and rainy out to go the day wearing small shows and leggings.  So I opted for my brown boots instead.  But, I love these new shoes.  they aren't vintage.  I picked them up at DSW with a giftcard I had received for Christmas and never used.  I actually managed to pick up 4 pairs of shoes with a $100 giftcard.  I guess my thriftiness doesn't just enter the actual thrift stores.  I never could understand spending so much many on shoes.  I always end up ruining them in the end which doesn't bother me if they cost $25 and last a year.


And don't be fooled by this outfit and think, "Lara, where's the baby bump?".  The bump is still there but, easily hidden by a belt and strategically placed pleats due to said belt.  Although, I don't have to hide my pregnancy at work anymore (almost everyone knows), I still feel like I just look chubby as opposed to pregnant.  I am just at the in between point.  I am sure in a few more weeks, the bump will make me look more pregnant than as if I just ate 100 twinkies.

Jacket: Thrifted Cynthia Steffe
Dress: I heart Ronson
Belt: Thrifted
Leggings: DKNY
Oxfords: No Report

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Play it, Sam. Play "As Time Goes By."



I was taking a look back at my posts from the time I started this blog and I realized that I have never posted about my all time favorite movie, Casablanca.  I have loved this movie for as far back as I can remember.  I am not sure why.  Maybe it is Bogart (who I have always found oddly sexy), or the story line with its love story that ends realistically, or the music, or the fashion.

Think Casablanca is what started me off on my obsession with fashion from the 30s and 40s.  I grew up seeing picture of my Grandmother in the 40s when she made a long trip alone speaking almost known English across the Atlantic from Paris after marrying my Grandfather, an American GI who spoke little French and had only known her a few months.  These pictures of her were always so fashionable and happy.  Especially those taken when she first came over to the US.  (Maybe I will one day get around to scanning them!)



This obsession eventually lead me to singing jazz in high school.  I even sang at the Green Mill in Chicago while I was in college.  If you have never heard of the Green Mill, its pretty famous mostly for being a hang out of Al Capone in the 30s, Chicago's wildest decade.

So I was extremely happen when my mom told me she bought me this for my 27th birthday on Sunday!


A FEDORA!
via Urban Outfitters

I am so excited about it.  It will go grand with these (That I bought myself for my own 27th birthday)!