Shoes? LuLu's, giftcard Hat? Joe Fresh Purse? Tignanello, thrifted
For the first and second anniversary of ye olde blog, I wrote and wrote and wrote... Morgan was much wiser. For her first blog birthday, she hired a clown, ordered cupcakes (or are macaroons the cool party treat now?) and challenged her readers to do a Morgan and Lua inspired post for a chance to win some carefully selected jewelry. I entered because I am a fan of winning and because I figured I would be a shoe-in for victory. After all, Morgan and I are two peas in a fashion blogger pod. We couldn't be more alike.
We both like beverages. Granted, hers come steaming in a mug (and cannot be consumed until she has taken a perfect picture of it steaming on a ledge) and mine come in a can with the questionable addition of aspartame. But they are both drinks... and we like to drink said drinks. Our beverage love will unite us forever.
we over share on our blogs and tweeter our every move (I just ate Triscuits and cucumber people!) but in real life, eye contact is not necessary.
Both Morgan and I have the honour of having a necklace named after us. Hers is the Morgan necklace lovingly made by Lisa of Tree and Kimball. Mine is the I am Going to Take Advantage of the Fact that I Am the Only Daughter with Four Brothers and Raid My Mother's Collections necklace. It's lovingly stolen from the aforementioned Mother of mine.
Most importantly, Morgan and I know that if all else fails, throw a noble dog named Lua in the picture. Better yet, add a matching panama/fedora hybrid (?) on her head. Some call matching pet outfits, ridicuolous; in the blogging biz we call it 'upping the game'. If you want to be a winner, you gotta act like one.