Busy Busy

This semester has been busy, busy, busy and so I haven't been able to devote as much time to blogging (or taking daily photos of outfits). Here is what I've had on recently:

This mod dress (left) was worn for a class presentation.

Dress: Forever 21 Necklace and Boots: Wet Seal

Tights: Target

The red and beige number (below) happen to be worn on the one spring-y day when the weather hit the upper 60s.

Red cardigan: Forever 21

Dress: Target

Tights: Target

Shoes: JcPenny's

Necklace and bracelets: Wet Seal

Lastly, is my V-day outfit (wrinkles from a long day of wear) with my new boots!

Red jumper: Target

Necklace: Old Navy

Earrings: Forever 21

Black Long Sleeve Tee: Rave

Shoes: Urban Original

Tights: Red from Target, Patterned Black from Forever 21

The thing of love most about this outfit are the tights (you can double click for close-up). And Urban Original is awesome if you're looking for cheap yet cute shoes. Free shipping if you spend more than $50. I wore these boots two days in a row, all day, and my feet and legs still feel great. I love them!

I also completely forgot it was Valentine's day since I have never been a fan of the holiday. But strangely enough I ended up festive anyway. In fact, in college I wrote this little op-ed rant about my hate of Vday for the school newspaper:

When did Valentine’s Day turn into National PDA Day?

As happy couples anticipate this coming Saturday, I can’t help but shudder at the thought of another Valentine’s Day. Sure, Anti-Valentine’s Day enthusiasts often cite the commercialization that has assailed the purity of this holiday. We’ve all heard it before, “Love can’t be bought. Why must America insist on selling it to the masses?” But as I see it, the real problem with this sugary-sweet celebration lies in those unabashed moments where couples can’t keep their hands off each other.

It’s bad enough that I can’t go bowling without seeing at least one couple kissing after every frame (or in the case of the other weekend, ass-slapping and tit-grabbing too). Why must I, and everyone else for that matter, be subjected to watch couples sucking face at every corner?

Well, not every corner. But for a holiday whose history originated with secret wedding ceremonies, I have often wondered how people became so open with their displays of affection. When did a peck on the cheek turn into deep tongue thrashing? Not only is it awkward to walk by what should be a private moment shared by two people, it’s simply disgusting in that Michael/Lisa Marie stage kiss way.

Yeah, I know what you PDA offenders are thinking right now. All you want to do is show the world that you are happily in love, and what day could be better than Valentine’s Day to declare you adoration for each other. But have you ever asked yourself what the significance is of the world knowing what your foreplay looks like? You can just as emphatically flaunt your love by holding hands or looking into each other’s eyes so intensely that you can’t help but smile. No one needs to see you make out to know that your relationship is genuine.

So, spare me the soft-core porn moment and get a room, so the rest of us can enjoy our roses, chocolates and little candy hearts without the fear of bumping into an awkward PDA moment.