mr. golden sun appears to be permanently indisposed...yellow sweater to the rescue

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfYw5ElKgMWng9Cekv-7JS4b06VS7uGWkBU_YSZm2aHbdnOAo1ROQExOZbGdeS2_4ZTp30RtF_kHh_H8Rx_nPehaIlofCPY7kVpYlo_DD6s5CsEqAdOL3WF5hoazadSrcgPEtEdX-brNh/s1600/Q1britt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfYw5ElKgMWng9Cekv-7JS4b06VS7uGWkBU_YSZm2aHbdnOAo1ROQExOZbGdeS2_4ZTp30RtF_kHh_H8Rx_nPehaIlofCPY7kVpYlo_DD6s5CsEqAdOL3WF5hoazadSrcgPEtEdX-brNh/s400/Q1britt1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">shoes: steve madden. pants: gap. shirt: j.crew. cardigan: old navy. bracelet: downeast basics. pin: don't recall. earrings: hawaii.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEharyqC32graOGFVspw7rljudfjAniQ1e1rKxM93y2IrNDtRSphTFWfprRjT13TT3PTa5UBEV8B0Is56dL94rWuh669VNwZvkB6hTItqlZOeFt-WOhNEtKMvcBybR-0FLXG3ZQ0aAVGzg0B/s1600/Q1britt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEharyqC32graOGFVspw7rljudfjAniQ1e1rKxM93y2IrNDtRSphTFWfprRjT13TT3PTa5UBEV8B0Is56dL94rWuh669VNwZvkB6hTItqlZOeFt-WOhNEtKMvcBybR-0FLXG3ZQ0aAVGzg0B/s400/Q1britt3.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'm looking for it, guys. My dignity, that is. Searching hard...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYHJoQ2DfCbBhsOL0yP9CUD3RjiB2Kj-tw7g1S1BvoQYq4CUEZx3dih2Lu02JyNHsDoOn55jpn0hpefJD9TpYWSSbNV8TRSvgy1ZQmAte9r2fsQ3klnLf_Ap-4xo0dIMXwgsbwZRMz4g_F/s1600/Q1britt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYHJoQ2DfCbBhsOL0yP9CUD3RjiB2Kj-tw7g1S1BvoQYq4CUEZx3dih2Lu02JyNHsDoOn55jpn0hpefJD9TpYWSSbNV8TRSvgy1ZQmAte9r2fsQ3klnLf_Ap-4xo0dIMXwgsbwZRMz4g_F/s400/Q1britt2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Drat. It's gone. Quite possibly forever.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FMs9NTtjc4ZN-sn7pksYDWHIfKZTaH827MX8Nu7QTZXqk1lvIL2AUGlHc58M-NWk2ywfNnJaPBDrDA-xHeTtGgOHk1JhtZy_yMyQmKYG6312UCOGVPfV6TaWpPI4R7MLWvUqxHtzXPD9/s1600/Q1britt4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FMs9NTtjc4ZN-sn7pksYDWHIfKZTaH827MX8Nu7QTZXqk1lvIL2AUGlHc58M-NWk2ywfNnJaPBDrDA-xHeTtGgOHk1JhtZy_yMyQmKYG6312UCOGVPfV6TaWpPI4R7MLWvUqxHtzXPD9/s400/Q1britt4.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dignity or no... it's <a href="http://www.modlychic.com/" target="blank">Friend Friday</a>! This week's topic is among my favorites: <em>Gratitude</em>. Here goes:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>1. When it comes to me personally – I owe a lot of who I am to: </em>My parents and siblings, natch, for their sculpting of me through my childhood years. My college roommates during those pivotal college years, who helped me figure out what really is -- and isn't -- important to me and my life. (For example: ISN'T: yellow landrovers, caffeine, and pleasing everybody. IS: loyalty, laughter, and clean cookware.) And, forever and ever amen, my husband and children.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>2. When it comes to me professionally – I owe a lot of who I am to:</em> My English professors who embraced my uniqueness and let me -- <em>encouraged</em> me to -- fly, the Grant Lab (my first career-centered job, right out of college, which taught me the ins and outs of real-life professional technical writing and set me up for the kid-friendly, flexible freelance writing I do now), and my husband whose support has been unwavering and perspective reassuring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>3. When it comes to the art of blogging, I’m grateful to these people for helping me through some rough spots: </em><a href="http://heidiluxe.blogspot.com/" target="blank">Heidi</a>, who without knowing it has set the example for me of completely being ones own glorious and unique self on blog (her blogging resolutions for the New Year 2011 were what sealed the deal), <a href="http://spoilsofwear.blogspot.com/" target="blank">Jill</a>, a stranger who took a chance and asked to feature me when I first started my blog and who will always have a place in my e-heart, and (sincerely) all you style bloggists who are genuine and who put yourselves out there because you love what you do. It's inspiring. Annnnd...my husband, who smiles and supports me even though blogging & "style" per se aren't exactly his thang. (Ew. Gross. Pretend I didn't just type that.)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>4. One blogging challenge I’m grateful happened because it made me stronger was…</em> Adding Disqus. Ran into many problems installing it on my blog for some reason, but I learned some html stuff and patience and how to curse in my head but not out loud. All very applicable life skills.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>5. To my readers, I’d like to say… </em>Thanks, all four of you, for putting up with me, with my sarcasm, with my text-heavy posts, with my outfit blunders, with my silliness, and with my amateur self- or kid-snapped photos. Thanks for your comments, for making me laugh, and for following and visiting often. I think you're pretty great.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Friday!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Want this look? Do a crown braid, then shop below...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background: white; border-bottom: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-left: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-right: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-top: #bfbfbf 1px solid; display: block; position: relative; width: 430px;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="150" scrolling="no" src="http://widget.shopstyle.com/widget?pid=uid6676-2041974-73&look=2953523&size=Small&width=6&height=1&layouttype=0&border=0&footer=0" width="430"></iframe><br /><div style="bottom: 2px; height: 18px; left: 0px; line-height: 12px; position: absolute; width: 100%;"><div style="left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px; position: absolute;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/browse/J.Crew#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; color: #606060; font: 11px verdana, sans-serif; text-decoration: underline;">More J.Crew...</a></div><div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 3px; position: absolute; right: 0px;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;"><img alt="ShopStyle" src="http://resources.shopstyle.com/im/widget/ShopStyleLogo_powered_small.png" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></img></a></div></div></div></div>

mr. golden sun appears to be permanently indisposed...yellow sweater to the rescue

  shoes: steve madden. pants: gap. shirt: j.crew. cardigan: old navy. bracelet: downeast basics. pin: don't recall. earrings: hawaii.  I...

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excuse me, sir, but may i take a nap on this park bench?

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No matter how much sleep I get the night before, if I'm wearing a maxi dress, I feel like taking a nap. Who's with me?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUYIp4Js_VYKHvRkhP52T16F5NvY2Sv6HpMxIuJ79a0NYVMWY3ljNRsdy9PBgy07IJvuVQPyQfSg1ECkamF1Y7f9LOF6lvR69vpB7NSWNydNOLl_eIOGcqQPFm40oREBYEYoBXWz4QPbHh/s1600/P1britt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="285" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUYIp4Js_VYKHvRkhP52T16F5NvY2Sv6HpMxIuJ79a0NYVMWY3ljNRsdy9PBgy07IJvuVQPyQfSg1ECkamF1Y7f9LOF6lvR69vpB7NSWNydNOLl_eIOGcqQPFm40oREBYEYoBXWz4QPbHh/s400/P1britt2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> sandals, dress, & necklace: forever21. cardigan: j.crew. bracelet: hawaii. coverage tank: motherhood maternity.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_F3fizmo0kwZ15zRvrXartJM3ej7zrvgh9yoGde13datNLmH1oki8aXlWmoK7GQ7uuTIoQ6RnzDrauLfvC4MNGhV0jh9NpqrbqMHOLZDy2F7QK8rHRa37GqbW0M-9jNBz6j7BfqV4y9X/s1600/P1britt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ_F3fizmo0kwZ15zRvrXartJM3ej7zrvgh9yoGde13datNLmH1oki8aXlWmoK7GQ7uuTIoQ6RnzDrauLfvC4MNGhV0jh9NpqrbqMHOLZDy2F7QK8rHRa37GqbW0M-9jNBz6j7BfqV4y9X/s400/P1britt1.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGzZhT_sOVz8ZBlKXctWRVSLeosDOBPje6uPhmLsTTgh1PMyhZijb7qhjCkgA65GaRbCkvPUow-AL-tsugyo3drNez17Ph7AmgngjL4bjreM6d3d3FSZUflIdrXazneKV5B0eOqsP88JY/s1600/P1britt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwGzZhT_sOVz8ZBlKXctWRVSLeosDOBPje6uPhmLsTTgh1PMyhZijb7qhjCkgA65GaRbCkvPUow-AL-tsugyo3drNez17Ph7AmgngjL4bjreM6d3d3FSZUflIdrXazneKV5B0eOqsP88JY/s400/P1britt3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">If there ever was an item of clothing that said, "Go ahead, eat anything you want and don't worry your ever-plumpening head about it for one second," the maxi dress is it. Complete with an empire (non)waist and some tie-dye (the epitome of comfort), it's a recipe for a beautifully fattening disaster. And by "disaster" I of course mean strawberry shortcake and BBQ ribs. For starters.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">My free-to-expand belly is happy. My stopwatch-holding, whistle-blowing, lap-calculating running coach of a brain is not. I think she's going to make me run extra laps this week, just to teach me a lesson. Curses.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">But I can't help it. Tie-dye is calling to me lately. And when something calls to me, in publically acceptable pajama-ness such as is embodied within the garment that is the maxi dress (didja catch all that? if not, read it again. it's beautiful.), I answer. Not only answer...I shoot my arm up to the sky, wave it around, and scream "PICK ME PICK ME PICK MEEEEE!!!"</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Happy Thursday.<br /><br />p.s. What's the age limit for wearing braids in one's hair? Because I think I'm defying it. Which isn't necessarily a good thing. But I don't see myself stopping anytime soon...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Want this look? Pull down your covers, shop below, then hop into bed!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background: white; border-bottom: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-left: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-right: #bfbfbf 1px solid; border-top: #bfbfbf 1px solid; display: block; position: relative; width: 430px;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="150" scrolling="no" src="http://widget.shopstyle.com/widget?pid=uid6676-2041974-73&look=2960222&size=Small&width=6&height=1&layouttype=0&border=0&footer=0" width="430"></iframe><br /><div style="bottom: 2px; height: 18px; left: 0px; line-height: 12px; position: absolute; width: 100%;"><div style="left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 6px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px; position: absolute;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/browse/Forever-21#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="background-color: transparent; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; color: #606060; font: 11px verdana, sans-serif; text-decoration: underline;">More Forever 21...</a></div><div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 4px; padding-top: 3px; position: absolute; right: 0px;"><a href="http://www.shopstyle.com/#pid=uid6676-2041974-73" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;"><img alt="ShopStyle" src="http://resources.shopstyle.com/im/widget/ShopStyleLogo_powered_small.png" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></img></a></div></div></div></div>

excuse me, sir, but may i take a nap on this park bench?

No matter how much sleep I get the night before, if I'm wearing a maxi dress, I feel like taking a nap. Who's with me?  sandals, dre...

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ode to the squeaky wheel's Discovery...

<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3FRXPfnsJ9Yk2VxjagaUl8QJ4p7dtCqVzeAKREC5TwDFUB-1nTKVTSh_ETR3ff7J9Nn0z4IWIZZhWJDJbxvj0GBiEB86OKZ1nCNW1-b4VO-pwPRbGVhPis5a5SDLEKg5rw85PpGwdCJk/s1600/R1britt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc3FRXPfnsJ9Yk2VxjagaUl8QJ4p7dtCqVzeAKREC5TwDFUB-1nTKVTSh_ETR3ff7J9Nn0z4IWIZZhWJDJbxvj0GBiEB86OKZ1nCNW1-b4VO-pwPRbGVhPis5a5SDLEKg5rw85PpGwdCJk/s400/R1britt2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">shoes: mudd brand (i think). jeans: kohl's. shirt: old navy. cardigan: rue21. necklace: don't recall. flower clip: downeast basics. watch: target.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4O3vDYFC0wxvShHDCLwqdmpqxbpg75pyLp7UC9jBk_tYgEpC_MJEeYl5T5ttPPhjU16_WXqL8dmW027eYmPJhKg1CqjyPY0YdXD7eLo2ljOT-q0TzPGr8hDqHAZGAKBk9E8F6Z9NHkGS/s1600/R1britt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4O3vDYFC0wxvShHDCLwqdmpqxbpg75pyLp7UC9jBk_tYgEpC_MJEeYl5T5ttPPhjU16_WXqL8dmW027eYmPJhKg1CqjyPY0YdXD7eLo2ljOT-q0TzPGr8hDqHAZGAKBk9E8F6Z9NHkGS/s400/R1britt1.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgknnrB8JlF1qMCYj4C7TIGfPE8kAUFl4URlxlMDFdtIJsHtBhYEbJoFXuEVtl3btOUPVQ2mY6m15VhsN7vvjbuliYKO59zCLqtefmRe0aNDG3vnagOl6qe9X0bhi4qlMFVNIsNv0BjoFAC/s1600/R1britt3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="340" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgknnrB8JlF1qMCYj4C7TIGfPE8kAUFl4URlxlMDFdtIJsHtBhYEbJoFXuEVtl3btOUPVQ2mY6m15VhsN7vvjbuliYKO59zCLqtefmRe0aNDG3vnagOl6qe9X0bhi4qlMFVNIsNv0BjoFAC/s400/R1britt3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">Remember how sometimes the squeaky wheel gets the grease? [Editor's note: But one must be careful in the manner and timing of said squeakiness, because SOMEtimes the squeaky wheel gets sent to Time Out until s/he is 18 and old enough to move out. So. Buyer beware.] </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Well, not to brag (but, actually, yes to totally brag), but I think all my squeakiness about the annoying winter weather around here has worn Mother Nature down. Marginally, at least. She's sent the sun, my house's roof is currently sans snow, the lawn is nearly green with just small patches of the white stuff (like where we built a snowman and a snow fridge last week...yes, a snow fridge. What, you don't build those? Odd.), and my house's heater is able to take its own type of spring break, at least during daytime. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Hoo to the ray!!! You're welcome, neighbors and local friends. I've got our backs...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">But. Now that I've unleashed the Power of the Squeak, I think I'll strategize its direction. Which may or may not (but most assuredly does) involve squeakings about magically inheriting $millions$, putting in a backyard swimming pool, and having Mr. J. Crew himself hire me as a clothing tester. If you need me, I'll be over there in that corner, revving up my non-WD-40'd engines...</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Happy Wednesday!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Want this look? 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ode to the squeaky wheel's Discovery...

  shoes: mudd brand (i think). jeans: kohl's. shirt: old navy. cardigan: rue21. necklace: don't recall. flower clip: downeast basics...

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