Murder at the Juice Joint

Saturday night I was invited to go back in time, to the days of prohibition and bootlegging.  I met with friends at the Juice Joint for a party of Murder, Mystery and Mayhem!

My character was Mabel Biggs, the Mayor's wife

Inspired by the fashion of the era and being the wife of the mayor who was running for govenor (Gavin Newsom, anyone?), I opted for classy over flirty. 

None of this flirty-flapper business. 

 I borrowed my great-grandmother's fur coat (Sorry PETA), my mom's antique purse,  purchased some flowy, textured green chiffon from my local Ghetto Fabric Store and with a few hours of last minute sewing, I had my ensemble for the party. 

Before the party barely got started,

Notorious Nick (who I might add was a bad influence on my husband's career) dropped dead! And we couldn't leave until the murder was solved!

 Here I am with the Mayor - my husband - discussing the murder.  I haven't yet discovered his late nights weren't for the sake of public office, but in fact was spent canoodling with one of those flirty flappers I opted not to dress like! 

Oh! the Heartbreak!! 

by the end of the night, the murder was solved and the Mayor apologized for his infidelities and like the good politician's wife, I stood by my man. 
It was the 1920s after all, divorce was almost unheard of!

Thrift Store Refashion: The Purple Gingham Men's Shirt

First let it be known that for one year less than all of the years I've been alive,
I have hated (HATED) the color purple.

Then... about a year ago, with a single pair of shoes (of course it had to be shoes), I slowly began to change my mind and started seriously thinking of incorporating this previously ghastly color into my life.  And then sometime this summer I thought it would be fun to have a purple gingham shirt.

This weekend
At the thrift store
I found a 

Men's Shirt

It was HUGE!

So I took in the sides
Took in the Sleeves
Added some feminine darts both in front and back
and kept the length (sometimes a long shirt is exactly what your stylist ordered!)

Oh ya, I ironed it too!

Here I am at work today, paired with a nice skirt (complete with dog slobber),
belt and a(nother) pair of purple heels!

(so what the heels aren't the same color purple as my shirt,
just be glad I have come to accept Jesus Christ purple into my life!)

Bubble Bath

The current house project is the master bath...

Thanks to Dogsitter Kelsey who stripped
ALLLLLLL of the wallpaper off the walls
(while I was at DISNEYLAND!)

Now after a couple coats of fresh paint and
 new floor boards, its almost done...

Except for matching towels
and the crown molding
(I discovered a miter saw and nail gun can be scarey yet fun!!)

Above the bathtub I was thinking of a pretty mural

(have an artist on retainer)

or maybe some bubbles?!

via hgtv

Maybe I'll just settle for a real bubble bath

you're so vane... I bet you think this post is about you...

Here is my roof...

Struttin' its new shingles

and fancy-dancy new weather vane

me thinks all this new stuff might be going to my house's head...

The Election Night Chicken

My buddy won an election the other night for his local city government. With almost 43% of the vote running against three others, he came home to family, friends and volunteers to celebrate his victory.

Before giving his acceptance speech and enjoy the rest of the evening,
he needed to freshen up

So downstairs he went to his bedroom...
only to find a sign on his bathroom that read:

he entered anyway

Inside there were Chickens!

SIXTEEN of them!

In the toilet, in the shower, the sink...
(and the chicken poop too!)

The first person he thought to blame it on was me
and while I'm way flattered,

I only wish I was brilliant enough to think of it first!!

Election Day

Just a reminder to all y'all Americans... Go out and vote today!