Wednesday Wants: Colored Jeans

So earlier today I thought I'd be all clever and cute like all the bloggers I like and use an alliterative post-title for a weekly theme: Wednesday Wants. My plan was (still is) to share products with you guys that I would love to have! And since I've been coveting everyone with their cool colored jeans lately, that was going to be my first item of choice.

Well, funny story.

I was getting ready to write this post, doing some Pinterest browsing and Facebook stalking- you know the deal- when my friend Kaycie posted an Instagram pic of her sweet new colored jeans! from Old Navy on sale today only!

Whaaaat!?

Ironic, no?

Unfortunately since I live in Teeny-tiny-ville, the closest Old Navy is an hour away. Bummer. But you can bet your [colored-jean-wearing] behind that I got my [not-yet-colored-jean-wearing] behind on their website to get in on this greatness!

Check out these cool colors!

"Tsunami" - Old Navy

"Tobiko Orange" - Old Navy

But... I was really really hoping they would have some colored jeans that weren't skinny jeans.

They look great on a lot of people. Maybe even most people? Maybe even me.

But I bought a pair of [not-colored] skinny jeans once, and while Nate insisted that they looked good, I only wore them a few times before giving them away. It's true- I'm self-conscious about my calves. I don't think they're fat... I just... don't like them. Plus, the pants were tighter on one leg than the other and that was just super awkward. Ha!

But for the same $19.99 sale price they did have some boot-cut jeans, so I got a black pair of those. Behold, my new pants, coming soon!

"Black Jack" - Old Navy

I hope I like them (and that they fit!) I actually would have preferred a good-old jeans color since they didn't have any colored boot cut jeans, but those were all out too. Man, ya snooze ya lose! 

Someday (hopefully before the fun colored-pants trend completely dies), I'll have something awesome like these:

Anthropologie, via Pinterest.

 Someday, my colored-trouser friend. Someday.

Hair Regret?

So I  chopped my hair off (again).

This is actually a pretty big issue in our little home, because I know that Nate loves long hair, but whenever mine is long, it lives in a ponytail. It's rare to find a picture of me with ponytail-length hair left falling to my shoulders. Ever since I was a little girl, my hair has been pulled back out of my face.

I figured out that I don't like the feeling of it on my neck. Hence a ponytail or short hair, always.

Nate likes my ponytail about as much as he likes short hair, which is not really at all; and I've been feeling ready for a change from it, so I decided to cut it. If Nate felt the same about my hair either way, why not? He was even sweet about it and consented that I do look good with short hair, and since he knows I wont start wearing it down on a regular basis after 23 years of it pulled back why not just go for it.

So I did, yesterday.

I wanted to try something different. Perhaps be like my big sister Yara, who has had about a million different hairstyles and is great at pulling them off. I look a lot like her, so I figure I can pull off different stuff too.

Not the asymmetrical Victoria Beckham cut, apparently.

The main problem: I didn't have a picture with me to show the stylist. BIG no-no. I always take a picture with me. Unfortunately though, the printer was broken and I didn't want to go all the way to campus to print off a hairstyle that I figured a stylist would be familiar with. And they usually have books with pictures of various styles, so I thought I could find the same or a similar one.

I should have stopped at the broken printer.

I didn't find a picture that was close enough. So I tried to describe what I wanted to the stylist. Didn't work.

The long side looked good (maybe I'll try it again someday when I actually have a picture), but the short side was weird, and just looked awkward. She wasn't getting it. I had been there almost two hours (let's not fail to mention she was slower than mud) when I decided this wasn't working. I could tell she was tired and hoping I would just leave when she said, "Well, if you don't like it, you can always come back."

What?! If I don't like it, I'm not going to leave until I do! Psycho. I'm sorry your stomach is growling, but I'm not leaving with a freaky 'do.

So I told her to chop it all off. It's a style I'm familiar with and know I can pull off. Nate doesn't like super short hair, so even though I've had it like this and liked it in the past, I was pretty disappointed. I told him I wasn't going to do it that way again, and had every intention of keeping that promise. However, it's definitely better than it would have looked with the icky asymmetrical mess.

I have now drastically chopped my hair 4 times, the first being when I was a wee little 8th grader. I have loved it 3 of those times, though I've received a variety of reactions from others. (Mostly good, though I know my parents and hubby aren't the biggest fans- sorry guys).

I can't decide how I feel about it this time.

I'm bummed because I feel like I let Nate down.
But I do feel a little bit spunky.
And I know my grandma and parents will hate it.
But it's kind of liberating.

Nate was wonderful about the whole situation. I told him the story and that I was sorry, and he gave me a nice long hug. I didn't cry about my hair- never really seen much purpose, it always grows back- but he was and is being a sweetheart. If you see me and you like my hair, tell me so, because it will make me feel a little better about it. I'll probably post a picture eventually.

The Bane of my Existence

Ok, that's an exaggeration. But this is really irritating me for some reason, and I must get it off my chest.

A few months back one of my friends came into class wearing this headband.

I complimented her on it, because I thought it was cute. I even thought it might be nice to have one of my own.

But THEN I started seeing everyone and their mom wearing it, and it's really starting to get on my nerves. Yes, it's cute. Yes, it can keep your ears warm. But doesn't it bother you when every other girl you walk by is wearing the exact same thing? They are literally everywhere! I do not go a single day without seeing multiple people wearing this.

No offense to any of my friends who have chosen to participate in this new fad; it's ok. You look trendy, just like everyone else.

The headband count for yesterday was seven. Seven of these stupid things in one day!