Before I get to the normal fashion post for Wednesday, I thought I would go ahead and address yesterday's post. Although I said I was going to allow Anonymous comments on my blog I changed my mind. Why did I let Mr. Impotent win? Because I feel like my readers shouldn't be distracted by stupid. I also feel that if this fart blossom can come over and comment, he also sees and can click on other's blogs and stalk them with his crazy antics. So for the sake of my true readers, I am not allowing anony comments unless I instruct otherwise. We read others comments and search for new blogs this way and I don't want people to feel like they can't comment on my blog freely without spam jerks. So you win, Mr. I will never marry an American woman. I hope you and your hand enjoy a life filled with dry chapped skin.
Okay, now on to the new Tater Queen. I am going to be doing alot of different things this year. No I didn't make resolutions but a list of things I want to accomplish in 2013. One of the things that I want to do is think outside my box a little bit when it comes to fashion. I am a boho kind of girl being a product of the very early 70's. I love classic and whimsical styles and even though I love to look at other people wearing modern type pieces, it's not in my norm to purchase these. It doesn't mean I am going to run out and buy a chevron dress or a a scarf that covers my whole head and I look like the blue turtle neck guy from Fat Albert. It means that I am going to try different things that I normally wouldn't do. Of course this all depends on my diet and exercise plan. So far so good, except I did eat a piece of pizza last night. Oopsie.
For a few months now my friend Lindsay and I have had much debate about these wedge sneaker shoes. At first, we both hated them and then during Christmas as I was glued to Pinterest like dogshit on a the back of poodle fur, I started seeing some that I really liked. She still wasn't buying it. So, I received a few gift cards for Christmas, did a little research and found a pair that were on sale for $30 smacks. I tried them on, left, texted Lindsay, put it on Instagram and with the overwhelming majority, went back and bit the bullet and bought them. She still wasn't convinced but allowed it. And guess what? I like them. Now do I still like the bright blue ones or ones that look like I should be playing in the NBA? Uh that's a negative, but I don't look like a hoochy moma drug dealer and they are really cuter on.
So, yes, I went shopping in my sweats, no makeup, you should have seen my hair, but I caught a great deal and a cute pair of shoes (or two) that are outside my comfort zone. They do feel somewhat like wearing other wedge type shoes, a little hard, but I put insoles in them and they are comfy. I went outside my normal and it felt great. New beginnings are cool. And these would defiantly kick someone's buttouski.
Are you taking risks in fashion this year? If so, tell me. Also, follow me on Pinterest. I am a maniac on this site.