Boulder and the Beautiful

Notice anything fantastic about this photo?
I took this during a bridal shoot in Longmont’s Prospect subdivision.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

The beauty of the duct tape wallet is that it is  raw, rugged, random and kind of junky.
Then some business goes and makes an “official” one. I saw this at a hardware store in Denver. You can now buy a duct tape wallet for $5.99.
Or make one for about 8 cents.
Your choice.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

Click here:

Any input on what’s going on here would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

These styles are done by a Thornton-based barber whose name is Chito. He is quite attractive, so his nickname is Flamin’ Hot Cheetos.

Who says a buzz cut must be simple? These shave-jobs are hairy works of art.

We built this city…

I wouldn’t want this done to my hair, per se, but it entrances me, nonetheless.

Matches his tattoo.

AND the grand finale….
The dog.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

Note: I wore the fake tattoo sleeves out last night and had about 20 people ask if they were real. Huh? They don’t even look remotely believable. Anyhow.

Today, my questionable style decision involves a bandana. I woke up feeling a lot like Rosie the Riveter: empowered, motivated, tough, a bit feisty.

And this is what happened to me.

I thought it appropriately echoed my current rockabilly phase, but then a coworker told me I looked like Aunt Jemima.

Which is true.
Now instead of women power, I just want pancakes.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

I’m not sure if this is a good idea or ridiculous.
My friend Vanessa bought me these fake tattoo sleeves from the dollar bin at Target, and I am wearing them today under a dress. Sort of the same concept as a long-sleeved printed shirt underneath, except these only go up to my shoulders. So far, no one seems to realize they are part of a costume.

Regardless, they were only $1 and definitely unique.
(Which is what people say to put a positive spin on “crazy.”)

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

I love Prospect in Longmont.

A Denver-based clothing designer.

As seen on the door of a spa in Louisville:

I am not a grammar Nazi. I understand errors when people get too busy or when they’re writing casually and being lazy. I also understand that for some reason, people get hung up on the your/you’re thing. As a writer, it seems as logical to me as 1+1 = 2. You + are = you’re.
I am sympathetic to errors.
But how does this sign happen?

Here is why I am confused:
1. “You’r” is not even in the dictionary. It isn’t even one of the options. It doesn’t make sense. Is that apostrophe supposed to be an accent mark on the ”u?”
2. OK, let’s make the (safe) assumption that the English language is not the shop owner’s specialty. Fine. Maybe it’s even his or her second language. Fine. But then FIND someone who knows grammar to just check over the sign before you make it. This is not an error on a piece of paper. This is a permanent sign. And this is not complex grammar either. Just stop someone on the street. Anyone. Or heck, run it through spell check, because you’ll find that “you’r” ain’t in there.
3. Yes, I said ”ain’t.” But at least I conjuncted it right.
4. OK, let’s say it makes it past the spell check of the owner, all of the employees, a random person on the street and spell check.
Tell me, who is printing these signs?
Don’t they have spell check?
Don’t they have pride?

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

I like dresses.
Except when they make me tear up a little.
This yellow dress is yuckier than the Colorado Daily newspaper stand in the background.

This yellow dress has good potential, especially with the autumny vertical brown stripes. But it was executed all wrong.
Try to tell me this girl felt comfortable in this when she left the house.  I am cold just looking at her.
This skirt is simply too short to be an actual skirt, much less in October.
A better option? Turn the dress into a shirt and it will look more flattering. Put dark jeans on underneath.
Or balance out the long sleeves with tights on the bottom. Maybe some brown wool tights under some heeled boots or brown chunky Mary Janes.
A classic case of good purchase, bad execution.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite

Too tall to stand straight up.
He estimated it was 5-6 inches tall.

Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite