Dress the part

Dress the part

Hi there honeyssss,

Long time no chat.. Sorry I suck and haven’t written a post since ‘Nam (that is referring to the Vietnam War if you were wondering) Buuuut I really had intentions to get some more posts up and then I got hit with the “I have no energy and all of my ideas are dumb” feeling, so those posts didn’t happen. And on top of my sudden lack of ability to type coherent thoughts, I was plagued with finding outfits for everything graduation related. Who could have guessed that someone like me, that shops for fun and browses online retailers multiple times a day, would rather have gotten 100 tiny papercuts in between her fingers than look at ONE MORE DRESS?!

I would assume that you all wouldn’t have guessed that, and I sure didn’t either. 3 weeks ago, I thought that I should probably get looking for some graduation outfits.. yes, plural. (I am essentially using these next two months as an opportunity to make 10 outfit changes into the sassiest, cutest outfits my mind can conceive). But when I took to the world wide interweb to do some purchasing, you would have thought that the online shopping gods were punishing me for that one time I ordered a recorder (like the one you had to play ‘Hot Cross Buns’ on in 4th grade) on Amazon.. which I have yet to receive if you were wondering. Maybe they weren’t punishing me, but I will tell you that my search was long and strenuous.

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Pretty much I was that girl in the movie montage that scrolled through countless pages of dress after dress, followed by rompers, and then matching sets (okay, so maybe there aren’t any montages like this – but there should be). Anyway, my search came up dry every gosh dang time, and for me, shopping for a specific event is kinda like finding a crime suspect.. if no evidence is found in the first 48 hours, might as well pack up and throw in the towel. But I was determined to find me the best outfits for my senior pictures (mostly because you can’t send out graduation announcements wearing nothing but your cap and gown. That would sure be weird).

So after my fingers cramped, my eyes went crossed, and I could tell you the price, color and accompanying reviews for every single semi-formal piece of clothing ever made.. I finally found some options. Thank you sweet baby Jesus, one too many cold brews, and of course my trusty phone which only died every time I was finally about to put something in my cart. But the moral of this not-dramatic-whatsoever story is that I am going to share my picks for graduation pictures with you, and then in the next couple of weeks I will also share the best options for the ceremony, to the party, to the after party 😉 and everywhere in between. Hopefully this helps and you find the perfect, photo-worthy outfit in a fraction of the time it took me. Sidenote: if you’re not graduating, just use this guide as an excuse to buy a bunch of cute summer looks (maybe upstage the graduates at their parties too. ;))

Go out there and strut your stuff and show off all of my hard work. Until next time. <3

Xo, Ciera

A sibling workout at its finest

A sibling workout at its finest

Hi cuties,

Happy Tuesday and guest post day by the crowd favorite, Justin Michael Farley. If you were wondering, I’m funnier than him, but I’ll let him have his moment once again. Here goes nothin’ friends —

Guess who’s back, back again, Justin’s back, tell all your damn friends (Ciera that means tell Brittany). What up peeps, Ciera decided to bring back her favorite guest blogger, and boy do I have a story for y’all. As C-train’s mentioned on here before, she’s a “spin instructor” (you’ll understand why this is in quotes later), and has been begging me for ages to come down and give it a shot. Now let me interject here and say that I don’t think of myself as a fitness god or anything of the sort… but I’d definitely say I’m more than a man, you know like Hercules or something. Anyways, C-unit’s been training some of the gals that I CrossFit with (yeah bro), and once they started on the prodding, it was decided, I was attending a class taught by my little sis.

Now I’ve heard some rumors about this place, but thought: “How hard could this possibly be?” Find out below:

9:50 AM: Hanna (C-dogs favorite ginger and my other half) and I rolled into what I would describe as a cross between an EDM show setup and a dungeon with bikes and punching bags sprinkled throughout.

9:57 AM: My bike is assigned to me and lo and behold, it’s front and center in front of C-money. Inner thought: “Ha, she actually thinks she’s gonna make me sweat”.

9:59 AM: Class is about to begin and I look to my left and right ready to start joking with some of my boys in the class about how easy this stuffs about to be… It’s me and 10 little fireballs all licking their chops for this class to begin. Inner thought: “C’mon man, no other dudes? I’m gonna be KILLING IT in here, I might have to slow down to not show these gals up”.

10:00 AM: It’s go-time. The lights turn down low, the big video board at the front of the room starts out slow with a music video on, and the music quietly pumping, its on! Inner thought: “Time to show em all what’s up, gonna go all Lance Armstrong on em.”

10:01 AM: QUARTER TURN!!!!!!!! PUUUUUSHHHHHH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BAR ON!!!!!!!Inner thought: “What the S@#T was that????” Who’s yelling at us? Why are these girls not more worried??”

10:03 AM: That’s when I saw her… it looked kinda like C-dizzle up on the lead bike with a microphone attached to her ear, but with more than a hint of rage in those eyes. Inner thought: “IS CIERA OK?? Did she take too much pre-workout?”

10:10 AM: About to start song number 3. Getting a little warm. Legs starting to feel it. Slight concern still on my face for whatever took ever C-pain’s body at 10 AM.

10:16 AM:  Spin Sergeant on the lead bike: “TIME FOR HILLS, WE ALL WARMED UP??” Inner thought: “Warmed up?? It’s gotta be close to 11 by now, no way these girls can keep going.” I look around expecting to see some defeated faces… 10 stone faced killers looking up at their fearless leader with nary a drip of sweat. Inner thought: “Obviously they are all on steroids”

10:22 AM: Six songs in. Spin Almighty on the lead bike: “THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT ONTO SPRINTSSSSSSSS!” Inner thought: “Sprints? How about a cool down…. I mean for the girl crew, not me” as sweat starts beading on my forehead. The spin cult around me: smiles mixed with snarls, waiting for the next song.

10:30 AM: Sweat no longer beading on my forehead… now falling straight to the floor, arms soaked, underwear… never mind. Spin Supreme Leader: “NICE LADIESSSS!!!!!” (WTF, I’m here too) “GRAB THOSE DUMBBELLS, ONTO ARMSSSSS” Inner thought: “Arms??? Who signed up for arms, this is spinning!” The spin devotees around me: immediately grab the dumbbells and rep out 1000 straight curls or something, I don’t know, I think I’m delirious at this point.

10:42 AM: Either sweat or tears pooling around me. Shirt comes off, screw it. Inner thought: “Is it frowned upon to get down to my boxer shorts too?” Spin demons around: might be starting a ritual chant to their leader or singing along to the Brittany Spears song, I can’t tell.

10:45 AM: Satan’s Spawn at the head of the class: LAST SONG BEFORE THE COOL DOWNNNN!!!! Inner thought: None. My legs might still be moving or not, I can’t tell. Spin soldiers: Legs moving 90 MPH, confidence=high. Mine=shot.

10:50 AM: As if a flip was switched, the demon that had taken over C-stunna was exorcised and then in her normal voice: “Great job class, thanks for coming!” Me: on the floor possibly drowning in my own sweat and tears. Everyone else: light talking and laughing, with small hints of sweat glistening.

6:30 AM Monday morning: The class is long gone, C-breezy has long since turned off the lights. The janitor comes in and sweeps me off the floor telling me it’s time for the next class to begin.

— Justin

So if you ever want to get your ass kicked, or maybe encounter a dysfunctional, yet comical brother-sister relationship.. come hang out at Escape and get yo spin on. 🙂

Xo, Ciera

We’ve got a lot to catch up on

We’ve got a lot to catch up on

Hey hey hey,

It’s a wonderful Thursday now that the sun is out and the snow is melted for now. Every morning I wake up and see snow on the ground is another day that I die a little inside, and today was just one of those days. Apparently UNR believes in snow-driving as a regular activity and likes all of its students to practice it on a daily basis, so there is no chance of a cancelled school day anytime soon. With that being said, snow & school are at about the very top of my least favorites list right now, so instead of continuing on with my whining, I’ll share my list of recent favorites with you.

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It has been ages since I did a favorites post, and I have not stopped using random products that may or may not work sooooo I have a good chunk of things to throw your way. As always, I will only tell you the good-good because I appreciate your time and money more than I appreciate my own apparently (insert shrugging emoji here). Alrighty friends, let’s get this favorites party started.

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  1. IGK Toning Drops – Honestly, I didn’t know these existed up until a couple of months ago, and I think my life has been forever changed since that discovery. My brassy ass has the brassiest of brassy hairs and a toning in the salon every 8 weeks is just not in the budget.. luckily these drops take care of all of the nasty copper colors in my hair that I try to avoid. Disclaimer: it will make your hands purple if you are not careful.
  2. Isle of Paradise Dark Tanning Water – If there was a contest for the most tanning methods tried by any one person, I think I would win (if there is one, please let me know). There are definitely pros and cons to each method, but this spray water gives the perfect purple-tinted tan. Also, it doesn’t rub off on your clothes or easily sweat off, because surprisingly enough your clothes don’t want to be tanned as well.
  3. Beauty Blender Case – Although you may not want to admit it, that spongy thing that you are applying makeup with is not germ free. Those little suckers are crawling with bacteria, and deserve to be washed and nuked in the microwave more often than you would assume. The case is the perfect everyday necessity to house your blender post-makeup application and air out all of its sins.
  4. Citrus Stitch Hair Scarves – There is no better accessory than a hair scarf when you are just feeling a wee bit blah about any outfit. Ashlyn, the maker of these hair scarves is also the nicest, kindest soul and deserves all of the success in the world. She hand sews each one with love and makes sure you feel super super cute.
  5. White/Ivory/Light Pink Eyeliner – I used to be on this white eyeliner kick in high school where I outlined my eyeball with it.. but I looked more like an extra for an ice princess role instead of like someone that knows how to do their makeup. Nowadays I use a light shade of eyeliner right on the inside of my tear duct just to brighten up my eyes and look a little dewy for the day.

That’s all I’ve got for now, mostly because I can’t force myself off of the couch to see if there is anything else I need to add to the list. If I think of any additions, expect to see them on the next edition of ‘Favorites with Ciera’. Have the best of days and the wildest of weekends.

Xo, Ciera