What I Wore to Work: Teacher Style

This week, I keep sitting down to write something, but my brain has farted. I cannot recover it. 

My sophomores have zapped my brain cells with their ridiculous shenanigans this week. 

I create a step-by-step outline for them that tells them what to write in every.single.spot, and they say, "I didn't know what to do" after it was due. Why am I not allowed to use a Nerf or water gun to pelt or spray some sense into them? WHY? Today, one student asked what to do for an assignment that I explained three times and had directions projected on the screen. (I pride myself on being really good at giving directions, but what good are directions if the person following them does not open his or her ears?) Luckily, another student responded, very sarcastically, first: "Oh, I don't know. The directions aren't on the screen or anything." Thank you, other teenagers, for saying what would have included an expletive if it came from my mouth.

I love my job, but they are trying the hell out of my patience this week. 

The Look:

Blazer: LOFT (similar)

Sweater: The Limited (another sparkle sweater)

Pants: Exact Stretch via The Limited (similar)

Shoes: Nine West via Marshall's (similar)

 

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Linking up with...

* What I Wore to Work
* All Things Thursday
* Three-fer Thursdays
* Tres-Chic Fashion Thursday
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And it was all...yellow.

Note to self: the entryway light in our apartment gives off an eerie, yellow glow. As a result, it distorts the entire color scheme of an outfit. I feel like I'm sporting sepia tones, but those pants and that scarf are actually navy, not black. Do not be deceived. Should I have even posted this outfit? I don't know. But, damnit, I loved it so much in real life that I couldn't help but subject you to the terrible picture quality. 

When I was little and my mom picked me up at friends' houses, I always heard her before I saw her. Did she call for me in the typical, "Danielle, get your butt ready to go" sort of way? No. Without fail, someone always said something funny just as she entered the house, and she laughed boisterously and infectiously, serving as a pleasant alarm that it was time to wrap up playtime. 

Now that I'm older, my laugh might rival hers in loudness. Teachers whose classrooms are in the same wing as mine frequently comment on my laugh that carries. One teacher said her favorite part about my move to her neck of the woods is my laugh. The teacher next door? She's taken to saying, "Ohhh, that Ms. Wo, she's laughing again." I made a pact with myself in my first few years of teaching that I would laugh every day. Something that would ordinarily frustrate me? Laugh at it. The mantra stuck, and I haven't stopped laughing (sometimes maniacally). Teenagers are witty, and ridiculous, and vibrant, and how can anyone expect me to bottle up the laughter? 

After all, it's laughter that makes the world go 'round. Laughter and farts. Farts definitely make the world go 'round. I think, one day, methane will be the hottest renewable energy. (After all, it already classifies as one. People will just respect the toot a whole lot more.) Those tuner cars that sound like farts in a can? Soon enough, there will actually be farts in their cans that'll make 'em putt putt down the road. And, if you're not at least chuckling at this point in your reading, then I have no idea why you visit me here. You should know by now that I'm a self-proclaimed weirdo and have no shame. 

The Outfit:

Cardigan: Old Navy (sparkly sleeves? yes, please.)

Blouse: New York & Company

Pants: The Limited (exact stretch straight leg)

Shoes: Nine West (old)

Scarf: Crocheted by my Momma! (You want one, don't you?)

Casual Easter

First of all, hello. 

Today, I'm showing you my relaxed Easter look.

I'd like for you to know how comfortable I was wearing this outfit. 

Very comfortable. I've found you almost every item (exactly), so you, too, can be comfortable like me. 

Quite often, I read fashion blogs, and women weigh in on what their style is. 

Here's my deal: if I can find the armholes, it doesn't take me five minutes to figure out how to wear the article of clothing, I don't look like a total schlep, whatever I'm wearing won't cause me to fall flat on my face, and I'm comfortable, then there's a good chance I'll try it on for size. However, what dominates my wardrobe? Bright colors, stripes, and blazers. Lots and lots of blazers. I enjoy this coral blazer. I plan to find it an emerald green best buddy to chill with in my closet. 

There are a few trends that are just not me. I shall list them in no particular order:

1. Uggs (bear claws for feet)

2. Sneaker wedges (I just can't like them.)

3. Distressed jeans (I refuse to pay someone to put holes in my jeans when I'm pretty capable of fulfilling that task on my own.)

4. Boyfriend jeans (dumpy butt syndrome doesn't appeal to me)

5. HIGH heels (I don't make a habit of pissing off my lower back.)

More power to you ladies who can rock these trends and make them look good, but this girl can't make 'em work, and I'm okay with that. Anyone else have trends that just don't suit them?

Outfit Deets:

Blazer: Target (exact)

Scarf: Old Navy (exact)

Jeans: NY & Co (very similar)

Shoes: Nordstrom (exact)

Earrings: Target (only $7.99!)

Linking up with Molly.
Oh, and here...

And here. :)