If you need a laugh, please meet my face.

On more than one occasion, my students have told me that I should be a stand-up comedian. While I appreciate their kindness, I do not know how fruitful that would be seeing as how only teenagers, an understandably not-so-wealthy lot of humans, would fill the gymnasium. (I say gymnasium because, if I'm being honest with myself, I know that's the best venue I could score.) Of course, I might make just as much.

Other times, while the class quietly works and I charge forth in my daily battle with technology that hates me or begin reading a shamefully, crappily written essay, at least one student's gaze lands on my countenance. I hear muffled giggles, look up, and find one student nudging another and pointing to me. I know something is not on my face because I've checked it in Photo Booth before--what!? Don't you judge me. I say, "what? Can I help you?" And they usually admit that my facial expression elicited their laughter. I can't help having an expressive face. When a student says something outlandishly INSANE, my face tells the story that my words cannot...since I like my job and prefer to keep it. All I've got left is my face. I now know not to ask "what?" I just say, "is my face showing my thoughts again?"

I tell you this story because today's set of pictures features a series of absolute ridiculousness. Fret not. Some of the images are pinnable.

I'll start with the normal ones.

The Look:

Cardigan: Target (a comfy and similar looking one at Asos)

White shirt: Target

Scarf: Gift from husband :) (it's from Asos--similar)

Pants: Exact Stretch Skinny from The Limited (same)

Shoes: TWENTY dollars at DSW (down from $100+) Boom. (similar)

You absolutely needed a close up of this gorgeous scarf.

Here's where shit gets weird. Forgive my language.

Just be glad I usually censor my mouth (er, fingers?) on the blog.

A ballet move?

I was trying to break that stupid thread in my butt pockets.

Mom documented it. Thanks, Mom.

Aaaaaaaaand my personal favorite:

Seriously, I shouldn't be laughing so hard at myself because it's just pathetic, but how can I not?

I look like I'm pooping, but the thread-fighting battle continues. 

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I'm sorry for the people who wind up here from a link up, 

but here I am. I hope I amused you during your stay.

What I Wore to Work

All Things Thursday

Look What I Got

and

Tres-Chic Fashion

St. Patrick's Day Style

I went nowhere other than the grocery store and my living room couch yesterday, but I still sported green...in all sorts of shades. After years of getting pinched, I've been trained to wear green on St. Paddy's (proper spelling) Day. I didn't want some random shopper at Giant to smurf bite me. My brother's given me enough of those over the years. 

I feel like I need to provide you with something witty today, but I have nothing. Nothing, I tell you. However, I do have this...

Apparently, my hair tries to escape when I hop on the elliptical. 

And this...

She wanted to work out, too. I'm not sure that would have went too well. 

And look what came in the mail today...

Hellooooo, beautiful yellow blazer.

Fear not: I will be coming up with an outfit for it this week. 

And finally, this...

Are you a fan of my SEVEN DOLLAR Calvin Klein jeans from Marshall's? 

You should be. Why wouldn't you be?

Only gold shoes seemed appropriate for the occasion. 

A tad grainy, but I'd like to call it impressionistic. Yeah, that sounds fancy.

(Truly, I just wanted you to have a closer glimpse of my $7 earrings from Target.

Hmm...my pants and earrings cost the same amount. Weeeird.)

Outfit Deets:

Jacket: Forever 21

Sweater: Target

Earrings: Target

Scarf: Target

(we have a winner, folks.)

Gold heels: Jessica Simpson via I have no idea

Brown belt: NY & Co (love their belts)

Jeans: Calvin Klein via Marshall's

I'm hanging out over at Molly's today.