YES UFF DA, GOSH DARNIT. I'm dropping an uff da. Being sick totally threw everything off for this week (see, even in my state of "rest" I adhere to some sort of ridiculous little schedule I have mapped out in my head- wake up, play with clothes, play with fake eyelashes, play with more clothes, play with iPhone, play with more clothes, play with Kitty and Petunia, play with Kitty and Petunia as my fake eyelashes fall off and they play with the fake eyelashes, play with the blog, etc etc) and being sick totally threw that off kilter. I don't have time to be sick, god damnit.
Which...is probably how I ended up where I am right now. Wow, that's deep.
I am feeling much better than Monday. The stomach flu deal had been going around work (a co-worker cheerfully chirped at me Sunday evening, "I hope you don't get it!" which is always the kiss of death) and so, I knew I had it coming. Thankfully it was a brief respite, and while I was down for the count yesterday I did muster up enough energy to play with my new toy (an iPhone, I have officially joined the year 2008) and download the two "MUST HAVE" apps of Skeeball and 'Stachetastic. Awesome.
The only reason why I'm discussing this is because it is a rather huge step for me, readers. I am notoriously, obnoxiously, completely anti-cellphone. Anyone who knows me in real life knows how anti-cellphone I am. The idea that someone should even be allowed to think that they can contact me at anytime, day or night- it really bothers the hell out of me. Not that anyone, you know, really wants to. Um. BUT JUST IN CASE THEY GET THE IDEA, GOSH DARNIT- I WANT THEM TO KNOW THAT THEY CAN'T. THE NERVE!
Not to mention the fact that I wholly feel that cell phone usage has allowed us to become even more disconnected from society than ever before- sure, I can yap away at whoever about this and that and the drunk neighbor wandering through the cul de sac holding a plastic gas station coffee mug and a bottle of wine, but while doing so I am likely ignoring every single freaking thing that is going on around me, like you know other cars driving on the road and/or the cashier/waitress/hostess/sales clerk waiting to be talked to LIKE AN ACTUAL. HUMAN BEING.
Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. I get reeeeally out-of-control angsty about this. I can't even tell you how belittling it is to have someone wordlessly thrust their membership card at you because they don't have the decency to tell the person on their cellphone that they're saying, "Like, oh my god, like, this happened, and like, I was just like, I know!" to HANG ON FOR TWO SMALL SECONDS, YOU HAVE TO SAY HI TO SOMEONE, JUST TWO SECONDS. THAT'S ALL IT'LL TAKE. TO PUT THAT PHONE DOWN AND SAY HI but will they? Ohhh no.
It's not like I want to strike up a 20-minute conversation with you! I just want to have you make eye contact with me and not fumble around in your pockets like a drunk while people are patiently waiting in line behind you (not on their cell phones, of course, and politely waiting to be checked in) because what should take you 5 seconds takes you 5 minutes 'cuz you won't set the god damn freaking phone down. SET IT DOWN. IT IS NOT ATTACHED TO YOUR HEAD.
(Unless it actually is. I know freak accidents sometimes happen. And if that's the case, well then. I'm sorry. BUT COME ON.)
Remember that please, readers. If there is one thing you take away from this little blog- please, please put your phone down for .05 seconds to say hi to whoever is waiting on you, or checking you out, or etc etc etc. We're humanz, too. It is the rudest thing in the whole wide world, I feel, to not do it. If you're yakking on your cell phone while someone is trying to help you, you might as well be standing there like you're flipping them off.
It absolutely is that rude. Ask anyone that works customer service. Rude. Rude. Rude.
But hey! I liked the easy-internet-access-idea of the iPhone, plus my iPod Nano was in poor, poor shape- so here I am, iPhone in hand.
(And it started ringing earlier when Husband called and I almost dropped it 'cuz I totally forgot it was a phone. Oops.)
Now all I have to do is schedule, "TIME TO BE SICK STAB STAB STAB" into the little calendar thingy and I'm good to go! Good to go, good to go. *thumbs up*
Okay, you guys. Ranty pants off, cute dress on. And so-awesomely-gorgeous-it-makes-my-heart-stop-beating necklace on. And cheap (but fabulous) trench from Forever 21 on! AND TEH UGLY BOOT-EHS ON! Okay, I know they're not everyone's cup of tea. I just had to throw them on, though. And remember- $100. Not $725. I love them so hard.
Here's the biggest Outfit Of The Day post, ever, to make-up for the past few sicky days:









Coat: Forever 21 Twist Collection Crinkled Double Breasted Coat (click here)
Dress: Juicy Couture (click here)
Booties in First Set: Calvin Klein Laura Booties (click here) (similar here) (and here)
Shoes in Set Two: Jessica Simpson Something Somethings (similar here) (& the granddaddies of them all here)
Shoes in Set Three: J Crew Pippa Peep Toes in Wild Orchid (click here) (similar here)
Belt in Set Two: Forever 21 (click here) (and here)
Belt in Set Three: J Crew Skinny Studded Pyramid Belt in Frosted Lilac (click here)
Purse: Chloe Paraty in Rosewood (click here)
All Necklaces: Kate Gray Designs Uncommon Jewelry on Etsy (click here)

Chloe, Colorful Colorado. 5'8" (only) when teetering in her highest 6 inch Miu Miu platform heels. Likes fashion, broccoli, ice cream, clarifying that she does not eat ice cream with her broccoli as to not cause worldwide panic, hoarding beauty products & pretty shoes, tickle fights with her husband (he would like to clarify that he does not like them back, OKAY?), anything covered in sprinkles, any alcoholic beverage made with Tang, live music, clicking the camera, sarcasm fonts, vases stuffed full of pretty flowers, and laughing hard until her belly hurts. Wants an adventurous life, lots of puppies, to never obtusely wander around with her fly down, and to be an iconic Diane Von Furstenberg wrap dress with a bright, festive print when she grows up. This is where she bravely documents it all. (