kate+speaks

Much respect to the little man in the red, shorty got moves. Watch him get low.

…My absolute female kryptonite, I get weak for a gorgeous pair of boots. I own about 10 pairs, easy. Most were bought on sale or are vintage, I’ve only truly invested in a couple (and yes, they are a fashion investment). I usually switch between three pairs, but I just keep collecting them, especially if I can find a good pair for under $100. These days my $100 limit is not cutting it. Can I justify up to two days worth of pay for cow skin and wood heels?

Dolce Vita, Wiley – $279

Seychelles, Dos-I-Do – $114

Steve Madden, Jessii – $129

Steven Madden, Intyce – $199

Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I seriously wish I could (controllably) time-travel.

I would travel over, and over, and over back to July 7th, 2009.

Think I left a piece of my soul in the 808, haven’t been the same ever since. You can’t manufacture, bottle, or sell the high that I felt back then.

I have to get over it. =p

The excitement of traveling has me up when I should have been asleep an hour ago.

New York & Mexico trips in the werks. Semi-Dual.Income.No.Kids plan: SEE THE WORLD, until babies come. Babies won’t be coming for a while… maybe even longer than I thought, when I know.. I’ll know… for now… I really love enjoying life with my husband, and him alone.

Everyday.

From 9-6 I kick it with Cudi, Drake, Vince, & Neil. All boys; two MCs, two DJs.

I buy outfits for specific outings. I buy shoes for specific outfits.

Problem is… I lack these so-called “outings.”

These clothes/shoes never get used to their full potential. I’m not the type to wear an outfit for an un-important event/day. I wear shit OUT. If I put on makeup I better be going out, and if I put on false eyelashes you best believe I am going somewhere! I’m not sure if its considered lazy or just un-inspired.

I’m lying if I say I have nothing to wear. I probably do, I just never know if its appropriate. I hate to waste a good outfit, so I will most likely underdress when there is something going on. I hate being the one that is over dressed, especially when everyone else is casual and comfortable. I have to specifically know a dress code to bang the shit out of it.

Not sure why that is…

Either way. I have outfits for a hot date (ahem*cough), I have outfits for grown-folks nights out… As much as high heels are hell on SF streets I have grown accustomed to it, I pay good money for shoes I never use and clothes I rarely wear.

Someone invite me somewhere.

If I hired the pianist at Nordstroms, it would be him:

500 Days of Summer

Hype Tested: TRUE

They said… “Its not a love story. Its a story about love.”

Its as good as you heard it was. If they were a real couple Jeff said we could swing. Jeff also said we could swing with Lil Wayne and Lauren London, but I get f*cked in that trade, and I digress. Anyway, he’s adorable, she’s flighty… story of our generation.

Also worthy mention: Away We Go
Next Up: Paper Hearts

Next to be Hype Tested: Stephanie Myer’s Twilight Saga (evil laugh here)

Crush… for the minute

Who knew that the gangly-awkward kid from “Third Rock from the Sun” and “10 Things I Hate About You” would turn out lust-able? Le-sigh* Why… why… why must I be so attracted to skinny hip ass boys? (Take my husband for example, cause he is KING) So this kid was so nicely dressed throughout “500 Days of Summer.” I wish I could cop his suits just so the man can be fully fitted. I admire any skinny male who knows how to find clothes that fit him, its a lot tougher than people may think to find slim-fitting menswear. TRUST ME, my shopping BFF is also my MR. ANYWAYS, yes, the dude is hot stuff.

Mr. Joseph Gordon-Levitt, my Mr. August.

Heath Ledger’s little brother-look-alike, you think? I think so.

Imbalanced chemically

My body has not been able to produce enough serotonin or endorphins to keep up with me for the past month. I blame it on the super freaking magnificent wedding/Hawaii/honeymoon. I feel like I am 17 again, just dropped E, and its the next day and I am crashing HARD. Ahh, those were the days… Kidding.

In all honesty I feel like the grown life has hit me like a truck. Husband. Rent. Bills. Insurance. Job. Money. Money. Money. Pressure. Anxiety. Ugh. I’m always way more anxious than I need to be, thats just my nature. But seriously, mind & body, can I ease up a bit? Can I stay positive and look forward to something on my calendar?

What is this?!? A quarter life crisis?!?

I don’t have time for this…

On the other hand, being Mrs. Jeffrey T_nh_e_o is the best title ever. The husband and I have weekly Thursday night dates, eat good food, and laugh. I. LOVE. HIM.