Showing posts with label first-world problem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label first-world problem. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Je Voudrais...

This entire outfit...


Some fall gingham...


These leggings to wear EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE!


This bangin bird duvet...


A "watercolor" fox tattoo...


This guy. 


I can haz plz??

xoxo,
Hannah

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Decide What to Be and Go Be It

It's Thursday, it's Thursday! Best day of the week. However....I am torn between a few weekend options, and I can't figure out which route to take.

Let's see the breakdown.

Situation 1:
I have to be in Charlottesville tomorrow during the day until 3:00. There's no escaping it, and I think I'm driving into town tomorrow morning and will arrive around 11:00am. From there I have the option of staying in town to see The Avett Brothers at the Pavilion, hanging out with my moms all weekend, farting around Charlottesville with some lovers, and in general lounging in the Central VA for all it's worth.


Situation 2:
I have to be in Charlottesville tomorrow during the day until 3:00. HOWEVER. I have also been offered tickets to see the Nationals (that's a baseball team, apparently) play downtown in some sort of corporate whore sky box that's filled to the brim with free free FREE alcohol, food, buffalo wings, chips, alcohol, free, beer, cheeze dip, hot dogs, free, alcohol, beer and the few cool people who actually work at my office.

I can haz Kevin Costner??
It's air conditioned. It's stocked. And apparently some vendor is trying to seduce my company to buy ad space, so they're shoving free Nats paraphernalia (just what I want!!) + liquor down our throats with the hopes of winning our dolla bills. You know how appealing free food + drinks + shit is to me...

Conflict:
Do I really want to spend a total of 6 hours in my car tomorrow driving to Charlottesville in the morning and then racing back at night for the game? I mean, baseball is notoriously the most boring sport ever played, and I am always happy to frolic around CVille...

Serious struggles.

Anyway. Today I'm finally using my gift certificate that I got for Christmas last year to the hoity-toity Elizabeth Arden Red Door Spa. Gettin' my nails did again. I'm fancy huh fo real now.

In the meantime, apparently Louisa/Mineral is in the running to have Alan Jackson (Yes, THE ALAN JACKSON OMG OMG OMG) play a free concert in town. AJ in the Jungle?? What whaaat?! Cast your vote! Give the people the glorious blond locks and skin-tight Wranglers they deserve! We've gone country, betch.

Sooo pretty--like a Cocker Spaniel personified.
Fill out that ballot and have a fabulous Thursday!
xxx, Hannah

Monday, September 12, 2011

Battle in the Basement

A few nights ago, our house was under attack by a vicious, merciless creature hell-bent on ruining lives and wreaking havoc across all of Vintage Place. It was a dangerous time in the basement of sin... but luckily we had our camera at the ready to document the terrifying event.

Rated R for Language, Violence. 


Unfortunately, no crickets were harmed in the making of this production. 

Hannah Does Math

*Warning: the following post is littered with exclamation points (!). Be ready.

So, today was supposed to be a very bad terrible horrible blood-shedding day at work. No bosses around. Deadlines broken. Chaos errywhere! However, in the midst of all the insanity, I was able to have a moment of zen whilst perusing the Anthro sales section when I stumbled upon these beauties... 


Eek! Terracotta clogs!? On sale?! Be still my Fall-focused fashion heart. I was so excited, and then I remembered a v. important fact: September is free shipping month at Anthropologie! The world is just! After some quick researching, I realized this golden nugget of good luck is only applicable if you have a full-priced item in your cart. So, I scrambled all over the site in search of the tiniest, cheapest, less-than-$10 purchase to add to my bag. I really wanted my little blue kitchen timer that I've been pining after forever, but they don't sell it online anymore. Weird. I couldn't bring myself to buy another overpriced Volcano candle that burns quickly and looses its wick, so I was lucky enough to find this lil cutie for the winning price of $6. Joy!


Then, potential disaster--what size clog to buy!? Either my feet have recently been metamorphosizing down to a tinier size or retailers are finally making shoes for giants. Point of the story--should I go 9.5 or 9?! THIS IS A SERIOUS FIRST-WORLD PROBLEM, PEOPLE! However, lightening struck, and I realized--it's free shipping! Free Free Free! So...I ordered both. Whatever. Gonna try 'em on for size, (literally) and return whichever ones don't fit. Look at me go. Also, I realized it is cheaper to include the addition of my little garden pot than to suck it up and pay the usual $7ish for shipping. I'm like a bonafide math genius. Soooo impressed with myself. Sooo humble. 

Anyway.

This is the main struggle in my life right now. I'd say that's pretty awesome, wouldn't you?

xxx, Hannah