Today I learned that I am going back to India… tomorrow or Monday. I guess that’s why I wore this billowy wind strewn shirt, because I bought it off of Indian Amazon prime last time I was there. Instead of pimping all over the world- I’m PRIMING all over the world. Is that a dad joke? It just might be. My life as of recent has been intense. Oddly I love it. I think its because I’m an uncanny diva of a duck that thrives in chaos. As a problem solver, lots of things to fix is weirdly comforting. I love a good challenge. I also love a good cupcake… and a good shirtless man… and a good glass of wine.Speaking of challenges… it’s 5 pm and I’m exhausted. It feels like I’ve done everything and nothing all at the same time. I took a 2 hour work call this morning, cleaned my closet, made lunch, took Data for a long walk and bought 85 million pounds of candy for my Desi coworkers at Target.On the other hand, I am not packed, my apartment is a mess, I still haven’t received my visa, and I have about 1,375 videos I should be filming for the YouTube. And yet I find myself typing away at the computer. Why? Because I like what I’m wearing. Funny how that works. In a to do list a mile long, my oasis is sharing this pretty flowy shirt to the world. Simple pleasures indeed.(Jeans old Girlfriend cut from Torrid. Flats and shades from my Target trip today).
Everybody get your hands ready because we are about to drop an amazing rough of applause for @Mariiagiimena! Maria, is Torrid’s 2017 model search winner and the new face of the brand for this year. You can watch her amazing journey below and celebrate another woman kicking ass and making their dreams come true. Those are the types of stories we should celebrate more.
As Maria steps into her new role, I felt I should offer my expert model advice. I am obviously ver ver experienced from my 2-3 professional photo shoots and am obviously the best and only one fit to give her such critical advice. Maria, listen up. These words are going to be life changing.
Two Words: Leaf Blower. Make sure your hair stylist has a leaf blower and awkwardly crouches delicately underneath you at all times. AT ALL TIMES, MARIA! This is how Geo gets her perfect breeze blown coif and you can and will have it to.
Bring a big bag. Word to the wise. There is excellent candy in craft services and you’re going to want to take that ish home. Who doesn’t want to wake up to a purse filled to the brim with Swedish fish and snickers minis? No one. That’s basically the culmination of all my dreams coming true right there.
Announce to everyone that you are a model. Because now you are, Maria. You’re a cat walk killer… a powerful print princess… a bodacious billboard babe. You’re kind of a big deal. Maybe it will get you free cheesy fries. And we all know cheesy fries are worth any embarrassment blatant self-promotion might create.
Lean against things. One thing I observed while watching top models at my Torrid shoot is that they were always leaning on things. Cool people lean on things. Models are cool. Therefor you need to lean on things. It’s required. It’s your duty. See photo for a suggested lean to master.
Do You. Be yourself, have fun and most of all- go out and celebrate. You just killed the damn thing and that means screw the prosecco, you deserve that Champaign lifestyle.
Welcome to the Torrid family, Maria! I can’t wait to be surrounded by your smiling sassy face while spending all my money on pretty things. It will be like BOOM! Maria’s lounging in lingerie. BANG! Maria’s acting up in active wear. BLAMO! Maria’s keep it real in casuals. Dreams come true, Maria. Dreams come true.
Sometimes we simple isn’t boring, it’s special. Take for example this pink bodycon dress. It’s pretty ordinary. The cut is standard. However, in the right color with the right necklace this “simple” dress is extraordinary. It’s more than just a party dress, it’s a party statement.
Outfit Details
This shimmery spectacle of a dress is from JC Penney’s Boutique+ line. The shoes are from the wide width shoe powerhouse, Torrid. The necklace was a handmade gift from a former mentor of mine. I’ve found this alternative necklace and I hope you’ll agree that it’s every bit just as special. With just 3 items, I’ve created one killer outfit. Even better, with all these Christmas sales, you can snag the entire look today for under $100.
I wanted this look to feel like I had just danced the night away and my super attractive living candy of a man had given me his coat to keep me warm. Of course we had coordinated before leaving the hours for festive fun. The matching shoes weren’t coincidental, they were a sign of our deep and passionate relationship and our fascination with the Asian trend of couple dressing.
Creative Problem Solving
But, um, I’m single. So I guess this is almost a fantasy look. I didn’t borrow this jacket. I had to buy it. At least I can now casually bring it with me to restaurants when I eat alone, throw it over the opposing chair, and constantly refer to my lover in the restroom. “He must have gotten food poisoning.” “Free dessert?” “Make it two and I think we can forget this ever happened…” Boom. Just call this my sweet blazer, because it raining free creme brulee up in this house.
Today I 100%, most definitely did not want to leave my bed. No I wanted to remain nestled there and loved by the warm comfort of my down duvet and the pup plastered against my body. Gosh, I love having a canine portable heater. It’s the best. So good in fact that the idea of taking a shower and putting on pants or a skirts or a dress seemed all too much today. Simply, too much.
Morning Showers Are the Worst
So I begrudgingly got up. Annoyed, I brushed my teeth and forced my once warm body into the bipolar trenches of the morning shower. First you’re coddled in warmth only to emerge to a frigid burst of air with only a stupid towel to improve the situation. Oh yes, here’s a semi-moisture absorbing piece of fabric, that’s going to solve all your problems. Like my fifth grade self would say, “NOT!”
Rules Breaker, Sweat Pants Wearer
With black streaks floating across my face- remnants of make up I was too lazy to remove before slumber- I made a decision. Screw being an adult; I’m wearing sweatpants to work. I work in a big kid office, with fancy meetings and free snacks. But even so, some days you just got to push the boundaries and rock some fleece dungarees. So with elastic around my waist and fabric cuffs around my ankles, I marched defiantly out of my home towards the office.
A Surprising Response
Crossing through the double glass doors that separate the world of flirting and cocktails from meetings and thoughtful insights, I felt like a bad ass. Look at me suits, I’m wearing sweatpants. I see you chinos, I’m rocking joggers. What up pencil skirt, these pants are made of fleece. In fact, I walked in so cool, composed and confident no one noticed. In fact, I had to walk around and announce to several people, “Look! Guys! I wore sweatpants to work! I’m such a rebel!” Silence. “Look! Swwwweaaat Pannnnts.” Their response? ” Oh that’s nice, I didn’t notice. They’re just pants.”
Today I learned I can wear sweat pants everyday to work and no one will notice. Life changing.
Shop this look
These Wet Seal cargo joggers are refined by pairing them with a Torrid camp shirt in a coordinating plaid. I topped the punchy tartan shirt with a whimsical cardigan from Modcloth, complete with cool dragon back decal. To accessorize I added a neck tie (stolen from another shirt), a fun “boss lady” pin from Party With Allison and my trusty beat and very abused, but oh so comfy, brogues.
Other Sweat Pants I Love
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Today I learned that I am going back to India… tomorrow or Monday. I guess that’s why I wore this billowy wind strewn shirt, because I bought it off of Indian Amazon prime last time I was there. Instead of pimping all over the world- I’m PRIMING all over the world. Is that a dad joke? It just might be. 
My life as of recent has been intense. Oddly I love it. I think its because I’m an uncanny diva of a duck that thrives in chaos. As a problem solver, lots of things to fix is weirdly comforting. I love a good challenge. I also love a good cupcake… and a good shirtless man… and a good glass of wine.
Speaking of challenges… it’s 5 pm and I’m exhausted. It feels like I’ve done everything and nothing all at the same time. I took a 2 hour work call this morning, cleaned my closet, made lunch, took Data for a long walk and bought 85 million pounds of candy for my Desi coworkers at Target.
On the other hand, I am not packed, my apartment is a mess, I still haven’t received my visa, and I have about 1,375 videos I should be filming for the YouTube. And yet I find myself typing away at the computer. Why? Because I like what I’m wearing. Funny how that works. In a to do list a mile long, my oasis is sharing this pretty flowy shirt to the world. Simple pleasures indeed.
(Jeans old Girlfriend cut from Torrid. Flats and shades from my Target trip today).
Everybody get your hands ready because we are about to drop an amazing rough of applause for 
Sometimes we simple isn’t boring, it’s special. Take for example this pink bodycon dress. It’s pretty ordinary. The cut is standard. However, in the right color with the right necklace this “simple” dress is extraordinary. It’s more than just a party dress, it’s a party statement.
I wanted this look to feel like I had just danced the night away and my super attractive living candy of a man had given me his coat to keep me warm. Of course we had coordinated before leaving the hours for festive fun. The matching shoes weren’t coincidental, they were a sign of our deep and passionate relationship and our fascination with the Asian trend of 
Today I 100%, most definitely did not want to leave my bed. No I wanted to remain nestled there and loved by the warm comfort of my down duvet and the pup plastered against my body. Gosh, I love having a canine portable heater. It’s the best. So good in fact that the idea of taking a shower and putting on pants or a skirts or a dress seemed all too much today. Simply, too much.
