Got a first aid kit handy?

Because my style is damaged (damaged), damaged (damaged), HOW YOU GONNA FIX IT FIX IT FIX IT!?  Ahem.  Yeah, so, we're all friends here, we can be straight with each other. 1) I listen to the aforementioned Danity Kane song way more than I should admit to.  2) Most of what I've been wearing for the past few months = boring.  I mean, even a lot of the outfits I've posted make me wrinkle my nose and go "laaammeee".  I want to seriously revive my 'drobe, but I'm broke.

Just as I'm feeling this clothing revitalization coming on, I clicky click on over to see what's new at Nasty Gal, strictly for giggles because I've never been overly in love with what they have to offer.  I wish I had some quaint southern phrase for how surprised I was that I loved just about everything, but I'm yank through and through.  In any case, a lot of the stuff is even more reasonably priced than I remembered, and I suddenly see my meager paychecks of the future winter break that are supposed to be for gas going "poof" before they even have time to hit my bank account.

What I want (need):

This lace maxi skirt worn with a leotard (excuse me "bodysuit") reminds me of this topshop skirt that I am absolutely in love with, but cannot afford.  I also think it would be so amazing in the warm weather with a leo without sleeves, a super thin tank thrown over it, and some long necklaces.  Like a goth hippy.  (But I will never look goth, my mother always tell me how "fresh scrubbed girl next door" I look.)

I love that this tee is called the Pendelton Slob Tee, since I've recently bought into the appeal of Pendelton prints, but this is SO MUCH BETTER, because it's neon.  It's the Vince Noir in me, I can't say no to dayglo.

Basically I never wear animal prints, because I don't wear a lot of prints in general, but, this top is ridiculously hot.  Maybe it's the awesome way they styled it, or maybe it's the model, but I don't really care.  Can't you just see it with skinny back pants, stilettos, and these-are-so-big-so-you-can't-see-my-face-because-I'm-famous sunglasses?  I'd pretend I was an Olsen going out for coffee or something.  And I hate style referencing the Olsens!

I want to wear this skirt with thick tights and an aviator jacket, right now.  And at $38.00, this one might even actually make its way into my closet.

This is just the tip of the want iceberg, I could go on.  But then, that would bore you, so just click over and do your own drooling, while I hike to the learning zone for round two of today's paper writing.  Lame.