I woke up Monday morning with the expectation of a leisurely chill hangin’ around the house sorta day…
…Little did I know that it would end up becoming like one of those movies where technology stages an uprising against its human masters. First of all, I woke up to a weird random text from some three digit non-number notifying me of potential fraudulent charges on my debit card. Hmmm…a text? And besides, what are the odds? Last year at about this time some boy at a local business snagged my digits and downloaded games to his Playstation and I had to go through a whole pain in the a$$ process to get that straightened out.
Well, then I get a call, which I didn’t answer. They claimed to be fraud services from my bank, so what does a highly suspicious girl do? I googled the number of course. And yep, it was fraud services, so of course I called them back. Turns out, some Cornhusker out Nebraska way had been shopping up a blue streak on my dime…Bloomingdales, Nordstrom, Urban Outfitters, Cabellas, to name a few. Fortunately, most of the charges were stopped, but a few got through. That means all new cards…again…and all the paperwork to file a dispute. Seriously, if you’re smart enough to hack into computer systems and steal info, you’re smart enough to get a damn job.
Then I sat down to work on this post and lo and behold…I can’t upload photos to the blog. I contact my host (this has happened before, it’s usually a quick fix) and two and half hours, yes hours, later the issue was finally resolved. Some coding thing that is over and above my tech comprehension level. I’m more a “turn it off and restart it” kinda girl.
While I was in the middle of online chatting with my tech people, my phone rings. It’s a number that I don’t recognize, but it’s a local cell phone so I took a chance and answered it. This very nice lady says, “Hi, did someone just call me from this number?” She then recites my number. Um, no. I explain to her that my phone has been sitting here all day with me. No one has used it. We both got a good laugh over the fact that my phone apparently called her all by itself, but seriously, what the hell? I checked the call log and there was no outgoing call, but yet my phone called her? Stop it right now. Has Skynet teamed up with V.I.K.I. to stage a hostile takeover of my world? The technological apocalypse perhaps?
This is how you wear sweats to work and get away with it. And what better way to tone down sequins then to attach them to a pair of joggers? This outfit is all kinds of stealth perfection. And even though it’s perhaps a bit matchy-matchy, I threw in the leopard wedge ankle boots for some added oomph…as if sequin joggers need extra oomph.
I developed this odd obsession in regard to acquiring a lace up sweatshirt a while back. I’m not sure why; I think it’s because the lace up detail makes it a sweatshirt with a twist. Lace up detailing seems to be everywhere at the moment and it just hasn’t been something I was super excited about; I like it, but it wasn’t something I needed. But something about it on a sweatshirt just gets me all kinds of happy. In all likelihood, this won’t be my only lace up sweatshirt…just sayin’.
Everyday pieces like a sweatshirt and joggers become a whole lot more fun if they have a unique detail like a lace up front, sequins or embroidery. If upping your sweatshirt game sounds like a plan, here are some of my picks:
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