do you La'Rue?

I am not a fashion blogger.

I know. That’s a shocker. I’ll wait right here while you regain your composure and pick your jaw up off the floor.

The sad truth is that these days, I’ve really lost my mojo in the “getting myself dressed and looking presentable” department….between wearing the same pair of pants to work every day and then coming home and throwing on the Costco yoga pants to chase after the wild toddler, suffice it to say I’ve been left uninspired, at best…a complete shambles at worst…

That is, until Kiki La’Rue came into my life…

Unless you have been living under a rock for the last few months, I’m sure you’ve heard of this totally rad online boutique! Kiki La’Rue has the sexiest flirty, flowy tops, killer jeans and the most amazing selection of gorgeous dresses for every shape and size…

Also, if you “like” Kiki LaRue on Facebook, you’ll be kept in the loop with all the new arrivals PLUS you’ll have the opportunity to vote and be the buyer! How cool is that? Their customer service is totally out of this world.

You just never know when you order things online, right? The fabric could be thin and cheap, the sizing could be wacky, the colors could be off and not at all what you pictured…I had heard great things about Kiki La’Rue, but I had to see for myself what all the fuss was about….and ladies? I am here today to tell you THE FUSS IS JUSTIFIED!

The day that little, sparkly pink bubble mailer arrived in my mailbox, I could barely contain my excitement….I chose the Arianna maxi, because maxi dresses are my own little version of heaven in the summertime…I mean, they’re long enough to cover up your legs if you haven’t shaved in 3 weeks have a sunburn and flowy enough that the breeze can still get up under there and cool off your bits…

Girls. Don’t look all horrified. You know you know what I am talking about. Air conditioning….

But seriously, this dress is amazeballs. The color is perfect for summer…talk about an attention getter! But the best part of all about this sexy little number is the fabric. It is cool and light for those sweltering summer days and stretchy enough to have a totally flattering drape while still tucking you in all the right spots to make you look skinny and feel SEXY…it’s slinky and cool and…well, I love it. You will too!!! Go order one! Or any of the other million cute things they offer!

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Love you Chikadees! Don’t say I never gave ya nothin’! Happy Monday!!!

Friday's Letters

Dear Neurotic Brain of Mine….chillax. The amount of people coming over tomorrow can be counted on two hands….you are not catering a Kardashian wedding or feeding an entire little league team…you do not need to make tacos, fajitas AND enchiladas too. Get a grip.

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Dear Kiki La’Rue….why ya gotta have such cute stuffs?? I want everything in your shop…especially these little numbers….I sense some trouble brewing in the credit card department….

One Shoulder Wonder  *  Sleeveless Southern Belle  *  Chelsea Clutch

Dear NY weather….W. T. F. ???  Enough with the crappy rain, ok? I know I’m spoiled from the balmy winter, but you know me, I am never satisfied, so knock it off. Besides, all this rain is making my hair frizz up and you know how I get when my hair frizzes up….nobody needs to see that.

Dear Benjemima….so, whining is your new thang, huh? That’s cool. And by cool, I mean totally unacceptable and making mommy hit the vodka a lot more than Weight Watchers probably wants me to. Let’s rationalize here (cuz rationalization always works awesome with toddlers, yes?)....I know our commute sucks. I hate it too, but I have to drive and concentrate and you get to kick back in a squished out bucket seat and watch Finding Nemo and sometimes, I even pass you goldfish. Cranking the whining up to eardrum busting decibels is especially discouraged when mommy is exiting the HOV lane, ok? Thank you for your cooperation. Jeez.

Dear Zac Efron….We have a date next week. I am sneaking out of the house after bedtime to come see you, all by myself. Be ready, hot stuff.

Dear Daisy….I really miss you and your stinky breath. I would give just about anything to scratch you behind your sweet, soft little ears and have you bring me my dirty sock in your mouth. I love you, girl.

Dear Cuz….I’m proud of you, sister girl! I have always and will always look up to you for all the things a little sister would….your amazing sense of style, your ambition and intelligence, your beauty inside and out. we don’t talk enough, but I want you to know that I love you very, very much and I am proud to call you mine.

Dear MCA....You were a trailblazer, and a musical genius. Your rhymes were the soundtrack of my youth. The sound you gifted to us all will be missed, without compare. F*CK YOU cancer. Seriously, F*CK YOU.

and last, but not least....

Dear Cinco de Mayo.....let's do this.