And so it goes

Everything in the entire world has changed since I started this blog. A quick play-by-play for those who might not know...

- Last fall, my husband and I divorced after six years of marriage.

- I reacted to this in a number of ways, from refusing to leave the house or eat to dancing all night at skeezy bars and drinking way too many 7&7s.

- As I began to get back on my feet, I was on a date that turned bad, leaving me with some bruises, a sliced up hand, and a really bad attitude towards men. Oh, and a stun gun.

- Six weeks after this occured, my adopted hometown was obliterated by a tornado. Countless friends lost their homes and livelihoods, and three friends, along with one of my Girl Scouts and her little brother, lost their lives. It was the single most horrendous, life-altering event of my lifetime, and I'm sure that most of my friends in Joplin could say the same.

- Then FEMA came knocking and wanted my apartment...after all, I was only one person living there, and they had countless homeless families to house..

- And my beloved job sold the office building we were housed in. This was a good fiscal move, it just left things undecided and shaky.

- I am now back at what was once home, in Texas. I grew up here, and left at 16. I lived here for two months after my freshman year of college, and after that, was never here for more than a week. In the last ten years. I live with my mom and our animals, and I have a job that I really enjoy at another non-profit.

In my state of shock over the last 8 months or so, fashion and makeup have gone out the window. I'm doing really well to make sure whatever I wear is ironed, and that I have on concealer under the circles below my eyes at the very least.

Now that I'm starting to pick back up, I want to pick my blog back up. I need fresh inspiration and input from the incredibly kind followers who are still subscribed! Here's some of my quandaries.

- I'm in a professional job, and I'm no longer providing direct services (my work clothes don't have to be child-proof anymore). I still want to look young and fun and quirky, while still being accessible to donors.

- I DO NOT FIT IN with the general style of this area. Think blonde, tan, stacked, lots of rhinestones, lots of jewelry, just LOTS in general. Coach purses everywhere. Oh, and the pixie cut? That just wins me the lesbian question a lot. Not that I really care, but really? My sexual preferences are defined by my hair?

- I am about to enter my LATE TWENTIES. The big 2-8, to be exact. I need to be a little more age-appropriate, without giving up and buying everything from Chico's.

-The shopping sucks here. Way worse than Joplin. yes, Joplin was a lot smaller, but I could drive to Anthro, Urban Outfitters, Loft, Nordstrom, etc in less than two hours. Now I'd have to drive five hours to my nearest Nordies. NO FREAKING BUENO. I have: Ross, TJ Maxx, Plato's Closet, Dillards, Gap, Steinmart, Express, AE...that's about it.

-Um, the water here is making my skin change. I have used Clinique skincare for a million years, and all of a sudden, I have breakout. The only real change is the water. (Don't say it's stress- even when the world was crumbling around me in Missouri, my skin was freaking perfect)

So, help?

More posts to come, with pretty pictures and the stuffs I'm lusting after. Also, I will be singing sweet hallelujahs to the return of the flared hipster jean. Seriously. Amazing. Life-changing.