Para el Día de Hoy

So, Hurricane Alex has recently touched land, nearby my hometown ... and the rain we've been getting non-stop has been craaaazy. Classes and work have been suspended tomorrow, and probably on Friday.
Tomorrow's supposed to be worse, hopefully everyone has found a place to protect themselves from the rain.
If you're anywhere near Hurricane Alex's projected path, please take all possible precautions.

Traducción:
El Huracán Alex ya tocó tierra cerca de donde yo soy originalmente, y la lluvia que nos ha tocado a nosotros ha sido algo increíble! Se suspendieron las clases y los trabajos mañana y es probable que el Viernes también se suspendan.
Se supone que mañana va a estar peor que hoy. Ojalá y todos tengan un lugar en donde protegerse de la lluvia intensa.
Si están cerca de donde se supone que va a pegar Alex, por favor cuídense!

Raincoat/Impermeable: Forever 21

Shirtdress: Zara

Rainboots/Botas: Coach

Belt/Cinturón: Polo

Bag/Bolsa: Dooney & Bourke (thrifted $3USD)

Cry baby

So, I haven't always been a fan of Sex and the City, but after watching the first movie and the second movie, I started off watching the series.
There's just one thing I have to admit: I always cry when I watch the first one. SJP makes Carrie Bradshaw's pain seem so real, and I always fear that something of the sort will happen to me.

I haven't dated many guys, per se, but the ones that I dated (and left me--because I never am the one that leaves) have made me feel so ... hopeless.
I know this is a random entry, but I'm watching SATC right now, so I kind of had to get this feeling off my chest.

Hopefully, my boyfriend will always be the sweet, sexy guy he is and never turn into one more asshole for the list [of three].

So, ladies, here's to hoping love is real and never-ending, always true, never-changing, "ever thine, ever mine, ever ours" (Beethoven).

Para el Día de Ayer

I am a home-loving person. I used to be a big party animal, but that was only for my first three and a half semesters of college.
Then I just realized that I wasn't really meant to get drunk and whore around every weekend. It got too tiring.
Anyways, last night I went to a party and I tried Tinja's mini tutorial for the smoky eye (even though I used much lighter colors, because of the outfit).
I think it looked alright, and several people asked me if someone else did if for me, so maybe I did get it kind of right (:
And I was feeling so positive about today's game that I wore almost everything by Mexican designers/companies.
Now we'll have to wait until Brasil 2014 for another shot at the World Cup.

Traducción:
A mí me encanta estar en mi casa. En mis primeros tres semestres de universidad, sí era súper party animal, pero eso de andar ligando y empedandome todos los fines me cansó demasiado.
Anyways, ayer fui a la fiesta de una amiga y usé el mini tutorial de Tinja (del blog "Yours Truly Forevermore, Brangwen") para el smoky eye (aunque yo usé colores mucho más pálidos, por el outfit).
Según yo me quedó más o menos, pero varias personas me preguntaron si alguien más me maquilló, así que supongo que sí me quedó algo bien jaja
Además, me sentía tan confiada con el juego de hoy que me puse casi pura ropa de diseñadores/compañías Mexicanas. Pero ni modo.
En Brazil 2014 tendremos otra oportunidad para [por fin] obtener la Copa Mundial.

Eye shadows/Sombras: Origins

Dress/Vestido: Vero Solis (Mexican designer)

Lace Bandeau Bra/Bra de Encaje: Forever 21

Sandals/Zapatos: Brantano (Mexican company)

Turqouise ring/Anillo turquesa: Random find at Dillard's

Purple Ring/Anillo morado: San Miguel de Allende market

Pour Aujord'hui (okay, yes, technically yesterday)

I started cleaning out my Shoe Closet already.

Unfortunately, I seem to have some sort of attachment to every single pair, especially the one I'm wearing here.

I used these shoes for the first (and up until today, the last) time way back in 2004, for my sophomore Homecoming Dance.

I rescued them from the donation basket by wearing them today and swearing to not ignore them again ... we'll see how that goes.

Traducción:

Ya empezé a limpiar mi clóset de zapatos.

Desafortunadamente, parece ser que tengo algún estilo de cariño con cada par, especialmente el que estoy usando en estas fotos.

La primera --y última vez-- que usé estos zapatos fue en el 2004, para mi baile de Homecoming cuando estaba en mi primer año de prepa.

Así que decidí que para "salvarlos" de la caja de donaciones, los usaría hoy y que no los volveré a ignorar ... ya veremos que pasa.

Top/Blusa: The Limited

Skirt/Falda: random

Shoes/Zapatos: J. Renée

Bag/Bolsa: thrifted ($3 USD)

Watch/Reloj: Betsey Johnson

No Pain, No Gain ... ?

I've always been an ardent follower of the quotes
"No Pain, No Gain" and "Beauty Hurts".

Lately though, I've noticed that my feet are yelling "Please call Social Services, this girl abuses us!!!"
Due to this, I am going to clean out my closet ... my shoe closet, that is.
This is something that I have never done. Literally. The only shoes I've ever thrown out are the ones that I've outgrown or shred to pieces because of overwear.
I am a pack rat, I'll openly admit to that.

I will donate all the shoes that are half a size (or more) too big on me (unless they have straps around the ankle) and the shoes that I've never worn/only worn once.
If I have the original box --which is very likely-- I'll give them the box, too.

Have you ever had to do anything of the sort?
I feel like I'm going to suffer while picking out the shoes and even more when placing them in another person's hands.
But hey, at least it'll be like a Fashion Reachout Program, in which you make fashion available to everyone...
(Yes, I'm just trying to make myself feel better).

I'll post up pictures after I've decided which pairs to donate.