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The Explosion

Learning not to care what people think of you takes on a whole different meaning when you do the thing I now affectionately refer to as “blowing up your life”.

Three months ago I blew up my life; a life almost a decade in the making. A life and a relationship that was pulled and stretched and brought to the breaking point, yet somehow always finding it’s way back to uncomfortable grounding. Ours was a tumultuous relationship, never having that solid footing I believed needed to be there. I pushed that feeling down for so many reasons. I was fearful of the unknown. I was unsure if I wasn’t simply having cold feet. I felt the unspoken but omnipresent pressure of society telling me to settle down, get married, and have babies.

And yet… my heart and mind battled. Battled for clarity, battled for loyalty, battled for and against myself. I was exhausted from fighting myself. Anxiety, weight loss, insomnia, tears… but I was not there yet. I hadn’t found the will to face myself; to face the very truth that was like a cancer spreading through my unconscious.

Because this is my story, my lens, my experience – I can only share it through the only way I know how: brutal clarity and honesty. But as I said in the beginning of this long essay on love and loss and the rediscovering of self, I cannot care what people think of me any longer.

I’ve not shared this story with many people because I wanted my decision to end my engagement to stand on its own, to have been strong enough to walk away from a perceived happiness, from a life that was not my own. And at the end of the day, I’ve decided it matters not on the how’s and the why’s of that ending but instead to focus on the fact that I was brave enough to do it at all.

Because something happened to shift the course of my life forever– I fell in love with someone else.

Yes, I’ve said it now. It’s out there. Someone came along and completely swept me off my damn feet.

And still I fought. But this time the internal clash was to fight the rising tide of being completely drawn to someone, while betrothed to someone else. This fight brought up an entirely different conversation within me:

  • How could I let this happen?
  • I am a terrible person.
  • But I deserve to be happy.
  • This is just too cliché.
  • Maybe you’re looking for an out, you’re just projecting.
  • These are just passing feelings.
  • But…what if they aren’t?

Turns out, they were not passing feelings. Maybe I was a terrible person. Maybe I still am. But the moment I was able to admit how unhappy I had been, how my heart-wrenching anxiety was directly tied to my upcoming nuptials, and all the ways that life with my ex-fiancé could never be… it came flowing out of me with shards of glass for words. But they were words and they were my quivering words: I cannot marry you. I am not happy.

Have you ever walked into something you knew was going to be really unbearably awful? It’s that moment before a car accident where you brace yourself for the impact. It was like that, but worse. I am still working through feelings of guilt and shock. Many nights I’ve laid in bed pondering “whose life is this?” For this is not something I do!

Or maybe it is.

Maybe it’s time to realize this is something I do. I chose to take back my life and I cannot be ashamed of that. I never thought this would be my story, but alas. I did something I never thought I’d be brave enough to do. I did something selfish and bold and awful and amazing.

How am I doing now? I am doing ok. I don’t think I can aptly describe the exquisite pain of falling in love with someone while nursing a broken heart. Because mind you, just because I was bold and brave and made the decision… my heart is still broken. Nine years is a long time with a lot of love, memories, and life tied up with that.

But that is the thing about decisions. You make them. You deal with the pain. And you make a new life for yourself that feels infinitely more in line with what you truly want in your deepest heart of hearts. All I had to do was admit that to myself. As for the rest? Still being written…



FashionWeek MN

Hey family – I know I promised you a FashionWeek MN post detailing my do-not-miss events but life got in the way so… better late than never right? There are so many amazing events every year but I am only human with a 9-5 so I have to pick and choose which ones I am able to attend without extreme exhaustion. That being said, here are the upcoming shows this week that are on my list:


Even though this one already passed, how can I not talk about the TSG Minnstafashion event? It’s the official kick-off for FashionWeek MN and I always have such a great time. The fashion, the vendors, the designers, the friends… I could go on and on. I snagged this darling Winsome Goods jumpsuits from Hazel & Rose, Stuart Weitzman shoes I snagged at the Collective Market earlier that week, and with my recent GoGlow to complete the ensemble, this was the perfect way to ring in one of my favorite weeks of the year.

Sol Innovations

This one is especially close to my heart as I was asked to be a stylist for the show for the second year in a row. This unique take on a fashion show features emerging designers and stylists for a project runway style fashion show and ethical fashion pop-up marketplace.

This sustainable fashion show features a series of eco-fashion design challenges from emerging student fashion designers, including a non-conventional materials challenge, a secondhand stylist challenge, as well as a spotlight on clothing and accessories by seasoned slow-fashion designers, fair-trade labels, and sustainable brands. Last year I was amazed at the talented student designers and by my fellow stylists. I have no doubt this year will be even more incredible! Doors open at 6pm on 4/28 and tickets are still available here.

Circa Now

Hazel & Rose had me at “vintage” and “pop-up”. Not only does this event includes some of my favorite vintage and secondhand boutiques at Able Brewery but it is also a fashion show, panel discussion, and pop-up shop all in one! They have partnered with local thrift & vintage curators Arlee ParkThe Golden Pearl VintageThe KeepMoth OdditiesTandem Vintage, and Thrift Stylist exclusively at Arc’s Value Village.

Circa NOW marries vintage, thrifted, and contemporary fashion to highlight different ways to shop sustainably and ethically. I’ll be there soaking up all the vintage goodness. There are still tickets available for this event held at 11am on 4/29. The schedule is below and you can purchase your $10 ticket here.

11am: doors
12pm: fashion show & panel (ticketed attendees only)
1pm: pop-up shop (open to everyone)

Cliche Crosswalk

This is a new one for me this year. It’s also on Sunday 4/29 but it’s held from 3-6pm at the Cliche store in Uptown. I really love their fresh take on spring and styles and cannot wait to see how they are styling looks for the changing of the seasons. The event page reads: Cliché‘s spring 2018 edition of Crosswalk invites you to get into the spirit at a pe p rally in-store fashion show with enthusiasm that spills out into the streets. Inspirations range from the equestrian to the boxing club, so come cheer for local designers Jenny Carle and Mikaela Harrod‘s and a showing of the exclusive spring 2018 lines for Cliché featuring guest stylist Abigail Guderian of VeryBabely. It’s free to attend but registration is encouraged to attend which you can do here.


Nourrir in Bloom

In partnership with Fashion Revolution, Nourrir in Bloom on 4/29 from 7-10pm will be a one of a kind, exclusive look at female-focused, eco-friendly clothing and accessories from around the globe, stretching from Columbia to Nigeria, from Haiti to Atlanta. The Nourrir Magazine team will be showcasing a “day in the life” of a woman that embraces eco-conscious fashion. Attendees will be guided through looks that include lingerie, casual wear, business attire, jewelry and evening looks.

The audience will be observing the “blooming” of a woman’s day in an intimate 50-person venue, where the styled looks can be appreciated close up and purchased after the show. Tickets are a little on the spendier side at $100 but the perks are beyond worth it! You will receive a high-end swag bag (filled with full-sized body care item from Intelligent Nutrients, handmade earrings from Haiti Mama and more), a macaroon and champagne. There will also be complimentary hand massages and other services available from Intelligent Nutrients staff included in your ticket purchase. Grab your girlfriends and make an upscale evening out of it. Buy your tickets here before this intimate 50 person event is sold out!


The Holy Grail of Skincare: My Go-To Product Line

I saw this meme a few months ago that got me thinking:

Yes, you remember those shoes too don’t you? Time for that serum girlfriend. But in all honesty, it did get me thinking about my skincare regimen in general. I still hadn’t found any products to keep my sensitive skin happy.  Being on the fringe of what some might consider a micro-influencer, I’ve been sent a variety of skin care products to trial. I’ve accepted them always with the caveat: unless I actually like them and see results, I am not going to share or promote the products with my followers.

In general, I haven’t been over the moon about any one set of skincare lines and one set of products actually made my super-sensitive skin break out in a hideous itchy forehead rash. I couldn’t leave the house for a week! After that experience, I’ve been more than a little wary about trying new products – lest I turn into a red-bumped face monster again. But I digress…

A few months ago Mom and I were doing our usual Saturday thrifting when we stopped at a little consignment store in Excelsior, MN. Lo and behold, we were introduced to Bullenbees Skin Care. My mom ended up purchasing a few items, chatted with the charming marketing rep, I found my rehearsal dinner dress for my wedding (EEEEEE!) and we went on our way. Fast forward a few weeks later and Mom calls gushing over her purchase of Bullenbees. She liked the results so much she ended up ordering even more of their product line.

I do a little research and find out the following:

Check, Check and Check! All the items I look for when checking out potential skin regimen adds. It was created by a local quality engineer named Marie – who works at a very large medical-device company here in the Twin Cities. So based on my research, my Mom’s own reviews and well… SCIENCE  I reached out to the lovely marketing rep to learn more about this product.

That was back in January. I have now been using the Day Cream, the Night Cream, and the Espresso Scrub for roughly three months now. And I’ll tell you, gentle readers, I have seen a momentous shift in my skin. And I’ve tried everything from oils to masks, from Clinique Moisture Surge Intense to Belif Aqua Bomb and nothing has compared to my results with Marie’s magical skincare products. It is the first product line to actually soften my skin, shrink my pores, and control my combination oily T-zone.

With ingredients I can actually pronounce (Vitamins B3, B5, Willow Bark Extract, Espresso Beans, Green and White Tea) I know my skin is not being subjected to harsh chemicals or moisture-stripping alcohols. And you know me, I am all for supporting local and women-owned businesses so that is definitely a bonus!

Like I alluded to in my intro, I do not share or openly support products I don’t 100% stand behind and believe in. So what does that mean for you? Only good things! I’ve teamed up with Bullenbees so that one of you can share in my skincare joy! I am giving away the three products I’ve been using over the past three months:

  • Day Cream
  • Night Cream
  • Espresso Scrub

And in addition, they’ve kindly agreed to 20% off any order from their online retail store using my code: DT Blondie.

The giveaway ends 3/31 so that gives you roughly a week to enter and if you aren’t the lucky winner, I really do think you should give Bullenbees a try and utilize my code while it lasts! I wish I would’ve done a “before and after” photo series but I truly was not expecting to like these products so much. If you have any questions about my review or just want to learn more… you know where to find me!

Lifestyle Vintage Finds

Our Engagement Photos: Braving a Minnesota Winter

Hello dear readers. To be honest, it’s been a rough couple of months around here for a variety of reasons, none which I will get into right now. A bright spot was needed and was found in the of receiving the finished gallery of our engagement photos. If you live anywhere in the Midwest, you’ll know how glad I am that we decided on taking these before Christmas (hello sub-zero temperatures). Today was 28 and a total heatwave. Which is sad for SO.MANY.REASONS. But I digress…

Megan from Rebel Rabbit Photography is the darling doll who took our photos and we could not be any more pleased with the outcome of them. Makes me so excited to have even more beautiful photos of all our closest friends and family on our wedding day. So before we get into the photos. Let’s talk outfits!

We were lucky with the snow and I just love how red POPS against the white snow so I was on the hunt for a vintage red dress. Via’s Vintage obliged with this the stunning 50’s number. It’s so perfect and swirly as you can see below:

And of course, no winter outfit is complete without a nice warm vintage fur, provided by personal closet of the ever-stylish Audra of The Golden Pearl Vintage:

Winter always brings unto me feelings of cozy so a furry sweater and black pants (Proper) and my favorite over-sized earmuffs scored at Buffalo Exchange completed the “gal about town” look I was going after.

For our last look, (and to be honest I was pretty damn cold at this point) it was time for a full-on coat. Again, Via’s Vintage brought the heat in this gorgeous black & white vintage coat:

I get asked a lot what my favorite part of fashion blogging is and I have to say time and time again… it is the connection to the local businesses and entrepreneurs in the Twin Cities community. Shopping at their boutiques and feeling the passion these women have for their clothing and customers is just not something you can find at a large department store. So thank you to all those ladies who continue to outfit me through the seasons and every life change. To some, they may just be “clothes” but to me, they are a part of the story and fabric of my life.



Just Breathe

I think in this world of perfectly curated squares, the idea of vulnerability can be a scary thing. No one likes to talk about pain or struggle because it’s not pretty. It’s not perfect. It’s ugly and messy and honestly, does anyone really want to see it? But I think it’s equally as important to talk about those non-ideal times. So I will. Maybe it’s more cathartic for me to write it. As it were, once upon a time, I wanted to be a writer. There’s still that welling up with words inside me – desperately needing a way out.

I got engaged a month ago. To my Tall One. For those who have had the pleasure of meeting him, know how kind and warm-hearted he is. He’s one of those people who will always go out of his way to make other people happy. I am completely over the moon to be engaged to him. All of the normal feelings of engagement came coursing through me: excitement, joy, love, hope. The ones you expect, the ones you read about.

About two weeks later I had my first panic attack. I couldn’t breathe. My body broke out in hives. I was physically and mentally a mess. It happened again the next day. And the next. And the next. I found myself avoiding social situations because what the hell was I going to tell my happy hour companion when I all of a sudden needed to run to the bathroom because the walls felt like they were closing in?

I am 30. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. Aside from the normal day to day worries, I’ve never felt this type of true anxiety. The lack of control and the total and complete onslaught of these panic attacks brought me to the doctor. Am I crazy? Am I losing my mind? And most importantly, why now? Why during the the happiest time of my life am I experiencing total and complete meltdowns?

“Life change,” the doctor says. It’s a life change. Even if it’s a happy change (hello getting married to my favorite person ever) it’s still B-I-G. He urged me to take some time to think about where these feelings are coming from, what they mean, and how I can work through them. Therapy with a side of Xanax. I’ll take it.

What I’ve come away with is fear. And it’s not the normal “bridezilla” fear of matching place cards or old racist Uncle Bob embarrassing me. But it’s more a feeling of getting older. Making that final transition into adulthood. Time is ticking away and maybe it didn’t FEEL like it until I saw my gorgeous sparkler on my left hand.  While I haven’t been a child for some time now, there was nothing definitively there to say I was an adult. No “then” and “now” or marker in the sand saying “that’s the point when things officially changed.”

Change is good. Change moves us forward and keeps us from stagnation. But so much of change is gradual. It’s different over a few months or a few years. It’s not usually something to pinpoint. But this overwhelming sense of specific change, it’s an entirely different beast. It is becoming a new family and shedding an old identity. It’ll be different than it is now. I can see it coming. I know it’s coming. I am thrilled. And terrified. Because emotions can be there together, all once, jumbled together.

My state of fragileness at this time in my life is not something I expected. It’s not a place where I feel comfortable staying. But I think it’s important to feel what I need to feel. Even if that means saying I am not feeling 100% ok right now. Even if I can’t say I know my reasonings for absolute certainty. I’ve always been one to need my alone time, to sort through my feelings and emotions. So for those broken dates, brunches I’ve canceled at the last minute, and parties I have RSVP’d “no” to… I wanted to let you know that this time, it’s not you. It’s me.

This sensitive little heart of mine is going through a bit of upheaval. I am one giant ball of emotion right now. I did not expect it but nevertheless, it is there. Maybe this is too personal to send out into the universe. But I do really believe the truth behind the “perfection” is more important than some false idea of what someone has of me. Thanks for listening. For commiserating. And hopefully, not judging. Deep breaths until then… 


Staycation: A Very Blu Weekend

The Tall One and I were invited to spend a few precious hours enjoying our fair city at the Radisson Blu. The hotel, which is conveniently connected to the Mall of America, is the perfect place for a mini Minneapolis staycation.

Staycation: a vacation spent at home or nearby.

I was attending the Curated Style fashion show Friday evening and the Blu Boutique Pop-Up shop the next morning and couldn’t have been more thrilled to not have to drive back and forth.

Parking was a breeze and with our room keys in hand, headed off to the lovely Executive level where our room was located. Instead of a chocolate on my pillow, I was tickled to find a mini essential oils sheet spray in my favorite scent – eucalyptus. You best believe I brought that home with me!

Since we both had a bit of work to complete, we spent a few hours in the Executive Lounge finishing up. The afternoon’s work was accompanied by complimentary sips and snacks provided by the lounge staff which made me wish every Friday could end this way. Free wine that is. Every Friday ends with wine. But FREE wine? This is me holding my wine. Notice two things: you can’t see the wine and my quarterback shoulders. Who knew I was an upside-down pear? Also, why are women’s bodies described as fruits?

It was soon time to get ready for the eve in my favorite 60’s dress from The Golden Pearl Vintage. Houndstooth is arguably my favorite pattern.

The show was to begin and there was a lovely pre-party hosted by the Fire Lake Grill in the hotel. More free bubbly, can’t go wrong. Also, I’ve found my new favorite appetizer: phyllo dough wrapped asparagus with asiago cheese.

Here’s me at the Curated Style show – pretending to be cool but actually not being cool at all and being really excited inside.

Post show, with a sushi bowl and giant dirty martini (gin not vodka thank you very much) to lull me to sleep, it was bedtime in our King bed back at the hotel. I love hotels that are carpeted quiet. You know what I am talking about right? Little to no noise and every noise is hushed. Or least… it was until the Tall One saw all the BALL/SPORTS/GAMES channels on the TV so I fell asleep to the sounds of people talking about why Cam Newton sucks. Or doesn’t suck. Or maybe is a nice guy who just spoke out of turn.

Every room comes complete with a mini Nespresso so I promptly made myself a little cup o joe when I awoke.

But alas, one can only subsist on coffee for so long before the rumbles of hunger strike. Tall One and I set off to find sustenance at the hotel brunch bar. I helped myself to a lovely fruit and oatmeal bowl (and more coffee). The lighting was nice and dim which is helpful after a few too many glasses of bubbly the night before.

We took one last #Bluselfie together before I went to the Blu Boutique with my mom and he headed off towards the horizon.

I hadn’t been to the Mall in eons and it was really fun to see the updates and changes that have been made to modernize it. And a huge thank you to the Blu Radisson for your hospitality and beautiful hotel. We had a great time and certainly will be repeating our experience.


Seattle: Trip in Review

To gently ease my way into the next decade of life, the Tall One and I decided to take some PTO and head out west to the Emerald City. We debated about getting a car and renting an Airbnb farther out up the coast or staying downtown and hoofing it. In the end, the city won out (as it tends to do) and we spent a few lovely nights at the Sheraton right downtown Seattle. Our 19th-floor room gave a beautiful view of the city and the occasional dulcet sounds of homeless people and cats in heat.

The weather was a perfect 60 degrees the entire five days which made it perfect trekking weather. As a city dweller, I am used to walking but those Seattle hills are no joke. My leg muscles certainly got a workout in as we made our way about the city. I won’t regale you with day by day tales but will give a rundown of our favorite places:

Coffee. Coffee. Coffee.

What they say is true: there really is a Starbucks on every corner. We made it up to the Starbucks Roastery in Capitol Hill where I purchased the most basic of all sweatshirts (see above). It’s set up like the best coffee bar you’ve ever experienced, complete with cold press flights and savories to snack on while you get your caffeine fix. My favorite stop was Seattle Coffee Works which is just a hop, skip and a jump outside of Pike Place Market. I may or may not have eaten one of their Cherry Almond scones with a vanilla latte every day I was there.

Bainbridge Island

Take the 30-minute ferry across to this quaint little island. We had some of the best pizza we’ve ever eaten at a little bistro called Bruciato. Trust me, you’ve never had fire roasted ‘za like this. Bonus fun: they give you a hearty pair of scissors so you can cut it yourself.

We also found my new favorite seasonal beer: Elysian Nightowl Pumpkin Ale. Coming in at a hefty 6.9%, I was definitely feeling pretty good on the ferry ride home.

The Pink Door

The entrance is posted up in Post Alley with yes, a pink door welcoming you in. Pasta was disappointing but Tall One had a halibut that knocked our socks off. The view was spectacular and while we were a little too early, apparently the burlesque shows are tit-tactular.


The best oysters I’ve ever had was right next to the Starbucks Roastery. Head down the block and you’ll run into Taylor’s Shellfish. They were everything you’d want: briny, meaty, and served with the perfect addition of shaved horseradish.

There definitely other places I enjoyed but these were most certainly the highlights. I shall leave you with my Seattle fashion choices as I head off to a week of pure detoxing.



30 x 30: Lessons of a Trio of Decades

I’ll probably look back and laugh at this list when I am older, as I do with most things I look back on. Time, what a funny construct you are. As it were, there are a few things I’ve learned from my trips around that glowing orb in the sky. I shall dispense them, now:

  1. Travel. If you can’t travel, read.
  2. Always wash your face.
  3. Pretending to be stupid isn’t cute.
  4. You are exactly where you are supposed to be, right here and now.
  5. Everything you want is truly on the other side of fear.
  6. Being ok with being alone is just as important as being with someone.
  7. Cooking is a lost art form – take your time to learn a few signature dishes.
  8. No one is to blame.
  9. When people tell you who they are, believe them.
  10. A sense of humor can get you through anything.
  11. Finding that perfect shade of red lipstick can be life-changing.
  12. Don’t trust people who don’t like dogs.
  13. Self-love is one of the hardest loves to come by, and one of the most important.
  14. Find your people – love them fiercely.
  15. Kindness > everything else.
  16. Comparison truly is the thief of joy.
  17. Don’t be an asshole – people remember.
  18. You deserve nothing and must work for everything.
  19. If you don’t know your worth, no one else will.
  20. You’re going to have to work really hard for something you really want, be ok with that.
  21. Change hurts. Change is hard. Change is necessary. Don’t be afraid of it.
  22. Excercise kind of sucks. Do it often enough and it will suck less. In fact, you may even start to enjoy it.
  23. Making friends as an adult is tough, but put yourself out there anyway.
  24. Some things aren’t worth fighting for, it’s important to know when to walk away.
  25. Breaking up with friends is a thing too, and it’s not any less hurtful than breaking up with a significant other.
  26. Bathtime is sacred.
  27. Flowers can brighten up the dreariest up spaces.
  28. Mac and cheese may be the perfect hangover cure.
  29. Eating less dairy makes you feel better.
  30. Beauty is only skin-deep, work on cultivating other talents.

Thanks for reading! What would you add to your list?



Forever Grateful: A Humble Memorial Day Reminder

I’ve watched him from my balcony almost every day since we moved here. He shuffles slowly, to and fro, twice a day. His hunched posture and pace suggest old age. He is largely ignored by bustling people as he makes his pilgrimage around the neighborhood.

Today I was walking the dogs and happened to be in his path. I almost continued on without stopping but I noticed his hat: Veteran. I said hello and was greeted with an almost toothless grin. He said, “Hello my name is Jeffrey.”

I introduced myself and explained that I had seen him take his daily walks from my balcony. He laughed and told me he is usually headed to the local bar for lunch and a few cocktails. He then proceeded to tell me he had served as a Sergeant in the US Air Force. He said he had been stationed in Turkey, swam in the Mediterranean Ocean, loved the Bazaar, had a maid, and a personal guide.

He had lived in Turkey, 90 miles from the ocean, almost three years. He told me about a blue Mosque he had frequented; it had a special prayer/wishing hole – if you put your finger in your prayer would be answered. George Bush had gone there to do the same thing when he was President, Jeffrey thought that was pretty cool. He said it made him sad the way the media portrayed Muslims because he had very fond memories of Turkey and that Muslims were some of the nicest people he’d ever met.

The dogs were getting antsy so I bid him farewell and thanked him for his service. Jeffrey stood up as straight as he could, looked me in the eye, and told me he was very proud to have served his country.

I am not sure if I believe in coincidences, fate, or meant to be’s. But I truly believe I was supposed to cross paths with this Veteran today. To remind me, to humble me, and to take pause. Happy Memorial Weekend to all who serve and who have served. Jeffrey – Thank you for the reminder of selflessness and grace.



An Ode to Accessories

I am not one for accessories. That age old saying that before a woman leaves her house, she should take off one accessory? I have no need for it – I very rarely wear jewelry, watches, or scarves. It’s always made me outfit seem… messier. Not logical, I know. I do admire women like Iris Apfel who can pull off the plethora of outfit additions but I have yet to branch out (quite yet).

That being said, I’ve always thought a classic looking watch would be good starting point. At the very least, it’s utilitarian and has a purpose so my feeling of outfit ADD/too much going on for OOTD doesn’t quite apply here. I wanted to find a watch that felt effortless and would easily fit into my everyday wardrobe. Which is why I was tickled to find that the Jord brand of watches suited my simple tastes so perfectly.

I chose the Zebrawood & Champagne piece, partly because of its classic design but also because I was drawn to the “champagne” in the title. I know – basic beyond belief. The unique watch arrived at my humble abode in a beautiful wooden box – complete with a special oil to keep my watch supple and maintain its luster. They also included a few extra rungs in case it wouldn’t quite fit over these large German knuckles. Which was great because of course, I needed the Tall One to give it a little size adjustment 😉

Side note: the Tall One was quite jealous. He has amassed quite a watch collection over the last few years and the organic look and unusual features called to him. Luckily for him, Jord offers some strikingly handsome men’s watches as well. 

For my first foray into watch accessorizing, I chose this A-line frock  I’d purchased a few months ago at Buffalo Exchange. I was pleased that the champagne color of the watch’s face *almost* matched the blonde of my hair. Or maybe I am seeing things but I certainly liked the way the colors compliment each other.

I have had this little beauty for just over a week now and I have worn it every day. The best part is, I don’t feel self-conscious about “over-accessorizing”. ‘Lil Champagne has melded into my wardrobe quite nicely, and so far has matched with every outfit I’ve paired it with.

Interested in scooping one of these babies up? Until the end of May, you can sign up using my custom code for a chance to win $100 off a Jord watch! The consolation if your name isn’t drawn? You still receive a code for $25 off. So it’s a win-win-win all around. Maybe the Tall One will get in on this action and I’ll have to think of a new birthday gift for him… Stay tuned Gentle Readers.

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