Karl Lagerfeld for Macy's

Hello lovies.  Sorry for not posting yesterday but I figured that instead of my regular pureridiculousness, you guys might actually like some real fashion related material.  So, since I am achieving my goal of interwebs stardom, I was graciously invited to preview the Karl Lagerfeld for Macy's line last night. Santina and I, along with some other very wonderful San Francisco bloggers spent the evening trying on the line, laughing and spending our hard earned cash.

Wearing: Dress: H&M.  Shoes: Sam Edelman.  Jacket: Ambiance.

I have to say, if you are at all interested in this line, you should definitely go and try on the clothes.  I hate to say it but the photos online do not do these clothes justice.  I really loved everything I tried on and felt so feminine and sexy in the dresses that I fell in love with.  Here are my favorite pieces from the collection:

Sorry this post isn't as funny or excited as my usual writing.  I just got cussed out by some asshat parking attendant and he totally ruined my day.  

MEAN PEOPLE SUCK AT LIFE!

Angie

THYMWYA's 2011 VMA Recrap.

 Hello people.  How are y'all hanging today?  I am absolutelyfabulous. Thanks for asking.  Soooo, I had a brillz idea about 30 minutes before the VMA's started last night that I would live tweet the whole event.  For those of you who don't follow me on Twitter, you probably should.  Sometimes I tweet some #sparklegemawesomeness stuff.  Anywho, I started a tradition of giving play-by-plays to pop culture during the Royal Wedding Recrap.  The twittersphere was abuzz last night for MTV's VMA's and you know your girl was all front and center and upinthemix for that.  So, in case y'all missed it, here is my twitterfeed, illustrated with crappy writing.  

I actually didn't tweet about Deena, but she looks like she tasted too much of that rainbow.  (That's a skittles reference, for those of you in boomboom reading.)

"WTTTTTFFFFFFFF?????!!!!!!! Nicky Minaj. You realize you aren't @ladygaga or an anime character, right. Nice MJ mask. #VMA"

"Ok. That's it. Nicky minaj is more bothersome on my life than Kimmy k."

"Kanye in a Canadian tuxedo. Shocker."

"C-breeZy as urkel. Saweeet! #vma"

"Gaga+Britney+beyonce= my trifecta of #sparklegemawesomness. Congrats to my girls. #vma"

"Just bought this because of beyonce: http://bit.ly/pIwPHf congrats on your bebe."

(PdotS: When contemplating which color to buy, I asked The Mister which color I should get.  He asked me how much they were and then said just buy both.  That, my friends, is why I love that man!)

"I'd be so pissed if I were sitting behind Katie perry's tetris piece? #VMA"

"Gaga+Brit=@THYMWYA wet dream"

"Makeoutttt!!!!! #vma"

Side note: I was totally perplexed as to why Ralph Macchio was performing "You & I", for like a full 45 seconds.  So, Gagaloo gets the photoshop treatment so you can understand how my brain works.

"Drake...ummm. Did you raid Charlie brown's closet? #youreana-hole. #vmas"

"@LilTunechi you're beautiful. Thx for singing our song but, let's get weird! #vma's"

Y'all know I am totally sideeying his flopariffic hand and Rebekkah Minkoff pants!!!!!

"4-4 bulldog my mf'in pet @lilTunechi #VMA's"

Ziggy was unimpressed...per usual.  I was all: "Ziggy, what is up with this paw on me, bro?"  He said: "Mom, I heard it's healthy for people of a particular poofy mass to sleep with their legs above their heart." To which I said: "Well, maybe you should lay off the 3 kongs of peanut butter, 4 cups of food, and 7 pupperoni's a day and maybe you wouldn't have to worry about where your feet are when you sleep." Zig said: "look you skinny biotch, shut your face or I will fart so bad it will clear this room and it will be only you to blame."  Ziggy wins!

Moonmen.

Angie

The Mister's Rules Friday - Shoe Shopping Edition

It's Friday, and Ladies and Gents, you know that means! The Mister is here and today we are bringing you something superduperamazing.  Not only is this a glimpse into our daily shenanigans, but this is the first vlog brought to you by The Mister.  Trust me on this one fools... IT'S EPICALLYAWESOME!

Let us know your thoughts.  If y'all like these we could do more.  What kinds of videos would you like to see us do? (Pervs, keep your thoughts to yourself!  This is a PG-13 show).  Also, do you have any questions or topics that you would like to know The Mister's point of view on?  Holla at us at: thymwya@gmail.com or via facebook or Twitter.

Slow Clap.

The Mister & Angie

What Is Making You Smile Thursday

Hooo-De-Hoooo!  It's Thursday.  The sun is shining.  That bastard Mercury went direct.  I have laughed more times than I can count today. I wore my birthday shoes to work in case I needed to do a flying roundhouse kick.  Clearly, someone woke up on the right side of the bed, and that someone is MEMEMEMEMEME!  Since I am the bestest bestie you could ever wish for, I am not going to keep the LOLZ to myself...It is What Is Making You Smile Thursday, after all!  Here is what is making us all smile.

Wearing: Vest: Old Navy (yes again!  and if you have a problem with it, I will battle you in a dance off in a parking garage.).  Shirt: Gap.  Jeans: Levi's. Shoes: Sam Edelman

First up.  I think I have found my new favorite Tumblr.  It's called Stealing Happy Hours and, I will tell you now, this person's gif and meme game is ON. POINT!  Here are some of my favorite gems:

Regular WIMYST contributor, Nessa gave me a double whammie, and wins the besties glitter bomb award for the following two videos.  The answering machine video is an actual message that was left on her home phone. 

Nessa swears that she has never stolen a newspaper from her neighbor...

Winner, winner arroz con pollo, goes to Chris E. for this thing, to which I have no words to describe...And apparently, neither does Arnold.

There you have it folks.  If you want to win internet fame, and my attention for about 3 minutes, be sure to hit me up with your submissions for What Is Making You Smile Thursday.

What What.

Angie

Happy Wednesday, folks.  So, I was 10000% correct and ended up jinxing SF into having not one, but two 3.suchandsuch earthquakes in the past 24 hours. I'm so hella Bay Area I didn't even feel them.  Which, actually, I am a little bummed out about.  I want to get my first one out of the way so at least I know what it feels like.  Right now, I kinda imagine it feels like riding a tractor...Don't ask how I know what that feels like.

Wearing: Pants: F21. Top: Y&I. Shoes: Steve Madden.  Scarf and Jacket: Ambiance.

Actually, I will just go ahead and tell you.  I used to take Agriculture as an elective my sophomore year in high school.  I raised a pig named Charlie and sold him to Oscar Meyer for $500 at the Strawberry Festival and I had a chubby rabbit named fatass that got 1st place at the Florida State Fair.  I can't remember what division, but I am thinking it was something floppy.  I learned how to kill every plant known to man, and vommed because of the smells every morning.  The one thing I really liked though was driving the tractor with my BFFEVVAH, Celina.  I am pretty sure all we did was tear the everlivinglife out of all the soil while wearing shortyshorts and tank tops like the pure non-whiskey tango people that we were.  

This little trip down memory lane has made me start thinking about doing that accent meme thing after having a gameday Gator drink so yall can hear how much of a positive influence California has been on my diction.   What would actually be really awesome is if I could get my Momma to Skype and do it with me.  The following exchange has happened on multiple occasions (this will be written phonetically)

Me: "Momma, what is that thing in the ground called that pumps water into the house?"

Mom: "A whale"

Me: "What's that big mammal that swims in the sea and spouts water out of his head?"

Mom: "A whale."

Me: "So they are the same thing?"

Mom: "Whale...."

PdotS: I wore this outfit on Sunday for some grilling, laughs, and celebrating Ziggy's birthday with Santina.  Please go check out her blog because not only is she one amazingly stylish chick, she is also funny as hell and like your girl, is not afraid to pack some box cutter style heat.  Go visit her and tell her I sent your fly self.

Pig Latin.

Angie

I'm On One

Alright alright alright...I am going to go ahead and apologize for the craptacular photos which are going to happen here for the next few days.  You see, the Cannon I typically use was snatched up by the worlds second biggest assclown and taken to Japan for an indeterminate amount of time.  When I found this out, you k now I was redhotpissed and yelled, "Doesn't he know I have a blog to run here!!!"  Yes, I am dead serious about myself like that, but y'all already know that.

Wearing: Blazer: H&M.  Dress: Collective Concepts.   Shoes: Piperlime.  Belt: Zara.

To all my East Coast readers...Ummmm. Wow. How do I not sound condescending here?...thinking.  thinking.  Meh, whatever.  I'm really sorry y'all got shaken up today but when my twitter feed filled up with stuff like: "OMG, I thought I was having a seizure." "I just got on all fours in a mini skirt in the park".  "Thank God Ryan Gossling is in NYC to save us all". I had to laugh.  Admittedly I have never felt an earthquake (that's what she said).  I'd probably just run around in a circle, reverting my "how to flee from an alligator training".  But y'all know that now you can't give us West Coasters crap when we put on boots and scarves in 50 degree weather.  Deal?  Deal.

Also, I kinda pictured a whole lot of this going on:

 PdotS: I know that I probably jinxed SF and we will now be startled out of bed in the middle of the night by the wrath of everything goodandholy.

No Whammies.

Angie

Been A Long Time, But I'm Back Around

Oh, kiddos.  Thanks for bearing with me over the past couple of days while I have been MIA.  I had an allergic reaction to a medication I had been taking and had to go to hospital and get my system flushed on Friday (aka, take 3 liters of fluid and peeyourfreakingface off for doctors).  Needless to say, it wasn't fun...However, now I feel like a bazillion bucks, except for the fact that I hatehatehate this outfit. It's basically an Overweight Unicorn Fart. Seriously, I want to yell at people not to look at me.  I will say however, that this photographed a lot better than I had anticipated.

Wearing: Dress: H&M.  Shirt: Zara.  Sweater: Forever21.  Boots: Steve Madden.

I am struggling with this look for a few reasons.  A:#sharkweek is right around the corner and has given me the sadmadblahs, which makes me go through 4 outfits every morning (which is highly effing annoying for a Monday morning.).  B: I feel bulky.  C: I picked the entirely wrong shoes for this look.  Anyways, this morning when I woke up, it was about 4 degrees outside and misting.  I just wanted to be warm so, I rationalized that it's basically winter here in SF so, layer up, and do a nice transitional outfit for the readers.  Well, that is what I get for thinking.  Do you ever leave the house and think "SOB!  Why didn't I pair this or that with this look?"  I even had to reach out to Victoria today so she could talk me off the horridlayerledge.  Seriously, I emailed her the following: "This ish is all wrong and I feel like a bulkya-hole who resembles a prairie school teacher who makes out with the staypuft man." 

I know that I am not the only woman who goes through this kind of thing.  So, don't sideeye me for being fussy and all #stylebloggerproblems on you.  FESS UP BFFFFFF's!  Tell me about a wardrobe decision that has gone sideways six ways to Sunday.   

I promisepromisepromise, I will bring you much better outfits for the rest of the week.  

Oh, and in case you were wondering WTH an overweight unicorn looks like, here you go:

Sparklegemfailureness.

Angie

What Is Making You Smile Thursday

OK dudes.  No outfit today because I don't like my outfit.  It's colder than a polar bears toenails outside, there is strep throat and mono surfing it's way through my office, and a million projects on my docket. So, I am forgoing the outfit, but I am sure you will all survive.  I have, however, done my fair share of surfing on the interwebs for you so, here is what I am offering in today's What Is Making You Smile.  

First and foremost, The Mister is marking the following off of my Fall Wishlist for me...You know I am doing the fullblownhappydance over it:

Gold and Citrus TL Bracelet

I think Kim Jong Il is now styling Justin Beiber.

The likeness is uncanny.

OK ladies and Queens...Hold onto your ovaries and tuckedinbits.  This winning submission comes from Bri.  We are just going to call the following video Womb Raider.

So, apparently Ryan Gossling sings, plays piano, and sidetalksings...with choirs of kids.  I don't care for the music, because this is more my style.  However, I can appreciate the swooniness of that Geeseface.

Finally, Nicole R wins the sparklegemprincess award for putting me on to happyplace.com.  I sucked my time away today by laughing at brainglitter like the following:

all images via Happy Place

OK, so there you have it pooh bears.  Another WIMYST full of webvom.  I will bring you an outfit tomorrow, and if you are all lucky,  The Mister will be here droppin knowledge.

DumbDumbDumb.

Angie

Truth Or Dare

Friends and pigeons, how are you all doing today?  I am doing better today than yesterday.  I still have a craycray headache, but that's ok.  I have learned that head trauma aint nothing to play around with.  

So, you know how we are all besties around here?  And since we are besties I tell you secrets.  And then since we are all the coolness you guys go and tell my secrets. And then I am ok with it, because mainly I embellish the mundane around here, because I can wordvom stubbing my toe into something hilarical?   Well, here is some honesttogod bloodbrothers truth.  The following picture is the first photo I have ever photoshopped on this blog, except to write things on my pics (i.e. pointing out my bird magnet or emphasizing the fact that Kim K. makes tranny shoes).

Wearing: Shorts: Old Navy.  Blazer: H&M.  Top: Forever 3.0.  Heels: Aldo.  Scarf: Coach.  Accessoreyz: MK & Anthropologie.

So it seems as though I need to become a lot more aware of my surroundings when taking my outfit photos.  Yesterday I was photobombed by the Bengal Tiger smizing.  Today, something much much worse happened.  You see, when I was picking my photos today, I was super happy with how this outfit turned out and the photos were great because I got one of my fave photogs back. Then my world came crashing down...I was all "ZOMGZOMGZOMG, there is a person taking a dump in the background of my favorite pictures!!!!!!!!!"  I have a lot of readers from Canada, the midwest, and the Bible Belt (as well as my precious Catholic grandmother).  I obviously can't get all dirtbaggrimey and show you how absolutely vom inducing SF can be.  Freaking Tony Bennet has us all thinking you can leave your heart here, and it's all golden gates, tiny cable cars, and flowers in your hair.  Well, unicorn lovers, it's not.  I have to jump over landmines everysinglesolitary day.  I will be talking to The Mister on the phone while I am walking and dry heave.  He will say, "Oh, you must be in the Tenderloin".  Anyways, I did what any good style blogger with a gaggle of talented art directors at her disposal would do...I cleared someones schedule and said, "Photoshop that lady taking a crap out of this amazeballs picture.  Thanks."

So there you have it.  I would rather be honest and tell you that I doctored up a photo so that I don't completely freak anyone out or offend a reader...See how much I love your guts!  Also, just because people put their best face on in a blog doesn't mean their whole lives are that sunny...Except for mine, because my life is all glitter and rainbows, bizzles.

Don't whiz on the electric fence.

Angie

Step By Step

What's good freaks and geeks?  Oh, ya know, the sameoldsameold over here... It's all glitterbombs, unicorns, rainbows and world domination.  The usual. I did forget to take my b-12 today (aka, my funny pills) and then I over-caffinated in order to compensate.  It has basically backfired in my facepiece because now I have a headache that makes me want to run full force into a brick wall for the second day in a row.  I did take quite an intense spill on Sunday night and cracked my head so, that may have something to do with it too.  That's right.  I was #reverseplanking on my kitchen stools.  You can all imagine how that turned out.  I am bruised from head to toe (literally...hence the pants today).  The Mister heard a loud crash and yelled "ANGIE!!!!!  WHAT DID YOU DO!!!!" from the other room.  Luckily he scooped me up and made sure I was in tact before joining me and the roomie for a good laugh.  When a co-worker asked me about my weekend, I said, "oh it was great.  Made paella.  Busted my ass on my marble floor.  I am a little concussed...NBD." Moral of the story, I am a really fun person to have at dinner parties.  

Wearing: Vest: Old Navy.  Tank: Forever 3.0.  Jeans: Paige.  Shoes: Steve Madden.  Tucan Sam: H&M

So, you know what is pure sparklegemawesomeness?  When things start going really great and you think your all sorts of fabuloussparkles, like a honeybadger with a side of don't a ish, your friends will bring your happyhappyjoyjoy self back to reality.  As much as you want to think you are a bonafide badass, you always have that one person who is all "No, uh-uh, bizzle."  So, here I am all, hangin' tough in my outfit photos today, and The Bengal Tiger decides it would be a good time to hop in and pose for our band photo.  At least he knows his role and isn't encroaching on my divaness.  Still though, what...a jerk.

You Got The Right Stuff...Baby

Angie

Happy B-day Ms. Ciccione

Happy Monday Sugarmuffins.  I trust you all had a great weekend.  Summer finally showed it's pretty little face around SF this weekend, and as promised, I pulled out my cheapest accessory: My legs. Dear Summer, stay a spell.   Have some sweet tea with me.  I will make sure to appreciate you as much as I can.  We can even hardfrench if you want. 

I couldn't be bothered by wearing anything today but cotton and linen and keeping it super simple.  It's going to be a late night tonight so, I want to say as comfy and cool as possible.  Some of my besties are in town from NYC, and there is not any better reason to act like little KIM and drop it low on a Monday night and basically quiet storm our lives away.

Wearing: Shorts: H&M.  Vest: C&C California.  Tank: T by Alexander Wang.  Shoes: Jessica Simpson. Jewrriess: MK & Marc Jacobs.

Y'all.  Guess what today is? It is my #1 fashion ispo's 53rd birthday.  That faghag, Madonna Ciccione is celebrating being 5.3, and can we all just adress the fact that she hasn't had any "surgery".  BIIIIOOOOTCH, you haven't moved your forehead since 1993.  Go do some more yoga kaballah.  If that is what it takes, to look like THAT, I am all over it!  

Anyone else's BS-ometer going through the roof?  

Vogue.

Angie

Kim Is Trying My Nerves! - August Edition

Oh Snapple.  I haven't done one of these in a really long time.  Friday's are definitely still dedicated to The Mister (so everyone chill out.) but, I have a monthly bone to pick with Kim Kardashian (Vic, this has nothing to do with #sharkweek). I know there are a lot of new peeps, so let me bring you up to speed.  When I first started this bliggityblog, I joined Shoe Dazzle as a joke because one of my FBfrenemies invited me to.  I was all, "well, I like Kimmy K, and she is a professional stylist, so, I will let her pick out shoes for my Queenself. " Basically, this was the biggest mistake I have made, since I invested all my money in sororistute gear like this in 1999.  I ended up feeling like Kim thought that I was a full blown tragictrannymess (maybe I am a little bit).  Regardless, I don't need some bigbootyho that only got famous for having sex with Brandy's brother to rub it in my face and then ask me to fork over 40 bones for it.  So, I did what any good blogger would do, I took screengrabs of her craptacular shoes picked specifically for me and I got all Trampa on her.  These are some super classic THYMWYA posts, so, I encourage you to check them out here, here, and  here.

UGHHHHH!  Kim...Gurrrrrrl.  Just because you have a rock bigger than your frontal lobe on your finger, and psoriasis all over your body (which I am actually really sorry about), doesn't mean that you can halfstep it when it comes to picking out shoesies.  I mean, I know you have to hawk Carls Jr, Quiktrim, Skechers, hair removal systems for all your fur, and a platinum wedding to plan but what the hell girl?  You need Jesus to take the wheel on this one.  These are just totally tragic for the most part and make me want to shove bamboo shoots in my nail beds.  

Why are you so positive about yourself with these pink heels?  This is like the trashbag version of Loubs.  ANNNNNNNND,  Why does that vommedout "dash" have a lip that looks like it can double as an ice skate?  VOMVOMVOM all over your face Kimberly.

The only ones I may consider are Nanette.  I am just afraid of the quality, which I am sure is worse than Wet Seal, and will probably break within 5 minutes of me putting it on.

BLECH.  To all of these.  I wouldn't wear those purple and blue concoctions no matter how many rhinestones you put on them.  Those are the anti-sparklegemawesomeness.  I also knew that this slore wasn't going to pass up the monthly opportunity I give her to throw in some streetwalker shoes for me....So, she thought Dahlia was a good look?????   Seriously, there are unicorns all over the world crying rainbows right now because of this crap.  

WHATEVS.

Angie

What Is Making You Smile Thursday

Happiest of Thursday's to you, hellcats.  I am smiling like a cheshire cat because I just got a new computer.  Do you all smell that?  It's brand new MacBook Pro allupinyourface!!!!!!  Glitterbomb!  

Alright, as my old creative director used to say "no time for jibba jabba".   I got some real award winning smile ish for you today.  AKA Youtubery, and gifgarbage.

Wearing: Skirt: J.Crew.  Top & Vest: Old Navy.

So, this came across my interwebs this week.  I have to tell you that this dude is way more intense than me at karaoke, and I take my Journey very very seriously.

Wanna know why I bigpuffyhearts you all?  Because whilst I am watching Shark Week last week, an awesome reader, Kristine sent me the following picture:

Kristine, you win reader of the century, and I will send you your baby unicorn in the mail.  Hopefully USPS doesn't off him by Ace Ventura style kicking him down the hallway.

Finally, one of my regular WIMYST winners, Lori B gif'ted me this classicness.  

CHUUUNNNNNK!

Angie