Archive for April, 2011

Fun Fact: Since 2009, the reverse side of the Sacagawea dollar has been changing yearly to depict different scenes of Native American accomplishments.


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So I was talking to Andy today, and the topic of yoga came up. I think he was saying that if I did yoga, I would be flexible enough to do … something. I don’t remember what. I only pay attention to like 14% of what that kid says. Any more is hazardous to my health.

Anyway, I was like, um, I survived a month of Bikram yoga, and I totally owned at it, so, trust me, I am more than flexible enough to do whatever the heck it was that we were talking about. And then I remembered this mildly amusing yoga story and I told him about it, and I figured it was mildly amusing enough to share here.

A sculpture of a Hindu yogi in the Birla Mandi...

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So once, not too long ago, I was just doing yoga in my room. My bedroom is the biggest one in our house, and the center is completely open and bare, save for a really pretty area rug. I sprawl out on that rug with my books, with my computer, I pray salaat on that rug, I spread out whatever project I’m working on (painting, sewing, Legos, whatever), I sit or lay on it for my meditation crap, and I roll out my yoga/exercise mat on it.

You know, the two times a year I take it out with the intention of actually working out. Actually, no, I take it out more than that, but usually I spread it out and then I fall asleep on top of it in my yoga shorts and tank because working out is too much work and naps are too pleasant.

So yeah. Suffice it to say, I love my room and the big area rug in the middle.

This isn't my room, but I get the same sanctuary-type vibe from it. My room has less colors. Colors are too stimulating, and cause me to make trouble. :/

Full disclosure: I don’t work out. I don’t run, I don’t belong to a gym, I don’t use any of those exercise videos with the too-cheerful instructors that make me want to punch kittens, and the only time I did anything that could be called working out was that one-month Bikram yoga class I took, which I took mostly because it was half off and I wanted to prove myself I could do some kind of hardcore work out (it’s done in 120F temps in a closed studio) since I, again, never worked out. I’ve never done it again, because it costs too much for me to justify spending, and because I think Bikram Chaudhry is an asshole, but I’m looking into reasonably priced hot yoga classes in my area. Hot yoga is the same as Bikram yoga, except Bikram Chaudhry doesn’t get any of my money.

So, the two or three times I’ve dragged out my yoga mat, I’ve always done it on my island of a rug in the middle of my room.

So I was doing a bunch of ashtanga poses, the sun salutations, all of that, and I was doing really well because, again, I’m flexible enough. Note: I’m not strong. Not at all. I’m just flexible *enough.* I’m certainly not some awesome yogi over here.

But I got cocky.

I got cocky, you guys. I flew too close to the sun. :/

I decided to do the turtle pose. And not the wimpy turtle pose: I decided to do the hardcore turtle pose. I decided to do this:

Yeah. THIS.

I stole this picture from Yoga In My Life, which some of you more consistent yogis might want to check out.

THIS was the pose I attempted.

And THIS was the pose I totally pulled off.

It wasn’t difficult at all. At that point I’d been working on my yoga poses for about an hour, so I was pretty limber already. I had no trouble getting into the pose and I really stretched into it, totally feeling it in my hamstrings and arms. It was awesome. I loved it. I must have held that pose for five minutes, easy, stretching into it and maintaining the steady yoga breathing.

And then my brother came running up the steps and knocked on my door (he never enters – cultural thing) and told me I had a phone call.


Um, okay.

I prepared myself mentally to get out of the pose. And then I tried to get out of the pose.



I was stuck, you guys. I was stuck GOOD.

And yes, I looked ridiculous. I looked … well, exactly like this picture I showed you earlier:

Naturally, Andy found this hilarious. My brother found it pretty hilarious at the time, too.

I’d attempted this position without the guidance of a yoga teacher, and nowhere near a yoga studio. I was just doing it on my own. And had I been doing it in a studio, the teacher would have seen my confusion and come over and told me, step by step, exactly which part of my body to move so that I could get out of it. And I think I tried the reverse-of-how-I-got-into-it like you’re supposed to when doing tricky yoga positions, but who knows? Maybe I didn’t. Maybe I just panicked and squirmed for a good FIVE MINUTES before I worked myself free.

And when I ran down to get the phone my friend was like, dude, what took you so long? And because I have a problem with not really realizing until it’s too late that my stories make me sound like a hopelessly inept fool, I was like I WAS STUCK IN A TURTLE AND IT WAS SO SCARY. :C

This seems like one of those times.



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I got my millionth BeyondTheRack email today (if you’re not a member and want to be, leave a comment here WITH THE EMAIL FIELD FILLED OUT and I’ll send you an invite – if you don’t leave me an email, I can’t help you) and instead of perusing through the stuff, marking off the stuff I want to buy but won’t because I don’t need it and there are starving children here in the US and abroad, and moving on with my day, I thought I’d share some of the business casual things that caught my eye and won a spot on my wishlist.

I’ll do this occasionally, and keep it time-sensitive. The boutiques featured today will be open until the 14th, so you still have some time to head on over and check them out. You will need to log in to get to the purchase page and be able to buy the stuff. Just be aware of that.

Anya Black Forest Jeans - $34.99

These. I want these.


They are black and they are slim (meaning they’ll fit kind of normal on me) and I don’t have any black jeans right now and I have these knee-high-ish leather boots that would look FABULOUS with these and I want them.


Alas, they are not in my size. 😦

Few pairs of pants ever are. That is why I shop in the little girls’ section at Target for pants sometimes, or the juniors’ section at Aeropostale, even though, really, who’s shopped at Aeropostale anymore since being a mildly preppy high schooler?



Cafe au Lait scarf in red and black - $8.99

Lovely. I love the warm colors and I love the texture of the scarf – or at least the texture as I can tell it from the picture. 😛

I don’t have that many scarves anymore – or, rather, I do, but they live in my mom’s scarf closet now. So by that logic, I have WAY TOO MANY scarves and don’t need this. But it’s pretty.


Patchwork Scarf in Red and Turquoise - $14.99

I don’t need this one either, but in my defense, I have far less rectangular scarves than I do square ones like the previous one. And by “I” I mean my mom. But, whatever, semantics.


If anyone would like to get me presents for being my awesome self, now you’re getting a sense for what my tastes tend toward. If you need sizing information, ask Andy. But if he pulls out something from the American Girl Doll Store to give you a better idea, RUN.

I mean, really, what kind of grown man has stuff from the American Girl Store just lying around?


I worry about him, you guys.

I also report him anonymously to the po-po and the Feds. Because I have a lot of time on my hands.

(No, I don’t. Have time on my hands, that is.)

Cap in Camel and Gold - $8.99

I don’t really wear hats, mostly because of my glasses, but now that I wear contacts more, I’ve started to really like hats. My favorite last fall were those suede bucket hats, maybe with a little ribbon or something. Those looked adorable on me.

But I love this one. And I can totally imagine all the things I’d wear it with. YAY HATS.

Haha, remember this?


That gang of babies ambushed him, after all.

Multicolor Pendant - $84.99

Last one!

Now, this necklace is way expensive. I’d never pay that much for a necklace. (All of my artificial jewelry has been purchased at very reasonable prices if it’s Indian jewelry, and my normal, artificial non-Indian jewelry mostly comes from gifts. My genuine jewelry, Indian and non-Indian, is all either a gift or belongs to my mom and ergo is MINE MINE MINE. 😛 Heh. So yeah, I’ve never really HAD to buy nice jewelry, hence my ‘this is too expensive’ comment.)

Besides, you guys know me. You know it’s hard for me to spend money on myself when it comes to clothes and accessories. I buy basically everything on sale, and I keep my clothes in good condition and wear them carefully, generally, so that they last longer. This is also partly because I don’t really like shopping. The longer I can go without shopping for myself, the better.

But I really like this necklace. If it was like $15, I’d probably buy it. 😛 Wow, that makes me sound really cheap.

But again, that’s mostly for the reasons explained up there, and also because I don’t wear jewelry that often unless I want to or have to be gussied up, and I’m not going to pay $100 for a necklace I’ll probably wear like 5 times a year.

Also, can we talk about how horrible Andy is at figuring out whether or not I’m gussied up? Because he is. He is a terrible judge of guss. Get this: I was wearing my normal jeans, a tee, a cardigan, my green Chucks, and nothing else. I had a little bit of eyeliner on. No other makeup, just eyeliner and mascara. Because I was wearing my contacts and I always wear eyeliner/mascara if I wear my contacts.

And he said I was gussied up.


Ugh. This boy. I just can’t anymore.

Trust me, you guys would be able to tell if I was gussied up. YOU’D BE ABLE TO TELL I PROMISE.

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I have bought many things from the Limited over the years. There have always been two Limiteds at the mall I usually go to if I have to go to a mall to shop: The Limited and Limited Too, where the two o’s were little hearts, and everything inside was Hello Kitty.


That was a scary, ungodly place, you guys. Abandon hope, all who entered there.

But the Limited is much nicer, and not so scary or ungodly. I have a couple sweaters from there that I LOVE, and some cute silk blouses/shells that I wear with suits occasionally.

And today only, you can take advantage of a great deal from the Limited – 25% off your order AND free shipping when you visit from your mobile phone. If you’re on your phone right now, just click here or on the picture to get to the Limited and start shopping.

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Another little bargain I found today – if these things are cluttering up your inbox or your reader and you don’t like it, leave me feedback and I’ll figure something out, maybe consolidate the posts or something – that I thought I’d share.

I’m a big fan of Avon stuff. The makeup generally doesn’t irritate my skin, I love the brushes and the loofahs, and the bodywash smells incredible and leaves my skin super soft. Plus, they’ve always got great sales going on, and even when they don’t, the stuff is reasonably priced anyway, so it’s not a big deal.

Whenever I think of Avon, I think of the great Animaniacs parody of Tim Burton’s “Edward Scissorhands,” called “Skullhead Boneyhands.” 😀 Remember that? The little lady that finds Mr. Skullhead is an “Alon” representative and she brings him home from his creepy mansion and shenanigans ensue. If you haven’t seen it, I think you should. I can’t find it online, but seriously, just Netflix the Animaniacs. It’s only 3 seasons.

Avon’s got some great promotions going on right now. First up? The bodywash. Oh, man, the bodywash.

SkinnyJeans and I have discussed this bodywash and why it is fantastic. 😐 I suspect SJ was mocking me but WHATEVER. This bodywash *is* fantastic! There are a bazillion different scents that all smell amazing, and it makes my skin feel super soft.

Also, seriously, $2 a bottle.

So, yay.

Except someone at my house keeps stealing it. <_< … >_> All possible suspects have denied it, though. And I don’t have time to figure out who it is. Also, I keep forgetting that it’s being stolen in the first place.

But I have like 20 bottles of the stuff (that hang neatly on your shower faucet thing or towel rod or whatever!) so whatever. I can make do for a while.

Avon also has some other great products on sale at ridiculous mark-downs, so if you’re in need of some extra make up, stock up.

Clickety click.

There are a TON of lipsticks, along with a mineral mascara, some blush, some eyeliner, and a couple lip glosses. What would I go with? I’m staying away from eyeliner that’s not mineral due to my recent allergic reaction to either my eyeliner or my contact lenses which had some eyeliner crap on them (seriously, my upper lash rims swelled up like little caterpillars; thankfully I was basically the only one that noticed, so it must not have been too tragic-looking), so I’d probably go with the everlasting lipstick and everlasting lipgloss.

I like lipglosses and lipsticks. I usually have about 5-8 in my purse at any give time (3 if I’m carrying a teeny clutch) even though I rarely use them. They’re basically my security blanket. My grown up security blanket.


I’m not weird.

…You’re weird.


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Until I get back to my daily blogging with my fun outfits usually inspired by celebrities or TV characters, I’m going to try to post little snippets about daily or local deals, called Business Bargains or Local Love. These will all be work-related, somehow, and will be things I like or things I want to try, that I’m sure some of my readers will take an interest in as well. In May I’ll be back to my normal blogging schedule, hopefully. Yay!

Today’s deal that I think a lot of you will go for is the Glowing Skin collection at Bare Escentuals.

Clicky click.

I’m sharing this mostly because I’ve used Bare Escentuals before (and still have some of their stuff in my neglected little make up bin) and love their products. I have very sensitive skin, and also combination skin – as in, dry in some parts, oily in others. I have a hell of a time finding something that will zap the oily spots and moisturize the dry spots without irritating my skin.

(I keep a lot of tea tree and olive oil around, as tea tree oil is great for treating little blemishes – like the kind that occasionally pop up if something irritates my skin – and olive oil is great for healing and soothing the skin and just kind of balancing it out.)

I love, love, love their makeup, because it’s light and powdery and goes on so easily, and for someone as spastic and twitchy and attention-span-deficit as I am, it’s great to have something that you can just brush on really quickly and wander away from and forget. I’m not one of those people that can spend forever in front of the mirror, layering on moisturizer and foundation and concealer and primer and blush and bronzer and shimmer crap and God only knows what else most of us slather on our faces.

Assorted cosmetics and tools

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Hell, I’m lucky if I slick on some sunscreen and remember to dab on some colored lip gloss (instead of the Alba non-petroleum-based petroleum jelly I love to use on my lips) before I run out the door to go get into trouble.

A great cleanser and moisturizer that fix trouble spots on my face, and a little thing of powder/foundation/concealer/all-in-one that goes on smooth and fast to kind of even out my skin tone is a great way to wear make up and look somehow NOT like I just rolled out of bed, without laboring over it.

Bare Escentuals has tons of great stuff up right now, and some great stuff on sale, and this $90 value is marked down to $60, so if you’re interested, head on over to snag it before it’s no longer in stock!

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So, “Local Love” is a new little feature I’m adding to the blog, under the Business Casual category, to highlight some awesome local deals that I know my audience will want to take advantage of. What audience? All of you folks that work. What locale? Chicago, of course! That toddlin’ town that ol’ Blue Eyes sang about.

I snapped this like 2 years ago; it's my FAVORITE spot in the Loop to go and sit. Sometimes I eat my lunch or drink my root beer on the dock right here and talk to the people messing around on their boats. So pretty.

Today’s local deal is for those of you that are a little stressed out. Who am I kidding? That’s EVERYONE. Maybe you carry your stress and tension in your shoulders, like me. Maybe you carry it in your neck, like me. Maybe you carry it in your upper back, like me. Maybe you carry it in your lower back, …like me.


Don’t look so surprised. You guys know I’m high-strung and often stabby. Of course it manifests itself in my body! I’m the most tense, twitchy little thing you ever saw. Andy can attest to this. We’ve been sitting next to each other in class for three years now and every time he moves his arm I flinch or startle and he looks at me like I’m crazy.


I can’t help it. 😦 He’s very tall and broad-shouldered and I’ve always been sekritly afraid that he’s just waiting for the right moment to squash me. 😡 He’s just that kind of person, you guys. I just don’t feel safe here anymore.


But I’ve found a great way to combat my twitchiness: massages. Oh, God, you guys, massages. They’re the best. But they can get a little pricey, which is why I’m particularly interested in this local deal, and I’m sure many of my Chicago friends will want to take advantage of it as well.

Click for the invite (via StyleChicago)

Seriously, check out those prices. This comes to me via StyleChicago, and if you’re not a member yet, you should totally sign up. You’ll need to print out the invite and bring it with you for your appointment, and remember to mention StyleChicago when you call to book your appointment.

Pertinent details are below:


Lincoln Park South location (GRAND OPENING)

1845 N. Clybourn Ave (right across from the Trader Joe’s)

(773) 904 – 1100

Remember, mention STYLECHICAGO when calling to make your appointment, and bring the invite with you.

Have fun!

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