Fall Fashion Part 2 – Shoes, Bags, and Jewelry #fashion #accessories #shoes #boots #jewelry


Welcome to Part 2 of my Fall Fashion Picks. Today’s picks are on the shoes, boots, jewelry, and bags to go with yesterday’s clothing and scarves. Enjoy!

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Everyday Bag and Bright Blue (www.mattandnat.com)

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Another Everday Bag in Grey (www.mattandnat.com)

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Brief Case in Brown (wwe.mattandnat.com)

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Classic Black Brief Case (www.mattandnat.com)

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Burgandy/Red Purse (www.mattandnat.com)

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Purse in Camel (www.mattandnat.com)

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Clutch in Beige (www.mattandnat.com)

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Cute Black Clutch (www.mattandnat.com)

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Light Blue/Green Clutch (www.mattandnat.com)

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Hanging Gold Necklace (www.anthroplogie.com)

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Gold Moon Earrings (www.anthropologie.com)

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Necklace with White See-Through Stones (www.anthropologie.com)

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Beautiful Statement Necklace (www.anthropologie.com)

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Blue and Gold Earrings (www.anthropologie.com)

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Lovely White Stone and Clear Stone Earrings (www.anthropologie.com)

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Moon Necklace (www.anthropologie.com)

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Sea Green Earrings (www.anthropologie.com)

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Black Runners with Polka-dots (www.anthropologie.com)

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Suade Black Mule with Strings (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Red Dress Bootie Suade (wwe.aldoshoes.com)

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Black Work and Dressy Weekend Lace-Up Dress Shoe (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Casual Mid – Calf Boot in Suade Beige (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Everyday Casual Suade Navy Bootie (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Black Summer to Fall Sandle (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Mid-Calf Black Boot (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Foran Evening Out Hot Red Pumps (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Casual Nude/Beige Pumps for the Office (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Silver Mule with Block Heel a bit of Zing for Office Shoes (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Multi-Occassion Black Bootie (www.aldoshoes.com)

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Black Flats/Sandals (www.poppybarley.com)

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Cheetah Flats (www.poppybarley.com)

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Tall Boots Mid Block Heel with Black Suade Leather Cover (www.poppybarley.com)

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Tall Brown Leather Boots Tall Heel for Work or an Event (www.poppybarley.com)

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Casual Toffee Coloured Tall Leather Boots (www.poppybarley.com)

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Casual Black Leather Flat Boots with Detailing (www.poppybarley.com)

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That’s it for Part 2 of my fashion series. Hope you liked some of the styles and colours I chose. 

Remember to spray your shoes/boots/purses twice with a weather protectant spray at first, and every so often throughout winte to keep them looking new and fresh. Suade finishes require a special type of protectant — see any local shoe store. 

Also, remember you can make shoes fit better with heal cushions, liners for the insides of your shoes, and grippy stick-ons to make your shoes/boots stop slipping on the bottom. There are also cushions which can be put at the front of your shoe bottom on the inside or only the back on the inside.

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6. How Was Last Night For You: The Fundraiser


Read Chapter 5 here.

Chapter 6: The Fundraiser

“How do I look Rianne?” Nina asked her friend.

“Pretty sexy, I’m glad you didn’t choose the black dress. Hot pink is definitely your colour Nina.” Rianne said.

Nina looked at herself in a tall mirror in her bedroom. The elegant cocktail dress had straps which hung on her arms revealing her shapely shoulders and the top of her back and chest.The hot pink dress was silky and tight. It was brilliant against her white blond hair and fair skin.

“I like your dress Rianne.” Nina said.” It’s cute. Different from all the business apparel you often wear to events such as this one.” Rianne grinned.

” Yeah. I never thought about wearing bright teal before. But it goes nicely with my hair. You’ll be happy. I even bought a pair of nice tall high heels to go along with my dress.” Rianne’s open-toed heels were silver with sequins covering them. The heel was four inches high. Nina loved them. She showed Rianne her own high heels which were made of black lace.

“Why didn’t you let John pick us up?” Rianne asked Nina. “Yeah that’s right,” I overheard your phone conversation with him. “It’s your third date you should let him be the gentlemen while you still can.”

Nina laughed and shrugged. ” I guess I’m nervous something will happen again tonight. The Odds are… I only hope the fall-out isn’t too bad. I told John you and I were doing girl stuff. You know, masks and manicures. So, it made sense for us to go together.”

“Yeah I know,” Rianne said exasperated, “I don’t understand why though. ” You said you care for him a lot. So why wouldn’t you let him give you a ride?”

” It’s nothing,” Nina said, “I thought it could be fun for the two of us to hang out. I’m there with John, but I’m there with you too. We’re a team. You’re my bestfriend and I just need you there with me to convince me I’m doing the right thing with John.”

“I see,” Rianne said. She looked skeptical of Nina’s excuse.”Well, better finish your makeup Nina and stop waving your mascara wand at me. I think the cab is here.”

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When Nina and Rianne walked into the Skyline Club Golf and Country House they were awed to see the room was decorated in strings of lights. There were many round tables adorned it pearly white table cloths. They were encircled by chairs in white and pearl seat covers. The tables had glass center-pieces with pretty orchids. Candles floated around the orchids in water. The colour for the event was purple so there were purple cloth napkins and purple balloons everywhere. The Country House was an exceptionally old building which had been restored to its eighteenth-century glory. The architectural highlights with the decorations were beautiful.

There was also a photobooth in one corner where a person could take pictures with silly props and your friends. Nina and Rianne went there first and did their best at making funny faces. They laughed when the pictures came out of the booth . A podium was setup for speeches and a live band performed popular and well loved songs on a stage.  People were in groups talking to each other.

Nina looked for John but she couldn’t find him so Rianne and her went to the bar and ordered some red wine. Rianne and Nina chatted a bit about the venue and the Silent Auction Fundraiser for awhile before Nina finally spotted John looking sharp and talking with an older gentlemen. John looked up and spotted Nina staring at him. He waved to her and smiled.

John shook the man’s hand he was talking to and walked over to Nina and Rianne. He hugged Nina hard and kissed her on the cheek before smiling at Rianne and offerring his hand. ” You must be the famous Rianne,” John said. “I heard about you from Nina. You two have been friends a  long time. Do you still play volleyball?” John asked slyly. Rianne’s face went red as Nina shook her head in exasperation.

” Don’t ask her that,” she swatted John.

Rianne smiled. “You told him that Nina? You told him I lost my shirt and bra in a volleyball brawl in eleventh grade?”

“I didn’t mean to mention it,” Nina said. She felt remorseful but it had been such a funny event, even though it embarrassed Rianne.

“Rianne started to laugh.” She had a big laugh that people noticed. “Yeah” she said smiling at John. “It was the most embarrassing game ever. But I kicked that chick’s ass. She never gave me sass again.” John was laughing now too.

A tall handsome man a few feet away nodded at John and John jerked his chin telling the man to come over. The man resembled John so Nina figured that it was one of his brothers. “This is my oldest brother Jasper. Jasper my girl Nina and her friend Rianne.”

Jasper’s eyes went big when John called Nina ‘my girl.’ But he quickly tried to hide his reaction. His brown eyes went even bigger when he saw Rianne. He smiled at her flirtatiously. John rolled his eyes.

“Rianne.What a beautiful name. How are you enjoying our fundraiser?”

” Well the decorating is very nice and umm . . . the auction items are great. Should raise a lot of money for Habitat for Humanity and for the kid’s reading program. . . ” Rianne was staring at Jasper, and Jasper at Rianne. Jasper’s face broke into a genuinely happy grin.

” I see your wine glass is empty Rianne. Would you like some more to drink?” Rianne nodded smiling at Jasper her eyes alight. Jasper and Rianne walked away to the bar leaving John and Nina speechless. Rianne winked at Nina from the bar.

“Rianne doesn’t generally do that you know. She’s really picky.” Nina said.

“So is Jasper,” said John. “But she better be careful. Jasper has two young boys and they come first in his life.” Nina looked at John running a hand down his cheek and sighed.

” She’s my best friend John, and she knows what she is doing. I’m pretty sure your brother does too. They only met each other so let’s see how things go tonight first.”

John sighed. ” It’s only that she could be another person who could get hurt because of the curse. I didn’t think about that you know. Important people in your life could be hurt by me. You’re not the only one in danger Nina.”

“I told Rianne about you. She thinks you are delusional or that you’re hiding something from me. But she has never experienced the bad things I’ve seen happen around you.”

“She’s a smart woman. Nina you are lucky to have her as your friend. She’s only looking out for you. What if me caring about you isn’t enough? What if you get injured seriously.”

” It’s going to be okay John. I can feel it. Sometimes you have to believe the best is going to happen. And I believe in the best for us and our friends and family.”

John kissed the side of Nina’s face. ” You look stunning by the way. I want to take you back to my house right now, but I can’t. Want to come meet some people with me?”

“Yeah for sure.” Nina said. She went around the room with John while he networked and introduced her to his clients and associates. There were many writers,editors, advertisers, and shareholders from Mergers, all who blurred together after Nina had been introduced to so many people.

Please Read Chapter 7 here.


 

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Poem: A Night at Home


alone girl
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On a lonely Saturday night she sat at home, turning textbook pages. She was supposed to be reading but the words blurred before her.

Like any other night she was at home, no place to go when you have limited energy. No place to go when your friends are coupled up.

The night outside was peaceful, and it was warm for November. When the darkness rolled in, it was fast a midnight sky.

And the stars twinkled down on her, she hadn’t seen them glimmer in ages; she felt as if they knew her secrets, that she longed to be strong again.

But the stars had heard billions of pleas for change and prayer to prevent suffering. They reigned down supreme as many begged to Him ‘on high’ for relief.

The snow lit the ground so it was slightly easier to see. When you drove home it shone, a white neon sign that was to remain until April.

And the houses with their lights off were slightly alarming. The world was out celebrating that the holidays were here. But some people were just stuck, marinating in their chairs.

But not everyone could party on warm nights. Some such as her, had things to do and places to be tomorrow.

But what she wouldn’t trade to be as most everyone, to not have to worry when the clock struck midnight. Not to have to feel a sickening in her stomach.

To not feel a terrible exhaustion hit her and feel herself fading away while the people around her move like puppets, never knowing that for her something isn’t right

The sound becomes to much, her ears are hurting. There are too many people here now. And she runs for the door only to be stopped by a woman she knows little, slurring her words on Bourbon.

Yes, better to stay at home and have a glass of wine. Better to stay at home and ace the exam on Tuesday. Better to be well for tomorrow and do some Christmas browsing. Better to be well.

But she can’t stop from wanting what she knows she can’t have. She prays every night but He ‘on high’ keeps whispering for her to go on, how she is. She’ll be fine.

And for her, that’s not an option. That’s not a choice. That is a sentence given and she lacks the power to change her direction.

Flipping pages is alright some of the time. But some nights are for party dresses, and high heels. Some nights are for music and a fantastic meal.

Some nights are for friends and staying up until dawn. Some nights are for memories that keep carrying you on.

But some nights are for typing and writing a poem. Writing on the screen what she is thinking and wondering if anything will change.

Or if the world will keep on spinning endlessly, ignoring her prayers. But she keeps on writing because it’s an escape from her mind.

Where the wheels are turning and the clock won’t go round, wondering when she can again begin; to begin anew, does that take until New Years?

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