#CountdownToHalloween: DIY Coco Chanel Costume

Coco Chanel’s legacy is more than her brand. Gabrielle Bonheur Chanel lived an amazing life. After her mother passed away, she was abandoned by her father and went to live in an orphanage with her younger sister. It was here that she eventually learned how to sew. She faced countless hardships both personally and in business. Yet, she went on to become the most revolutionary designer of her time; her couture is still making millions today. This costume is original, fun and even better in black and white. I already owned everything I needed for this look. Chances are that you do too. Start by grabbing every pearl you own, and the personality will follow. Read More

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#CountdownToHalloween: DIY Shooting Star Costume

I first discovered this costume idea years ago on Camille Styles. I’ve always wanted to try it, but something always took its place. This year, I decided it was time to go for it and make the costume my own. If you check out the original look, you’ll see that the makeup and hair are very minimal. After a few minor adjustments to the costume, I wanted to bring the bling from this costume onto my face and hair, and came up with this fun glitter makeup look. If you’re not into Halloween, this makeup also works for festivals, concerts or even a crazy fun Friday night. If you want to see more ideas like this one, check out camillestyles.com. Their costume ideas are easy to do and so much fun! Read More

#CountdownToHalloween: DIY Cactus Plant Costume

Whether you’re partying outdoors this year or just looking for something to wear to work next Tuesday, here’s a option that will keep you toasty and cute. Should you find yourself at a bonfire, on a bar crawl, or entering the company costume contest, this prickly DIY costume will save you a ton of money and is 100% work appropriate. (No one has to know how easy it was to make!) Read More

Mom Jeans 101

As much as I’d like to say I’ve always been uniquely me when it comes to clothes, I did in fact spend much of my early teen years in Hollister beach huts, begging my mother for those precious low-rise skinny jeans while she suffocated from the perfume stench. (Tell your children to shop vintage, ladies.) I wanted them, not just because it was the thing to do, but because I believed the misconception that not all jeans work for all women.  Read More