Crossbody Bags

Two weeks ago when I went to California to run in a half-marathon, I spent a day at Disneyland*** and found myself wishing I had a crossbody bag to hold my stuff and keep me hands-free when I tooled about the park.

Had I been better prepared, I may have selected one of these:

Marc Jacobs

Marc Jacobs

Clare Vivier

Clare Vivier

Marc Jacobs

Marc Jacobs

Fossil

Fossil

Kate Spade

Kate Spade

Kate Spade

Kate Spade

This one’s too glam for a day at the amusement park, but it’s still pretty awesome:

Gucci

Gucci

Finally, here are my two favorites. The leather one is more laid-back whereas the nylon one basically will inspire envy in the other moms checking each other out while waiting in line for two hours to ride on “It’s a Small World.”

Frye

Frye

Prada

Prada

*** Yes. I went to Disneyland alone. My kids were at home with Spouse. Awful. I know. One of my good friends found this situation to be incredibly weird. I didn’t! I was killing time before the race. And FYI, you can get on just about any ride with barely a wait when you’re a single rider, not to mention being able to freely people watch and walk about the park without stopping every ten paces to buy a souvenir or take one of a zillion potty breaks. I recommend it. But note: It’s much easier to go to Disneyland solo as a Midwestern-y adult single female, than, say, a mustachioed middle-aged man with a windowless van.

Clown Face

This time of year, magazines and style websites everywhere seem to give the same boring advice when it comes to glamming it up for holiday parties and such.

Sparkly earrings! A sequined clutch! A bright red lip!

Ok, a few thoughts:

One, I usually don’t dig getting realllly dressed up in the middle of the freezing Minnesota winter. It totally goes against my grain to consider wearing something like a halter top and strappy heels under a knee-length down parka, a scarf (or two), a hat and mittens – because sometimes all of your fingers need to huddle together when it’s too cold for gloves.

Even if you can relatively strip down at the event, there’s bound to be a gust of arctic air that causes goosebumps from time to time and let’s also be honest: exposing pasty, dry winter skin (or orange fake baked skin, even worse) to the whole world is just impolite.

Second, getting dressed for formal events just feels like Grown Up Prom. No thanks.

And finally, no matter how many times I’ve tried, I cannot do a bright lip. Especially red, a color I don’t like in the first place. Hot pink? Yes, I love hot pink. And I really want to love a hot pink lip, and trust me, I’ve tried.

And failed.

The most recent experiment was “Happy Ending (#116)” by Marc Jacobs:

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Thank god I had the good sense to try it on at Sephora instead of plunking down $30 for something that would have quickly hit the trash can once I got home.

It’s just that every time I caught a glimpse of myself in the store mirror, I felt like a clown. A clown with whorish fuchsia lips.

So I’ll stick to gloss. I love lip gloss! And I have a sickening amount. As a resident, I was notorious for having 8 or so glosses stashed in my white coat at any given time. Stethoscope? Nope, sorry, I’ll have to borrow yours. Gloss? Check! Stat!

I’ll do separate post about my gloss affair in the future, but suffice it to say, my heart belongs to Bobbi Brown here, too. She makes so many great colors that it’s hard to pick a favorite, but right now “Pink Tulle” is it:

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“Pink Tulle” High Shimmer Gloss from Bobbi Brown

The photo doesn’t do the color justice. It’s subtle and would look great on anyone. Even over bright lipstick!