Tuesday, June 9, 2015

eShakti {new+improved}


Well hello, strangers!  I know it's been a while, but I'm still alive (if you're not following me on Instagram, you should be, that's where I spend most of my time!  @bleudressjes).

I'm back with another review for eShakti.  Believe it or not, they're even better than before!  I' wrote my last review for them just over a year ago (you can read it here) and since then, they've added some new options to their website and made some new developments.

In addition to their amazing dresses, eShakti now offers categories like Jumpsuits, Pants and Shorts.

Custom Pants

Standing at 5'9", finding pants that are long enough for me is not an easy task (and I'm not even that tall) so to be able to customize the inseam (among other things) for just $7.50 is kind so incredibly amazing!  I also love the option to choose the inseam on their shorts; as I get older, it gets harder and harder to find fashionable shorts at an appropriate length.

Bright Ideas

Can we talk about their new tops for a minute?  I have the hardest time finding fun, stylish, comfortable shirts that I can wear to work and on the weekends.  Being able to customize the neckline and sleeves means I can get the style I want without sharing my cleavage with the entire office.  WIN WIN!

You don't have to take my word for it though, you can try it out for yourself and use this code to get $35 off your order!  I'd love to hear your experiences with eShakti!

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014


Jason and I have traveled quite a bit since we got married but somehow we'd never made it to Mexico, the most traveled to country by Americans, until a couple of weeks ago.  When my brother and his wife started making plans to visit us in San Diego, one of the things they wanted to do was take a trip to Mexico.  They had never left the county before so of course we were on board.  Our place in San Diego is just 35 minutes from the boarder crossing into Tijuana, Mexico.  There are lots of horror stories out there about Tijuana so we did our research, discussed driving vs. taking a bus and our end destination and finally settled on driving to Ensenada, a coastal town on the Baha California Peninsula.

We crossed the border with no issues in the morning and made the 2 hour drive to Ensenada.

Most of the drive was along the water, and even though the day started out grey, it was a very pretty drive.

Luckily, just before we arrived, the clouds parted and it ended up being a perfect day to lay on the beach.

After a few hours on the beach, we went off in search of some lunch.

Which was followed by some shopping.

I really, really wanted one of these NHL ponchos but convinced myself that, in reality, I would never actually wear it.

We stopped for some ice cream and got back on the road.  For only having one day in the country, I think we made the best of it.  We did get in the wrong lane coming home which resulted in a bit of detaining and a little extra searching, but we made it back unharmed.


Monday, July 14, 2014

Stitch Fix {July 2014}

Some times I feel like all I blog about any more is Stitch Fix, but these are the quickest posts to whip up, and all I seem to have time for these days.  Also, I have no idea how the setting on both of my camera's got changed to these stretched out proportions, but they did and now I can't figure out how to change them back!

Just a warning, I loved something about everything in this fix but didn't keep a single item for one reason or another.

I love this idea of this dress.  The fit is great and the style is great (I can wear it to work or just for fun) but the material was crap!  It felt cheap and it didn't feel very good on my skin, it was kind of itchy.

 There was no hem to this dress.  The material was just cut and it looked terrible up close.  I'm assuming it's a fabric that won't run or pull or fray but I just didn't care for the unfinished look.

This top was awesome!  Cute cut, love the polka dots, the fabric was soft and comfy.  It had one fatal flaw, it's a button up.  If you have breasts over a cup size B, you probably know what I'm going to say next.  Button ups and large(ish) chests DO.NOT.MIX!

Every time I move, the buttons stretch and pull till the threads are at their breaking point.  It SUCKS!  If this hadn't been a button up, or miraculously fit better in the chest, I would have kept it for sure. 

I loved the underneath layer of this fabric, it was bright and had a fun pattern that wasn't too overwhelming.  I didn't love the top layer but it was cute and different.

The pants were a GREAT color!  A burnt orange, not this coral color they look in the photos.  They were simply too tight.  Way too tight!

 I probably would have kept the top but...another button up!  Not so classy, not one bit!

The color and pattern of this were fabulous.  It's hidden well in the photo but this was way too tight in the waist, it gave me a very uncomfortable and highly unflattering muffin top.

I'm very picky about clothes, and if I'm going to spend a good chunk of change on them, I have to LOVE them, everything about them.  Although I didn't keep a single item, I'm still pretty happy with my fix.  I know that the stylist are taking what I have to say seriously and listening to my feedback.  I understand you can't win them all and I'm confident next month will blow me away!

If you haven't jumped on this bandwagon but would like to, I'd appreciate it if you'd use this link so I receive credit for the referral!


Friday, July 11, 2014

Reds VS Padres

I'm starting to get excited about moving back to our hometown.  Among other things, I'm looking forward to being surrounded by people that love the same sports teams I do.  Sure it's fun to cheer on my home team in other cities but nothing compares to celebrating a Bengals' touchdown with a sea of orange and black or beating pots and pans in the streets like it's NYE after the Reds win the World Series (you know, like that one time in 1990 when I was 8!  It's actually one of my first memories, I have a terrible memory.  I digress)!

Last week, while my brother and sister-in-law were in town, we went to a Reds game in San Diego (actually, the whole reason they came out to visit us was because the Reds were in town and they have a goal to see a Reds game in every stadium in America.  Back to back series in San Francisco and San Diego was enough to convince them to come out west of a visit.).

We got to Petco Park super early so Brad + Jamie could watch batting practice and try to get a few autographs.


There was a pretty good sized crowd of Reds fans waiting along the 3rd base line in hopes of scoring autographs.  I was just there for the photos.

Apparently Joey Votto doesn't often stop for autographs but he did that day and Brad + Jamie got their jersey's signed.

When Brandon Phillips came over, I decided to ask him for a selfie.  I follow him on Twitter & IG and he seems like a pretty cool dude, and he didn't disappoint.

Then he replied to my tweet and called me deb, which, at first I thought he got my name wrong, but after some thorough Google searching and reading through his twitter feed, I discovered it's some sort of slang for females, generally of the attractive variety, so I guess he can call me deb if he likes.  I am far too uncool for twitter and I'm ok with that!

Anyways, back to the baseball game...BP almost got beaned in the head by a wild pitch.  
I was working on my timing but, even though we had great seats, eventually my arms got tired of holding my camera at a goofy angle to be able to shoot around all the other fans, so I only got a few decent photos of the game.

We lost but we still had a good time.  I'm glad the next game we go to will be at Great American Ball Park (GABP), I love our home stadium!



Wednesday, July 9, 2014

A Letter to My Teenage Neice (that I wish someone had written to me 15 years ago)

Last week, this photo popped up on my timehop (if you don't know about timehop, it's an app that shows you what you posted on social media in years past, I kind of love it).

I was stunned at how young Jason looks in a photo that is only 3 years old.  He looks more like the guy I started dating 9 years ago than how he does now.  We got to talking about how much each of us has changed and we agreed he has definitely changed more physically, but I've changed a lot in other ways.  Most notably, my confidence level is infinitely higher than it was 9 years ago.  When Jason and I started dating I was full of insecurities and couldn't understand why a guy as hot as Jason would even look twice at me.  Obviously he saw things in me that I was incapable of seeing because I was blinded by my own lack of self esteem.  

It pains me to see young girls dealing with the emotions I felt as a teen/young adult.  I still have my moments of doubt (hello, number on the scale that I've never seen before...I'm talking to you!) but I know now that things weren't nearly as bad as I played them up to be in my head.  Recently my cousin's teenage daughter, whom I don't know that well, has been posting things to her Facebook that I'm certain if Facebook had been around when I was a teen, I would have posted as well.  Her words were my thoughts (and probably my words in my old diary/journal)...

My life motto should be, "He's not into you."

Like instead of ignoring me, at least tell me I'm not good enough.

Not to be a typical girl, but I think I'm forever alone. No joke..

Why am I the most awkward person ever

I don't know if it would have made a difference back then if someone had told me what I want to tell her but I want to try.  I want to scream at her that she is good enough and she won't be alone forever but I feel like I don't have the words.  I want to tell her that these feelings will pass, and one day, she will find a man that will be worthy of her love, that one day she will love herself enough to truly be loved by another.  That she is a beautiful, smart, strong young girl who is worthy of all the love and respect in the world.  That she is perfect just the way she is, that she shouldn't try to change to fit some socially acceptable idea of what a teenage girl should be or what she thinks a guy wants her to be.

I want her to know that everything will work out and everything will be O.K., better than O.K. even.