Is It Camel?

On Tuesday there was no chance to go into the kiddie room and take my own pictures. So I went back to Zara and snapped a couple.

Tuesday was "camel day" to celebrate the head-to-toe camel trend. This is the best I could do, meaning blue jeans and pewter boots. Actually I bought this sweater under the influence of internet - someone posted a Chloe's all beige ensemble on her blog. Result - money spent. I'm so easily manipulated.


Beige sweater with brown suede - what is it? A trench? I'll call it a trench. It has a great leopard lining but it doesn't show... Next time.

See my bag? It's almost the same shape as LV Speedy and judging by the photos I saw, it doesn't keep it's shape just as Speedy doesn't...

This is me posing at home. Sideways, to look slimmer. I think it worked.

The sweater has some "ropes" attached to it. Not a good idea to get hooked on something while wearing it.

Looking at my winter shoes and boots I realized that almost all of them are pointy-toed. Two pairs of my boots are round-toed and this is one of them.

But I'm not about to run to the stores and overload my credit cards. I'm going to wear pointy-toes as if nothing happened! Maybe I didn't get the memo. Did you?

Storm, Day Three

Just a quick post to catch up. Today I wore my "stormboots", they were a bit more useful in the rainy stormy weather. Added black leggings and a long sweater-tunic and I was set.

I love the color of this sweater, it makes me look brighter somehow, my eyes become more blue than grey. Of course nobody can see my eyes in this dumbass photo. But you can see my kabbalah rings!

I've been at this office since 8 am and it's almost 7 pm. Exhausted is the word!

Here they are, my heavy duty boots. They make it so easy to run for the bus at the end of the day.

Seriously, people got knocked down by this wind yesterday! A woman was practically thrown onto the road and got hit by a car because of it. I'm glad it's over.

Flower Pants

There is something seriously wrong with the weather this year. First we had the hottest summer in God knows how long. Then the hottest driest autumn ever. Then we had the fire. And now the storm. It started Saturday and is supposed to finish today. Maybe it's over, I don't know, I'm still at the office. Anyway, Saturday was just windy and dusty. All the windows were closed but you got dust and sand in the house anyway. On Sunday it was super windy and sometimes rainy. After the rain my umbrella had dusty streaks on it. And today it was just pouring rain all day. The wind in Ashdod (closest to us seaside city) reached the speed of 120 km/h. Some people got hurt.

This is what I wore on Sunday. Gray and pink, classic combination. Only there is nothing classic about these jeans. But I like them anyway.

Looking at the photos I'm thinking that the top should have been a little longer. I'll try it next time.

This was my jacket. Now I have to clean it from dust.

And the best footwear to run away from the rain. I sure know how to pick them.

To complement the color scheme I grabbed my pink umbrella with black trim and black and pink paper shopping bag for stuff I had to carry. One thing for sure - in the gloomy weather I wouldn't get hit by a car - you could see me miles away.

What to wear

This week I worked every day. I'm sure it sounds crazy to most of the folks out there, because they do work every day. But I used to work just two days a week, then three. Last month I managed to add another half a day (about 5 hours) to my schedule. And now my last day at home is gone. It's temporary, until one of the colleagues comes back from sick leave. I don't mind the addition to the paycheck but...

Anyway, this is what I wore on Tuesday, my newly added 5-hour day. Horizontal stripes! I didn't have the opportunity to take some pictures at work, so did it at home after I came back.


Mmm, fuzzy picture. But you can see my pearls a bit better. And slightly puffy sleeves.

This is the best dress length for me, I think. Just down to the knees.

And the next day I went blue and yellow. Or indigo and mustard.

The jeans have gold stitching that matches perfectly the color of the sweater. Isn't it something? My comfy heeled mules made it easy to walk from and to the bus.

Another shot of yellow and golden stitching.

And a splash of purple. I saw this combination in the catalog of the shop I bought the sweater and the jeans from. The girl on the poster had a purple scarf around her neck. I couldn't find a "stand-alone" photo to post here, but this is my take. I found this scarf at a second-hand store. Bonus - it has little yellow flowers. Too matchy? Maybe. Especially with the amethyst ring.

This week is supposed to be cold. Forgive me, people from countries with real winter. I wasn't mocking you, I promise! For Israel plus 5 centigrade is almost freezing temp. So what will I wear? We'll see.

Hobo Boots

I went outside of my comfort zone and bought myself some new boots. I think this is what the internet calls "homeless chic". They look like I've had them for about 20 years, trudging through the mud and running after freight trains... You know.

The biggest plus was their price. They are not leather, so they were cheap as chips. I had my doubts, that is sweaty feet and stuff. But I've worn them 3 times already and they are perfect. Comfortable and not sweaty at all, I wore them for my 11-hour work day and was happy as a bug.

This week the weather finally turned wintery and we had our first rain. So what happened? I wasn't ready. I have nice jackets, a beautiful new Zara trench, some stylish pieces that I could wear. So what did I wear? This old thing purchased in Vancouver 15 years ago. It's light as a feather and wrinkly to begin with, so you can roll it up and stick it in the bag if you have to (I didn't have to, it was cold).

Here is one outfit with the aforementioned boots. With the cardigan.

And without the cardigan.

And now for a bit of humor. Went to a department store the other day and found these T-shirts. Looked closely and saw something interesting.

Had to look again. No mistake there.

And then found another one.

Nice, eh?

But here something really nice I saw in a magazine called Mama-Info. Sweet sweet babies.

Doesn't it make you feel all warm and squishy inside?

Fire

You've probably heard on the news of the national disaster in Israel, the fire on mount Carmel and around it. Our "Little Switzerland", beautiful forests are gone, perished in the fire. Huge nature reserve, artists' villages among other things you can or rather could find in the area. The fire keeps spreading in spite of all the effort. More than 40 people dead.

I'm grateful to the international community, all the countries that sent people, equipment, materials to help us out.

Please pray for us.

Photos from the sites: www.haaretz.co.il, www.ynet.co.il, www.walla.co.il

Childhood Obsessions

A week passed by and I didn't post. I took these photos last Thursday and Friday. But I had to work on Friday which I usually don't, and it took all the wind out of my sails. Saturday was spent doing nothing except a bit of clean up and watching "Angels and Demons" which I liked. Surprise! I didn't like "Da Vinci Code" that much.

This is what I wore last Thursday. Forgive the lip biting on the photo, I was concentrating on positioning the camera, sucking in my stomach and all that stuff.



My skinny-ish jeans, a plain white wife-beater, floral jacket and red suede wedges. Rings and blue topaz earrings (too delicate to be seen).

Here, my mouth is relaxed. And so is the stomach.

I like the 3/4 sleeves and the flower pattern of the jacket. It's light enough for the weather.

Close-up of the fabric. Goes well with jeans, don't you think?

Couple of shots from Friday. I was going for the monochromatic look... First thing I did in the early morning - spilled some chocolate pudding on the scarf and pants. Washed the scarf with dishwashing liquid right away, rubbed the stain on the pants with alcohol (which left an even larger stain all around the chocolate stain...)

Wore my Aldo giraffe print pumps. They became comfortable after thorough 24-hour stretching session at the cobbler's.

After work on Friday I popped into the Nine West shop (should stop doing that, really) and bought myself a treat. Donley suede military inspired lace up booties. Blah-blah-blah, they offered a 200 NIS discount. Discounts like that are not to be ignored. I realize that when you convert it to USD you only get about 50 bucks or maybe 54 depending on exchange rate. But here you can feed your family for almost a week on that money (provided that they don't eat much of course). Anyway, it's all excuses, but the booties are super comfortable, I wore them to work the other day, took a bus there and back, walked from the bus and back on uneven pavement - and I lived to tell the world about it. Now if only I could find a decent picture of the booties! Never mind, I'll take one myself.

But the title of this post is not shoes, it's Childhood Obsessions. Let me introduce you to one of my little obsessions. Ever since I was about 10 I loved... pens. I could walk into a stationery shop and stand by the pens display for hours. I would also change my handwriting from time to time, copying my friends styles.

I stopped experimenting with the handwriting years ago, but I still love my pens. Here is one of them, a purple Monteverde. Behold the magnificence (is this a Faux Fuchsia-ism? I think so. Credit!)

Isn't it pretty? Nice and fat and heavy. I drag it to work with me and cringe if someone borrows it even for a second. Yes, I'm greedy like that.

Another fave of mine is this Swarovski pen. I bought it at the airport one night, while picking up my friend. You can't take me anywhere (and leave me alone for a minute). Out of all the things the Swarovski stand had to offer I chose a pen.

But of course! It has crystals inside! And I found the replacement refills for it here! Mini-Cross refills. Got ya!

While lots of people use PDAs and all kinds of other techno-gizmos to write down their appointments, I prefer the good old pen and paper. Here is my organizer or diary. My husband calls it my brain. I think he might be right. So does it mean that I have a pretty brain? With roses and stuff?

Trust me, I don't have roses on my brain. I have... shoes! That's right!