Tastefully Trendy

A life and fashion blog by Sarah Beth

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Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Happy Halloween, y’all! I think we’ve discussed my love for Halloween before, but ever since college, I’ve been pretty into the holiday.

I wasn’t allowed to celebrate it growing up, so maybe I just have a lot of pent up Halloween spirit. Or maybe it’s simply that who doesn’t like costume parties? You get to flex your creative muscles, be whomever you want to be, and have an automatic conversation starter with literally every person. It’s the best.

I’ve also become a huge DIY-snob over the years. But just at Halloween. Every other time of the year, I’d much rather pay a professional then to get crafty. But, come October 1, I get the urge to scour Pinterest, buy fabric, and use a glue gun. And I firmly believe that if you don’t make your costume, it doesn’t really count…

But, sometimes, my vision isn’t QUITE achieved. This year was one of those years. I thought I could convert my well-loved, perennially-useful tutu into a skirt for Dorothy, and technically I did. But, I still kinda felt like I was the love child of Dorothy and Cherry Merry Muffin. (Side note: I referenced Cherry Merry Muffin to someone younger than me the other day, and they did not know what I meant. If you are in that category, please enlighten yourself here. And please do not tell me, because it makes me feel very old, even though I can still distinctly smell the doll in my head.)

Anyway…a friend asked me if I had sewn my costume myself, and I was very flattered by that question because I actually used staples, fabric glue, and velcro. But, it held together for the evening, and I did get a few compliments on the look.

My philosophy on costumes is always to give them a bit of a SB spin…I’m not a purist. So, the cropped, off-the-shoulder top achieved that goal for me.

My favorite parts of the costume, though, were tied between my shoes (obviously. These were red pumps I already had, and I bought the bows from Etsy and glued them to binder clips (my mom’s creative idea)); my hair – it turned out perfectly Dorothy; and my lipstick. I had seen some glitter lipstick on Pinterest that I was obsessed with, and while mine wasn’t QUITE as glittery as I’d envisioned, I think the results were still pretty

So there you have it. Whenever I make a project like this, it gives me hope for my future children. With a little hot glue and Google, Mommy might actually be of some help to them in their school projects.

As is my custom, let’s also take a quick walk through some costumes of yesteryear – because I like reliving them, and if any of you are new (or even if you’re not), maybe you’ll enjoy them, too. Specifically, let’s look at all the ways my hand-made tulle tutu has served me well.

Cinderella – my first use of the tutu. At my party last week, I saw another girl who was a tutu-d Cinderella. She looked cute, but, I wanted to give her some pointers, as she wasn’t wearing gloves or a headband. It’s all in the details.

A couple years later, I resurrected my tutu for what is probably my favorite costume of all time – the Tooth Fairy. Again, the details are what get me on this one – peep my toothbrush crown, the wings, my tooth wand, and even a little pouch for the teeth. It was the most fun to create, and lots of moms of little children asked to take my picture.

Three times might be the max on my blue tutu, but I’m not sure if I’ll ever wear a costume that doesn’t involve tulle in someway. I’m already thinking ahead to next year, and some options include Glinda (keeping with the Wizard of Oz theme); Little Red Riding Hood; and Tinkerbell. All of which could – and likely would – include a tutu, as well.

What about you? Did you/will you dress up this year? What was your favorite costume of all time? Do you feel as obligated to use tulle as I do? I’d love to hear from you!

<3,
SB

thank u, next

Happy New Year, everyone!

In the spirit of not making resolutions I won’t keep, I’m going to stop promising how often I’ll have a new blog post. I get embarrassed when I don’t live up to my own expectations, so the new rule is, I’ll write when I have something to say. Or a really great outfit to feature.

Also in the spirit of the new year, and of Ariana Grande, I thought it might be fun to take a trip down memory lane. Reflecting on the past can sometimes be a great way to head into the future.

Unless you’ve been trapped in a fallout shelter for the past month or two, you’ve probably heard Ariana’s new song, “thank u, next.” It has spawned countless memes and an epic music video that took the social media world by storm for a full 24-48 hours.

The basic premise of the song is Ariana looking back on all of her past relationships and reflecting on the good they brought her and the lessons she learned. She ends by talking about focusing on herself and being grateful for all the ways she’s grown, even through difficulties.

Of course, in true 2019 pop star fashion, the song is full of profanity and teenage slang (I honestly don’t see how it’s possible that she’s over the age of 15). However, I really like the sentiment – the idea of looking for the good in all of our life circumstances, including the painful ones.

Can I really say “I’m so [edited] grateful for my ex” about every guy I’ve dated? I’d have to think pretty hard about that. But, I can at least highlight a few:

Thank u, next:  To my grad school guy – thank you for being the reason I made a lifelong friend. There’s nothing like common relationship drama and young T. Swift music to bring two early-20s girls together and make them inseparable for life. Also, thank you for shoveling my snow.

Thank u, next: To the guy I went out with a few times when I was 23 – you prompted me (quite unknowingly on your part, I’m very sure) to refocus my life and reprioritize my relationship with God. My twenties may have looked a lot different had I not known you.

Thank u, next: To the guy I went out with a few times when I was 26 – thanks to you, I went on a 10 month Man Fast, and it was the single best spiritual undertaking in my life thus far.

Thank u, next: To Hot Trainer. We never actually dated at all, but you showed me what respect looked like at a time when I’d experienced very little of it. And you set an impossible standard for text response time with which no man has ever been able compete.

Thank u, next: To the guy from Ohio. I freaked out a little on you. Sorry about that. Thank you for being nice and letting me get it out of my system on you, so no one else need experience it.

Thank u, next: To my chiropractor. Whenever I want someone to think I’m funny, I tell our story, and they always do. Also, you fixed my back, so I appreciate that.

Thank u, next: To the lawyer. We’ll always have Whytheville.

Thank u, next: To the Navy SEAL I went out with that one time. Thank you for helping me realize that it was possible for a man of your caliber to be interested in a girl like me. I’m also glad I can someday tell my grandchildren that I dated a SEAL (you’ll forgive me if I embellish the story a little).

Thank u, next: To Bradley Cooper. You raised my standards permanently and helped me realize what I’m really looking for. And it snowed in Chattanooga in March, which was pretty magical, if you think about it.

Thank u, next: To all the military men I’ve ever dated – thank you for teaching me about your jobs and war zones and the insiders’ scoop on international relations, and for answering my questions about the 2nd Amendment and whether or not we should even be in said war zones. Also, thank you for serving and looking so good in that uniform (heart eyes emoji x 10).

Thank u, next: To everyone else – to the first dates who I genuinely enjoyed talking to, thank you for good conversation. To the first dates that were a little painful, thank you for taking the risk, anyway. To the ones who didn’t ghost me, thank you for being honest, even when it’s awkward. To the ones who did ghost me, thank you for helping me strengthen my own skills at having difficult conversations.

I don’t know what 2019 will bring me, but if I can keep looking for the good, perhaps it’ll all turn out just fine, no matter what.

I do know that 2019 will certainly bring me new clothes, even as I’ve been watching Tidying Up and throwing out tons of old ones (to be fair, I read the book a few months before the series came out and had already begun the process).

But here are a couple of 2018 outfits that will remain in my closet, as they definitely spark joy:
I’m not 100% sure that this dress wasn’t intended to be an “Ugly Christmas Dress” – it’s pretty loud and velvety… But, I love it and proudly wear it, unironically.

Poinsettas are a Christmas flower, of course, but I may still wear this dress into January, as it doesn’t have any Santas or trees on it – I think I can get away with it. It’s just a shame to only wear something you like so much during one month of the year. The next dress was my New Year’s Eve dress. My expectations for NYE are always way too high, and I’m usually disappointed. But, I love the hope found in a fresh start – and the sparkles, of course.

Lest you think I skipped my sequins this year in favor of a more subtle sparkle, please look more closely at my shoes. Sequins will forever have my heart.
I hope you all enjoyed your holidays and are expectant about the new year. Perhaps you might also take a lesson from Ariana (words I would never have expected to come from my mouth) and reflect on some of the past seasons in your life – good and bad – to see how you’ve grown because of them. And, let’s pledge to ourselves to continue to look for that good in every situation we encounter in the new year.

<3,

SB

Tastefully Trendy: Halloween Edition

In honor of the occasion, my Tastefully Trendy Tuesday post is, well, on Wednesday. Maybe next week I’ll be back on the wagon, guys.

I was not allowed to celebrate Halloween as a kid. Sure, we went to Harvest Festivals at church, but I never once trick or treated, and I really have no memories of dressing up. If I did, it was at church as an angel or Bible character – so, basically, I wore a bathrobe. My mom was always good about making sure we still had candy like all the other kids, but costumes just weren’t a thing.

Maybe that’s why I enjoy them so much as an adult. My college town had a huge block party every year for Halloween (no joke, Little Richard played one year!), and hundreds of kids would trick or treat down the pretty avenue across the street from campus. It was just so fun, I quickly became hooked.

As an adult, I still don’t see the point in dressing up like a witch or goblin or something evil. Or something ugly, for that matter. No judgment if that’s your thing – I just would like to take every opportunity to be something I (probably) never actually could be in real life, but would like to be, if given the chance: a princess, a fairy, a mermaid. Something beautiful and glamorous.

And for some reason, I feel strongly that buying a costume is cheating. I don’t know where this idea came from. I’m not a crafty person; usually if someone says “you can just make it yourself”, I get anxiety. But at Halloween, I transform into the queen of tulle and hot glue and fabric adhesive. And surprisingly, my creations usually turn out pretty well.

Before I unveil this year’s costume (which, if you follow me on instagram and watched my story this weekend will be a little anticlimactic), let’s take a walk down memory lane…

2014:

This year was the first that I really got into my costume making. I’d dabbled before, but never had I bought so many disparate pieces and had a true vision for how my outfit was going to look. As with any Halloween costume, you have to make it “sexy”. But, because I’m still me, I wanted to keep it classy, too. So here is my version of Cinderella.

The secret to Halloween costumes is the details, I think. Obviously, this is not a literal interpretation of Cinderella, but thanks to my choker, headband, gloves, and the color blue (and some bangs that were unfortunate in the grand scheme of my life, but perfect for this costume), every girl knew who I was. Almost zero men did – ha!

Also, not Halloween, but one year I did a Cinderella photo shoot with my very talented friend Julianne, and I’m still obsessed with those pictures. So, here are two of those just for fun:



2015:

In 2015, I’d moved to Nashville literally three days before Halloween (y’all, I’ve been here 3 years now!). My bestie and her then boyfriend (now husband) came up to visit and she and I went together as a construction worker and her stud finder (get it?!). I liked our costume together, but no one really realized we were a “couple”, and kept complimenting her on her costume independently. Oh well – you win some, you lose some.

2016:

In 2016, I discovered the glue gun, and my life was forever changed. I don’t know why I’d never used a glue gun before – I’d seen my mom use one a billion times and they are remarkably easy to use. But, I guess the motivation was lacking until my tooth fairy costume.

I reused my Cinderella tulle tutu (which I’d made, by the way – thanks, Pinterest!), but again, the beauty of this costume was in the details. My tooth wand and the toothbrush crown (the crown was really my favorite part), plus my Dollar Tree wings were enough for several moms to stop me on the street for pictures to send to their kids.

2017:

Last year, I didn’t have any party invitations, so I didn’t plan a costume. I will never make that mistake again – something almost always comes up at the last minute.

In this case, I had just started dating a guy who was going with all of his buddies as the Disney Princesses. I wanted to go along with the theme, but not compete with it. He was Snow White, so I decided to be a (generic) dwarf. Y’all, I put this costume together with about 12 hours notice, and I was pretty proud of my quick work. I already had the hat, romper, and booties, so I just needed some buttons and a lantern and I was ready to go (or, hi-ho, if you will).

2018:

And now we arrive at the present, and I may have outdone myself this year. The amount of time and money I invested into this costume was probably not justified by the 3 hours I actually wore it, but it was so much fun for me to create, and one very inebriated gentleman did kiss me on the cheek and say that he loved that I wasn’t basic, which is about the highest compliment anyone could give me.

With no further ado, I present – the Mermaid!

 This tasteful” mermaid look was inspired by a picture on Pinterest, but honestly, y’all, I didn’t know until literally the minute I put it on if it would work at all. I was so pleased with how it did. Naturally, I already owned the tank top and the skirt (actually, the skirt is what originally originally inspired the mermaid idea). I bought a seashell bra on Amazon and painted it with glitter glue to match the tank. Then, I embellished it with rhinestones and seashell sequins, and finished off the skirt with some tulle and adhesive tape (which didn’t work as well as I’d hoped. I reinforced it with safety pins, but you can trace where I went in Nashville by following the tulle trail). I had no idea, though, that the tulle would flare out a little like it did, which made the costume even more perfect.

And, let’s talk about my mermaid makeup because I was pretty impressed with myself. Lots of highlighter, lots of glitter, turquoise winged eye shadow, and lavender frosty lipstick. I would have liked the eye shadow to be a little more pronounced, actually, but I didn’t want to buy bolder turquoise eye shadow to wear one time, so I made do with what I had.

So, there you have it: 5 years, 5 costumes, and lots of creative fun! My favorite is either the mermaid or the tooth fairy – those details just get me!

What was your favorite costume that you’ve worn? Do you believe in making or buying your costume? Were you allowed to celebrate Halloween as a kid, or did you have a childhood like mine? Let’s discuss!

<3,

SB

 

SB and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Date

I’ve had a suspicion for a long time that my fashion posts really weren’t the most interesting to many of you. Although the original purpose of my blog was to talk about clothing and trends, my audience (aka, you guys. My friends.) seemed to prefer the juicier topics. Based on the fact that about 200 people read my post about weight loss, and only 30 read the following week’s post about casual apparel…I’d say my suspicion was right (shout out to you hard core 30!).

So, in the interest of giving the people what they want, let me tell you about the worst date I have ever been on.

One of the conversation topics that often gets brought up on first dates, particularly if you’ve met the person online, is dating horror stories. And I’ve heard some doozies. Men especially seem prone to being catfished, whether in the more innocent form of a girl using older pictures with good angles, or the more absurd cases where a girl flat-out uses someone else’s pictures.

But I’d always felt a little boring when this topic came up. Either because I’m a pretty good judge of character and weed out the weirdos before I meet them, or because I genuinely enjoy talking to strangers, most of my dates have been pleasant. Pleasant, while not “good”, does not make for an interesting story.

Well, at least until a few months ago…

It started out like any normal Bumble date. We agreed on a specific public location (that I picked, because he was from Bowling Green – an hour and 15 minutes away).

Side note: it seems very flattering when a guy is willing to drive any distance more than 30 minutes to meet me for the first time. But I’ve learned that this should be a warning sign when we’ve only talked for a day or two.

Anyway, we met and I could tell immediately that it wasn’t going anywhere, but we were there, so might as well make the best of it. He told me that I was his first Bumble date, which I was totally fine with. I actually am always kinda happy for guys who have me as their first date from an app – I will be nice to them and I pretty much look like my pictures. If nothing else, it’ll at least be a positive first-date experience. (Side note 2: I told this to another date once, and he said I was the Bumble Mother Theresa, so if you guys want to start calling me that, too, I’m cool with it).

The date was fine. He had two Bud Lights with dinner, and we walked around town for a while after (because dinner ended too quickly for me not to feel guilty sending him all the way back to Bowling Green). At some point, he said that he couldn’t really read me, but I didn’t seem NOT interested. I took great pride in this because, while I was definitely not interested, at least I was nice enough that he didn’t feel like I hated him.

When we finally got back to our cars, he kissed me – and let me assure you guys, hard to read or not, that was NOT the vibe I was giving off. I then got in my car and drove the 15-20 minutes back to my house.

So far, this was a pretty par for the course poor date. Nothing noteworthy, just not good.

And then I got the call.

Literally as I was pulling into my driveway, buddy called me to say that he’d been pulled over and the cop could smell alcohol on his breath.

To save you from scrolling backwards, I’ll remind you of his drink order – two Bud Lights. He was a 34 year old, normal-sized, adult male. Two Bud Lights and somehow the cop could smell them.

Well, spoiler alert, fortunately, he didn’t get a DUI, but the cop wouldn’t let him leave unless someone came to pick him up. But, since he lived in Bowling Green, there weren’t that many people he could call. So, I turned my car back around to get him.

At this point, my niceness was wearing thin, and so was my patience. When I arrived where his truck was parked, he got in my car and said, “I hope you don’t think this was a line.” With no sympathy whatsoever in my voice, I replied, “Of course I don’t think this was a line. It would literally be the worst line in history.”

I wasn’t sure what we could do for an hour while he “sobered up”. He suggested we could just go back to my place, which I FLATLY vetod and suggested instead that we just go walk around some more.

After about an hour of walking, I took him back to his car and he drove back to Kentucky. I drove back to my home and hoped he never texted me again.

But, the next day, he did text me – only to say that while I seemed nice, he just didn’t think it was going to work out.

Y’all – HE dumped ME!

I let him save face, though, because there was no point in making him feel more embarrassed, and I didn’t want to see him again, anyway. So, all’s well that end’s well. And, as the silver lining, I finally have a really good worst-date story to share. Added bonus that it’s at least a safe worst-date story – despite his repeated efforts to kiss me, I really don’t think he was creepy or meant me any harm. He was just really green when it came to dating and had no idea idea what he was doing.

I don’t remember what I wore to meet that guy, but here are a couple outfits I have worn or would wear on dates:

I love this dress for its elegant simplicity. I almost always pair it with gold accessories and makeup and feel like a Greek goddess every time. The perfect summer dinner date outfit.

This one is good for a day date. I actually wore these shorts on one of my favorite dates, but that was in the summer. To make them a little more appropriate for a 90 degree fall day, I swapped my white off the shoulder top for a peach sweater-T (I wish I had had a rust orange top, but you make do with what you’ve got) and my sandals for booties. I think it works.

So there you have it – my worst date story. It’s probably not the craziest story I’ve ever heard, to be honest, but it’s definitely the craziest that has ever happened to me. Do you have any that top that? What’s your worst date – or the worst you’ve heard of? I hope you’ll comment because these stories are my favorites!

<3 ,
SB

Self-Care: Part 1 – The Importance of Self-Care

In relaunching my blog, there were bound to be some bumps in the road. First up: I’m not yet back in the habit of taking intentional pictures of my outfits (nor of waking up early enough to do so). However, I did get my camera and tripod out, charged the battery, and found my SD card, so we’re definitely making some progress.

In the meantime, here is another mirror selfie. I wore this outfit to see Bobby Bones’ comedy show on Saturday. Essentially, I just took myself on a date. After reading last week’s post, a very thoughtful and generous friend gave me the ticket, and I drove myself, sat by myself, and bought myself a drink. I really didn’t need to dress up to impress myself, but that’s never stopped me before.On a related note, did I wear neon orange to draw Bobby’s attention? Yes. 100 percent. Did it work? Not at all.

Nevertheless, thank you to my friend for the ticket – it was so very appreciated. And if my writing ever inspires any of the rest of you to give me things, please know that you are more than welcome to do so.

On my last post, my friend Sarah asked if I would talk about some of my self-care routines. First of all, thank you, Sarah, for the suggestion. I love when a friend recommends a new topic! Second of all, yes, I think self-care is a natural extension of my blog, as really, fashion is a part of taking care of yourself. Almost every contestant ever on What Not to Wear was someone who “was so busy taking care of other people, she didn’t have time to worry about herself.” (Side note: my friends and I used to spend significant amounts of time day dreaming about how to make ourselves look shabby enough for an extended period of time to qualify for the $5,000 shopping spree in New York with Stacey and Clinton. We never got very far.)

The point is, when you look good, you feel good, which impacts your confidence and overall demeanor. This affects, in turn, how other people perceive and receive you. So, while fashion may seem unimportant in the grand scheme of things – and, compared to starving children or drug trafficking, perhaps it is – it certainly has its place of significance in our lives.

Of course, fashion is just one part of self-care, and over the next few weeks, we’ll look at some different aspects. For now, though, this post is long enough, and I have reached the stage of life where I use 5 different products on my face every night, so I need to start the long nocturnal process. Please let me know if you have any other topics you’d like me to discuss – on self-care, or otherwise – and have a great week!

<3,

SB

 

 

Long Time, No See!

It’s been a while, y’all. When I went on my blogging break a little over a year ago, I wasn’t sure what the future held for Tastefully Trendy. Would I be back a week later? A month? Would I ever be back? Would anyone care either way?

Well, a few weeks ago, at least 30 of you voted in an Instagram poll that you’d like to see me back, which is way more validation than I needed. So, let’s dive right in. Here’s a look at my life since July 10, 2017 – by the numbers:

414 – approximate number of days I’ve been MIA.

8+ – pairs of shoes I’ve bought in that time period

Innumerable – Target trips

2: low-key celebs I’ve met and tried to slide into their DMs

0: times I’ve been successful


(Bobby Bones and John Crist – it’s not too late to get back to me!)

5: days spent on a beach trip to Pensacola

10: pairs of shoes I packed for said beach trip

Countless: hours it took to pack for same beach trip. Still the worst packer ever, guys.

1: Navy SEALs I’ve gone on a date with

1: Navy SEALs I’ve instantly fallen in love with (spoiler alert: San Diego and Nashville are too far apart.)

2: exes who got engaged this summer

0: chiropractors I’ve hit on

409: days I’ve been grateful to live in Nashville (I subtracted the days I was at the beach, let’s be real.)

So, as you can see – not a lot has changed. I still love clothes and going on dates and my church choir. I still waffle between being hopeful and feeling discouraged about my life trajectory – sometimes even simultaneously. And, I still hope that my little blog is both fun and encouraging to those of you who read it. Thank you so much to all of you – your existence is good for my soul.

I’m still not sure what the future holds for Tastefully Trendy. For now, I’m thinking a weekly post might be both attainable and enjoyable for me. We’ll see. In the meantime, here are my vacation outfits – even more poorly edited than usual because I took them with my phone, in a mirror. But, I left on my Snapchat captions for your reading pleasure.

Honestly, y’all, my stomach is not my greatest feature, so this is as much crop as I dare. On a related note, I’m 33 years old.

This last outfit I did not wear on vacation, but I bought it and took it with me on vacation, and I love it, so it’s a bonus.

Thank you all for reading and encouraging me to come back. Please feel free to leave comments, and let me know if you have anything you’d like me to talk about – fashion or otherwise. Or, just say hey. Have a good week!

<3,
SB

NYE 2017

Well, we have arrived in 2017, y’all! I’m excited for the new year, as I am every January. I don’t have anything in particular that I know will happen this year – but I have hopes for lots of good things!

One of those good things is to grow this little blog of mine. I love it so much, and I’ve heard from many of you who read it, that you love it, too. (Thank you for that!)

To that end, I’ve launched a new Instagram account, dedicated solely to all things fashion. I’ve long thought hashtagging my way to a wider audience was the best method of growth for me, but I didn’t want to annoy other friends who aren’t as interested in that aspect of my life.

Now, I don’t have to worry about irritating those people, while I can also focus on meeting more insta friends who share my interests!

So, if you’re in the not-likely-to-be-annoyed category (as you probably are, if you’re reading this), please feel free to add me: Tastefully Trendy. Should be pretty easy to remember.

Now, to the matter at hand. New Year’s Eve! In my adult life, NYE has become one of my favorite holidays – in part, because it is such an optimistic night. In full reality, because I get to wear sequins.

This year, I couldn’t find ANYTHING shiny in stores. I guess I waited too late and all the sparkles sold out. So, I was forced to wear one of the three sequin skirts I already owned…and I actually was very pleased with the result.

dsc_0029-2Off-the-shoulder: check. Choker: check. Cute furry hot pink clutch (that’s actually an Ipsy makeup bag): check. And of course, sequins and shiny shoes: check and check!!

Here’s a close-up of the off-the-shoulder detail (and my makeup! My secret is great highlighter and NYX’s matte setting spray!).

1-nye-off-the-shoulderAnd the rest of the outfit (sans ring, because I forgot to take a picture of that).

1-nye-sequinsSadly, one of those cute pearl earrings were a casualty of the evening. I somehow still had the back, but the pearl itself was nowhere to be seen (insert sobbing emoji). Oh well. On a happier note, can we talk about how good my new camera is? I mean, look at those silver shoes sparkle!

Did you all have a good New Year’s Eve? Any fun plans? My party was Y2K themed, so you know it was amazing. I hope yours was, too, and that it sparkled and shined with all the magic and promise of a new year! Send me your outfit pictures – I’d love to see your shimmer!

2016 Rewind

Well, I’ve basically taken the month of December off of this little blog, but don’t you worry – I’ve been thinking of ways to grow it, and I’m excited about 2017!  (Please note, I think I say this every year, but I mean it this time. Really!)

I’ll talk more about all of that when we actually get to 2017, but as we wind down this crazy year (frankly, I’ve had a fantastic year, but I’ll be respectful of those who hated 2016 and not rub it in), I thought it would be fun to do a little year-end review of Tastefully Trendy.

Thanks to Google Analytics, I know that y’all really like when I wax inspirational, particularly when I talked about entitlement and being content in any circumstances, and when I reflected on God’s faithfulness to me over my first 6 months in Nashville.

You also really like stories about my dating life. My awkward dating proposition to my chiropractor came in as my 2nd most read post of the year, and my woeful tale of the Bradley Cooper look alike that I almost dated apparently made quite a lot of people feel sorry for me (incidentally, he and I started talking again. And he read that post…  But, those are stories for another time.).

As far as strictly fashion posts were concern, this maxi skirt won the day, and is one of my favorite pictures I’ve ever taken of myself. I billed it as such, which might be part of the reason it was so popular.

1 - blue blouse maxi skirtYou all celebrated my first day of work at the Country Music Hall of Fame, and allowed me to be one more voice in the post-election chatter, which really, might have been the biggest grace of all.

So, thank you, friends for such a great year in my little blog world. It means so much to me that you share in my life in this way, and all of your encouragements, kind words, laughs, and “likes” on facebook brighten my day every time.  Here is to a fantastic 2017 for all of us, filled with more successful dating experiences than awkward ones, inspirational words and events, and, of course, great fashion! <3

And just for fun, here are a few more outfits from the year that I just really liked.

My killer 80’s party look:

1 - 80s neon with makeupWhen I celebrated my birthday in sequins. Naturally.

1 - sequin skirt, blanket scarfI combined black and yellow and DIDN’T HATE IT!!

1 - black and yellowBad camera, great outfit (and makeup, TBH).

1-denim-jacket-floral-dress And of course, when I wore sequins to work like NBD.

1 - chambray and sequinsOh, and I was on TV one time. That was cool.

Happy New Year, y’all! Let’s make it a great one!

Black Friday Haul

This past week, one of my best friends came to visit for Thanksgiving, and we had a great time, exploring Nashville, Black Friday shopping, EATING…

I took advantage of having a friend who I wouldn’t be embarrassed to make take pictures of me – and made her take pictures of me. Unfortunately, for a couple of these outfits, I forgot to do my accessory pictures, too, so here are outfits without the detail close-ups. Sorry!

Also, it should be noted that almost everything I’m wearing in these two pictures are Black Friday deals. I’m not one of those people who have things with tags on them in my closet. I buy it. And I wear it – immediately.

off-the-shoulder-and-floral-pantsThe highest-price thing I’m wearing in the outfit above is my shoes, which were about $20. The shirt was $7.50, the most expensive thing I bought at Old Navy that day, where I also got my pants for a whopping $4.50! It was an exciting day.

I was hesitant about the off-the-shoulder look for a while. Whenever I’d see it on someone, I thought it just looked so trendy that it was too basic. But, now that it’s been out a little while, there are some more variations on the theme, and I really like this forest green take on the boho look.

Naturally, both of these looks feature chokers. But, you all know I also love a good romper! So, when I found one I could wear in winter, I couldn’t NOT buy it (also, it was only $15, so clearly, it was meant to be). I added tights and booties and I had a simple, sophisticated evening look.

winter-romperWhat were your best Black Friday finds? Were you good at actually buying for other people, or like me every Black Friday, did you mostly just scoop up deals for yourself? It’s so hard to resist!

And the winner is…

Can I complain for a moment about Nashville? Yes, I’ve sung its praises ad nauseam for the past year, but I do have one bone to pick with the perfect city, and I really am feeling my grievances strongly today.

Nashville has too much to do! I simply cannot get in all the fun things that I want to do because there are too many and I have to sleep. And work. And wash my clothes. (insert the disgruntled sigh emoji)

Okay, so obviously this is not a REAL complaint. But, honestly, if I were to do everything in this city that I want to do, I wouldn’t ever sleep. Which might be part of the reason I have gotten sick several times…moderation is not one of my greatest strengths.

Last night, for example, was the CMA Awards. The 50th CMAs. It’s a concert I would have loved to see live, and all of the social media posts about it made my already pretty severe FOMO sky-rocket. Plus, Beyonce was there. When am I ever going to be in Beyonce’s presence another time? I’ll tell you. Never.

Unfortunately, while the CMAs typically need seat fillers, an opportunity I frequently take advantage of, because this was the 50th anniversary, they needed very few extras, and only people who had gone to other smaller events throughout the year were eligible.

Why hadn’t I gone to smaller events throughout the year, you may ask? Please see the 2nd paragraph. I just can’t fit it all in, and it makes me sad. Things I have missed this week: a free Chris Janson concert, two free Dierks Bentley concerts, a Halloween party actually on Halloween – and probably many others.

But, the beauty of Nashville is I can miss things because I know there will be many more opportunities. I’ve seen Dierks at a free concert once this year already, Keith Urban performed downtown at lunch one day – there’s plenty happening, I just have to pick and choose. The unfortunate thing is, I can’t predict the future, and if I choose something on Saturday, I might not be able to do something more fun on Monday. And FOMO rears its ugly head again. (Or, I might choose the things that do not qualify me to go to the CMAs, and then I’m just watching from my TV like the non-Nashville masses.)

So, there you have it: probably the most first-world problem of all first-world problems. I feel better having ranted about it, though, so thank you for indulging me. And here is an outfit I wore as a seat-filler to the CMT Artists of the Year show a couple weeks ago, where I was mere feet away from Carrie Underwood, in all of her sequined glory.

wp-1478126164155.jpgForgive the unflattering bathroom selfie, but it was the best I could do and leave on-time from work. The seat-filler dress requirements are pretty strict, and I don’t have a lot that fits the not-sequined, non-bright colors, non-white bill. But, I got a couple complements on my old faithful satin skirt, that I made look like an intentional outfit with my black shirt by adding a semi-blingy belt.

I know y’all don’t feel sorry for me for missing the CMAs, but let’s talk about concerts. What’s the best one you’ve been to? Have you ever been to an awards show? If so, which one – and more importantly, what did you wear??

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