A slow clap that no one joins into...

In the movies...someone starts a slow clap that is supposed to turn into an applause and then no one joins in and it's super awkward and they sit down...that's how I feel about this outfit.

She gave this a valiant effort. I will applaud that. And then I am sitting down.

White on white is a tough look to pull off. You can end up looking super Hamptons-chic or like marshmallow. With those pants, I am saying no to this shirt. A (white) tucked in blouse with a belt would allow these pants to shine. A simple heel would be the way to go here. Maybe a heel with a splash of color or a statement necklace. Neon heels are never a good idea. 

You can't sit with us.

Bye Felicia...

xoxo

Coco

Double Trouble

If you follow my IG then you've already seen this pic (sigh...) but it is certainly worth a second look. These bathing suits actually fit. No side boob, no quadraboob, no nip slips <<hopefully. 

I got these online after much research and can be found super easily (now that I know what I am looking for). Jolidon, Janache and Freya swimwear gave me hope for this summer.

Israel and Aruba better watch out! I'm coming for ya!

xoxo Coco

I like to mix-and-match and I cannot lie

Life's too short to be afraid to mix and match. Found these pants a year ago digging through Marshall's (my secret love) and this is the first time I'm breaking them out! Since I'm at work, I figured I should corporate-up my outfit but adding this Forever 21 blazer (forever 21 ugh I know but, like, blazers are expensive!).Lastly, spiced up my outfit with black, snake-skin oxfords from h&m and added some color with layered jewels. 

PS...don't hate on my fitbit...it's not exactly fashion forward but I'm gettin my butt in shape -__-

xoxox

Coco

Coco has returned

Sorry Coconuts...after a long break I have returned....and with plenty of Coconut juice to quench your fashion-seeking thirst. 

Stay tuned.

Xoxo

Coco

Sparkle and Please Fade

If it is cold enough to wear Ugh (UGG) boots, why are you in shorts?  

I do approve, however, of her long mermaid hair.

Imagination

For the sake of anonymity and subtly, the front view of this darling outfit was not photographed.

 'Twas a lovely early dinner along the Delaware River with the family. Drinks were in hand, conversation was brewing and we were noshing on calamari, burgers and fish tacos. Yes, fish tacos. We were dressed appropriately and fashionably, donning maxi dresses, floppy hats, and khakis for the gents. It was near time to move to the bar, which was when we saw the outfit. Granted the town of New Hope is trendy, spunky, and diverse, there is a place and time for such apparel. For example, the Firefly Festival, Coachella, Sundance...basically any festival really...concerts, Fourth of July, etc. etc. Moral of the story, butt cheeks, bare bellies, and cleavage should be saved for the beach, not dinner time. Save the buns for the burgers.

That is all.

xoxo Coco

If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to see it, did it make a noise?

The answer is yes. The tree did make a noise and this lady's outfit did in fact exist even though there is no photo evidence.

So there I was at the office just minding my own business, directing the usual customer traffic, when there I saw it. It was like seeing a unicorn from the story books except she was a magical creature whose identity was textbook "what not to wear".

I didn't want to stare and scare her off; I peered from my peripherals, examining intensely, wishing I had my cell phone.

Where to begin. Her feet were snug in her light grey Crocs, bedazzled with charms (the most noticeable one was a monkey). Peering through the cracks of her Crocs (say that ten times fast) and from under her flood pant/mom jeans, glowed her rainbow striped socks. Rainbow. Striped. Socks. She wore a dull, yellow Ralph Lauren sweater and had a brightly patterned floral Vera Bradley backpack that hung off one shoulder.

The magical creature danced off out of the store, hopefully never to be seen again.

Spring Needs to Spring

I've already started planning my spring obsessions. Yes, I plan to obsess. It's a thing. With future toning and weight loss aside (and pending), I have SOO many adorable items in my shopping carts online that I literally don't know if I can wait any longer. I may or may not have taken a short trip to the mall to check out the President's Day Weekend sales and I may or may not have purchased the most adorable high wasted, levy, white washed urban renewal shorts. Yes, it's a mouth full to say but they are perfect and the full title is necessary.

I have high hopes for my spring fashion (and spring spending) and I plan on looking fabulous and boho chic on my trip to Charleston. You better bet your little blog reading hearts that I'll be looking damn cute the moment I step on the airplane. God forbid I meet my southern husband wearing leggings and my high school cheerleading sweatshirt just so I could be "comfortable" on the airplane. I'm cringing.

More pictures to come.

Be Tee Dubs, at the mall I saw so many fashion oh no's that Coco was covering her eyes all the way back at home in my bedroom. Why no pictures? Phone was dead. Note to self: Buy those super high tech back up chargers you can put in your purse.


xoxo Al and C

Make a statement

Why blend in when you're born to stand out. Everyday make a statement. 

Xoxo Coco

Trends that should never die

Leather. Leather shoes, jackets, hats, sweaters, peplums...you name it and it can be leather. There's nothing more chic ( and secretly warm) than leather in the fall. Coconuts, get your biker on and rock some leather. 

ps...how cute do I look in those leather leggings ?! ^^^

Xoxo COCO

Reoccurring Disasters: part one of many

Part one should have been the Chinese Slipper from a previous post but like whatever. So...ankle biters. I see them all the time and I just want to yell at people and I purposely stare because I want them to feel as uncomfortable as their pants are making me. Ankle biters, by definition, are longer than capris, wannabe flood pants. They are unnatural and uncomfortable and flaunt your ankles. Even worse, when your ankles aren't catching a cold, they expose your hello kitty, rainbow socks that is just a cock block all in itself. Ladies, coconuts, take a second before your leave your house and make sure your pants fit. If you're flaring above the ankle, toss em.

Xoxo coco