Ramble On

Today was a rather slow day at work. I spiced it up a little bit by searching for this one handbag I saw a guest come in with that I totally loved.  Then I got to thinking about designers and brand-names and I also got to thinking about how it's been a long time since I had a date with fashion. I decided that I would go on a quest and today's particular search was centered on vintage couture. I managed to come across a bunch of awesome pieces on this website called thefrock.com and I decided that I would post some pictures and explain where I see these fitting into my fictitious ultra-fabulous millionaire life. The only kind of life where these clothes would have any kind of a place. Here we go: This little number would be used for cocktail parties at my super cool friends' houses and perhaps hitting a swanky club after. 1950 Norman Norell. Pierre Cardin circa 1960. This one I would definitely use for business meetings where I would show up looking impossibly chic, but also...

I just returned this evening from a missions trip just outside of Asheville, NC with my church and with four members of my small group of rising sophomore girls. We left on Sunday after church and drove for about 8 hours. My van had my girls, 4 freshmen boys and some junior girls. It was a long ride, and the younger ones were very excited. I tried to think of as many car games as possible, but I ran out of ideas pretty quickly. We played the game where you go around and each person says one word to contribute to telling a story. They made me die in every story, but I died in very creative ways. Once I was incinerated in a frog's uterus. Singing show tunes then became the entertainment of choice for the girls, which quickly put the rest of the bus on their iPods with pillows around their heads. We got their late, around 10pm, ate cold pizza, got a brief run down of our week, the next day's schedule and some of the rules. The living conditions were not bad considering other missi...