painfully hip road trip lite – the low-cal edition

ok lovelies, after much calendar-shuffling, mileage calculating and long (but fun!) hours of plotting, we are finally ready to unveil the almost-entirely-final-draft of the Painfully Hip Road Trip itinerary!
things got tricky – with a new baby making a grand entrance sometime at the end of july, (which requires aunt amber to be available bed-side in sacramento the minute eve says, “it’s time!”) we decided that the safest – and sanest – thing to do was stay within a somewhat reasonable driving distance. this meant we unfortunately had to cut back on a few of our eastern-most destinations. the next step was to shuffle the route around a bit, to bring us back to california a little sooner than we’d originally planned. no sad faces though! we’re crafty with our planning, and we’ve still managed to fit in a fantastical amount of awesomeness. (read: figured out a way to inflict our unrelenting thirst for thrift on as many of your towns as possible.)

so, without further ado, i now present Road Trip Lite!

painfullyhiproadtrip

* Phoenix, AZ – June 25, 26
* Sedona, AZ (and the surrounding Prescott/Flagstaff area) – June 26, 27, 28
* Santa Fe, NM – June 30
* Amarillo, TX – July 2
* Fayetteville, AR – July 4,5
* Austin, TX – July 7,8,
* Corpus Christi, TX – July 9
* El Paso, TX - July 11
* Tucson, AZ – July 12, 13
* San Diego, CA – July 15
* Los Angeles, CA – July 17
* Sacramento, CA – July 18
* Fresno, CA – July 20

you guys have been amazing, and we’re beyond honored by all of the secret thrifting spots we’ve been let in on, couches we’ve been offered, home-cooked meals we’ve been emailed about and the over-all insanely warm and enthusiastic response we’ve received from everyone. we promise we will try our hardest not to disappoint, with our stories from the road!

we’re also going to try our hardest to stick to the itinerary above so as not to disrupt the dates of the thrift-swaps that are in the works. (and a heads-up to anyone who left a comment about a swap but hasn’t heard from us yet – start checkin’ yer email! one’s a-comin!)
however, things might change just a little bit here and there, as we actually discover just how many miles we can handle in a car per day.

so, there you have it, in all its glory!
keep your peepers tilted in this direction as far as updates on swaps and other fun activities involving us meeting you and all of us being silly together.

keep the thrift tips flowing – as well as any other hints regarding fantastic attractions the above mentioned towns might be harboring! (there is an actual contest still going on, in case you might have forgotten! and don’t worry – we’re keeping very good records of who sent us where!)

and one final note, because short-and-sweet has never been my forte –
if you live in santa fe, amarillo or austin and are tickled by the thought of hosting a thrift swap or three thrilling-and-entirely-trustworthy individuals on our way through, then by all means, email me! hell, if you’re in any of the cities we’ve listed, let us know! (it’s good to have options, right?)
ok mom, stop reading, because i am now going to publicly display my email address to the entire internet population – deaverish@gmail.com.
hello stalkers!!

Wooo! Amber here!
Diana and I keep arguing over who is more excited!
My final note: If there are any aspiring models, hair and makeup artists, or photographers at any of our stops who would like to work with a couple of damn fine wardrobe stylists, let us know and we’ll see what we can’t work out! Our wardrobe will of course be limited to what we have with us on the road, but with all these thrift tips, we should be drowning in hipness in no time.

Can’t wait to meetcha!

EDIT: I almost forgot to tell you! The photo I took above was chosen as a FINALIST in the Crossroads Trading Company Fashion Photography Contest! YAY!!!

breaking the rules – how to break free when your internal fashion gestapo is screaming “halt!”

i need help. (ok, not like that.)

i need help with this -

a long long time ago, when i was young and naive and trying to make sense of all the terrible fashion choices that buffeted my innocent eyeballs each day as i darted between “ENG102″ and “GOV101,” i made a list of very strict and very mandatory rules regarding appropriate attire.

in hindsight, i understand that the real issue was this: leggings and uggs. it got particularly sticky when the owner of said items was under the impression that these items were actually the same as “pants and boots,” and wore them as such.

like i said though, i was young, and perhaps a bit hasty in my thought process, and so my Number One Rule For Dressing Myself became this:

1. i, diana, will never ever wear brown and black at the same time.

the problem though, is that this just doesn’t really work for me any more.

why?

because then i’d have to rule out things like this:

roseate spoonbill

roseate spoonbill

and this:

kennedy holmes

kennedy holmes

and if we’re going to be totally honest with each other, both of those magnificent photographs were just uploaded from the “HolyShitAwesome!!” folder on my computer.

so what’s the problem?

me. that’s the problem.

as much as now i see the error in my rash ruling against the black-brown combo, i still can’t get comfortable pulling it off myself.


i did it to myself – i know – but please, tell me i’m not the only one who just can’t will themselves to break a stupid self-imposed fashion rule.
and then share with me – oh brave, brave readers that you are – how you whooped that stupid rule’s ass.

hey diana! how do i save money on haircuts?

funny you ask, because i happen to be a bit of an expert in that field.  
let’s not waste any time on small-talk – we’ve got some Serious Money-Saving Hair Business to get down to!

1.  you know that thing they do every time you leave the hair salon?  the one where they say, “so we’ll see you in 4-6 weeks, right?  how about we just book that next appointment right now, since we fill up so fast…”
well, that’s a lie.  (usually.)  i worked in a pretty upscale salon for a year when i was still in nyc, and even there, under most circumstances it was possible to book an appointment with your favorite stylist about a week in advance.  (i mean, if this is your wedding day hair style were talking about you might want to call more than a day ahead, but otherwise…  hold your ground, soldier!  don’t let them bully you into committing to shelling out another $30, $60, $150, or whatever it is your stylist charges every four weeks.)  

2. (this ties in with #1…) take some time to find a stylist you love.  
someone you trust, who really “gets” not only your look, but also the texture of your hair.  this is super-important.  and unfortunately, most often found at the higher-priced salons.  the up-side of this though, is that with the right cut, you can easily go two, 3, even 6 months between visits.  hair doesn’t grow that fast, and in most cases it takes a few weeks to stop looking “freshly butchered” and grow into it’s full potential.

3. experiment with hair accessories.
even when you know you’ve pushed it way past “acceptable,” you can usually get a few more weeks, (ahem…  months?  stop staring at me.)  out of a ragged ‘do by clipping it up, pinning it back, twisting it around something, knotting it, braiding it – and if all else fails, i heard the turban is making a comeback

what if – like me – you are morally opposed to bling in the weave?
pick an accessory that’s small, tasteful, and similar to your hair color.  check it:

headband

this is a fine example of what i like to call a ‘totally classy hair-piece.’  
it also happens to be holding some Very Angry Bangs back while i procrastinate getting a trim.
you can find more totally classy hair pieces by clicking on the picture.  or
here.  i dare you.
bonus: they’re a total bargain, and made by the sweetest etsy-er ever.

 

4. ask about (free!) fringe-trims between visits.  
most salons at the mid-to-nice end of the spectrum offer complimentary bang trims between visits.  (of course you still want to slip your stylist a little “thank you” cash, but that’s nothing compared to the standard 20% on a full-priced haircut.)  getting your fringe trimmed between cuts will do wonders for  hairs that seem like they’ve grown past the point of acceptable.  unless you’re doing something drastically short or super-shaped, no one’s going to notice if your sides are half an inch longer than they normally are.  this leads me to #5:

5. trim it yourself!
i’m serious.  i’m also serious that there are some pretty big rules that go along with this advice.  such as:

  • take time.  this is not something you want to tackle when you’ve got 5 minutes to get out the door for work.
  • don’t cut more than 1/4″ in one snip.  you can always keep trimming.  unfortunately, (i’ve learned) you can’t glue that stuff back on once it’s landed in the sink.
  • cut it dry.  never EVER trim when it’s wet.  hair “shrinks” up once the water-weight isn’t weighing it down.  i’m not kidding.  don’t do it.
  • do not combine this activity with wine consumption, tequila shots, beer-bongs, or any other methods of alcohol ingestion.  ”hair-cutting” and “party atmosphere” do not belong in the same bathroom.  even if it’s just a party of one…
  • same goes for “emotional turmoil.”  if you and the boyf just exchanged a few unfriendly words, this is not the time to pick up the scissors.   turn to the beer bong instead, ok?
  • oh, and use hair scissors.  they don’t have to be expensive ones, but come on, we’re classy ladies (and lads.)  do we really want to trim our hair with the same scissors we just pruned the ficus with?  no.

6. preventative maintenance.
don’t shampoo every day.  this is incredibly damaging and entirely unnecessary.  trust me, i have that lucky combo of baby-fine locks and hyperactive grease glands – (is that what they’re called?)  i will be retiring the day they develop a car that runs off of sebum.  but in the meantime, i’ve learned that my hair is much much healthier when i rinse it every day in the shower (and even use a vigorous scrubbing motion, which helps distribute the oils more evenly,) but only shampoo every 3-4 days.  same goes for using heat tools – if you must blow dry, aim at the roots and spray the ends with a heat-protecting product.  combining these two will almost entirely eradicate split-ends from your life, which means, “hair cut what?!”  
(throwing in a little deep-conditioning treatment every once in a while doesn’t hurt either…)

see?  i just saved you a ton on your hair expenses.  that’s more than that geico lizard can say…

Yay, Diana!
For more cheap-as-free hair and beauty tips, here is another amazing PainfullyHipster post by the lovely Mary Catherine about spending pennies instead of hundreds on better beauty products.
-Amber

public nudity and other acceptable behavior

being the blue-eyed, dark-haired pasty girl that i am, the whole nude thing (yes, i mean nude-toned clothing, you pervs!) has never been that attractive to me.  i find that it either, a) washes me out even more, or b) gives me the appearance of  having applied a dollar-store brand self-tanner in the shape of an outfit.  neither of these are high on my list of “looks i’m going for.”  

so things that we’re not allowed in my closet were as follows:  nudes.  and then somehow that started leaking into the “whites, off-whites, creams, tans, pale pink and light brown” categories as well.

call me closed-minded.  that’s ok.  

then, back in the good old days of january or february, i stumbled across this picture of the incredibly gorgeous nikki, of flair to remember:

nikki11

that is a pretty sweet outfit going on right there, consisting of some colors i do believe i’ve banned from my life!

and then, wait!  what’s this perfection?  it’s peachy, but…  it could also almost pass as a nude!  and i’m coveting it?  what’s happening?! 

nikki21

 

yes, i know she’s tanned and gorgeous, but my pasty-ass has decided that it wants in on some of this action.   so i went to saver’s with the intention of finding myself something nude-ish, but still well within the comfort of my safety zone.

i procured a pair of 80′s peach-colored wedges.  i slapped on a very conservative layer of self-tanner, (not the dollar-store brand,) and i wore them in public.  and i can assure you with my Most Serious Face that these peach wedges have not left my tootsies in well over a week.  

thus begins the saga of my obsessive patrolling of All Things Nude on the internet.
wait.  that came out very wrong.

would you like some more inspirational photos?  (really, i mean, who doesn’t?)

 

deargolden

you know what i call that?  i call that “wow.”  (she, however, prefers to go by the moniker dear golden, and her fantastic etsy shop is packed full of the most amazing pieces, many of which fall into the “pale hues diana previously avoided” category.  this will be the first etsy shop i buy out entirely when i win the lottery tomorrow.)

so in a wild attempt to be a fun-loving, free-spirited and open-minded human being, i went out last weekend in, (get ready!) pure white and pale, pale pink.  and maybe a pair of nude wedges were thrown in there…  the over-all response?  two enthusiastic thumbs up.  i was even challenged to a dance-off by a very cute boy at my favorite bar.
i would share the photographic proof, but someone (ahem…  you know who you are…) failed to clue me in on the fact that white skirts require a slip.

question:  ladies!  what have we learned today?

answer:  approach life with an open mind – you just might be missing out on a whole lot of really great nudity.  (or at the very least an invitation to a dance-off or two…)  

road trips, beach houses and what to wear on a romantic weekend getaway

immediately after amber announced our road-trip plans for the summer, (i’ve been alternating between squealing and practice-packing for the past 2 weeks…) we both decided we needed to take mini-vacations.    

i think it’s worth mentioning that we did not consult each other when making these weekend-getaway plans, and this is not the first time we’ve both had the  same thought pattern at the same time, an entire state away from each other and considered ourselves original.  (case number one: earlier in the week we discovered we will both be in brooklyn for the same week next month.  yep, us west-coast gals will be meeting for the entirely un-planned first time, about 3 million miles from our homes.)

you could say that amber and i are kind of like the same person.  (PLEASE let that start some internet-drama where someone accuses us of actually being the same person.  please?  please?!)

anyway, we’re not the same person.  amber’s holed up in a sweet beach-house in sunny california this weekend, and i’m forcing a boy i like very much to participate in some romantic-getaway thrifting in northern az.  and you know what else?  i can pretty much guarantee that between amber and i, i’m the only one who remembered to pack my favorite wooden road-trip outfit:

 

diana's best outfit