I just like things.

I may or may not have a shopping problem. Or well, I did have a shopping problem.

Now I have an I-want-things-but-can’t-have-them problem since I’m between jobs. I really was getting better about spending though before that happened. And when I get some work again, I’ll be hammering out a budget because priorities of mine have been shifting even more in the last few months.

But seriously, I just like pretty things. The things I like usually happen to cost lots because I kind of have expensive taste. Expensive but FABULOUS taste.

Those people who are all, “pshh money won’t make you happy” have obviously not smelled a brand new leather or laid their hands upon a butter soft leather bag. Because if you did, you wouldn’t be saying that because those are two of the best things in the history of forever.

(trust me, go in to Nordstrom and go to the handbag section, but try not to be all creepy with your caressing and smelling)

My Matt & Nat bag makes me smile every time I pull it out. My Betsy Johnson sunglasses are super cute. My Etsy finds are my favorite thing to get in the mail, especially because most sellers have the best packaging so it feels like a present (Yes, I know a present I bought with my own money. Shut up I deserve it). My Marc Jacobs bag makes me insanely happy. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

(they don’t call it retail therapy for nothing, my friends)

Besides, who needs to eat anyway. I definitely have lived off peanut butter and ramen (ew not together, freak) for awhile so I can afford a new pretty rather than eat like a regular human being.

PRIORITIES.

And when (if ever) I have some extra cash flow, I’ll pick out something nice and treat myself to because I’m generous like that.

Poof!

Happiness in is totally a bag.

Here’s the thing, I don’t run unless someone is chasing me.

I basically haven’t ran since I played softball in high school. That’s part of the reason I don’t run. Playing sports screwed my body up and I’m basically broken from the knees down and I have a jacked up shoulder from pitching.

I’m basically 80. I know. SHUT UP.

Well the other day I decided I was going to attempt Couch 2 5K because I hear it’s a good beginner running program. So I got on some old (but super cute) Nike Air Maxes, uploaded a dj mix of my favorite songs to my iPhone and downloaded the C25K iPhone app (because I love any excuse to play with my iPhone, duh) and got myself all psyched up. Then I hit the bike path outside my house and died.

Shin splits and hurty ankles and it was all kinds of awful and I was like, GOODBYE FOREVER.

A couple days after that, I decided I was going to buy new running shoes if I was really going to do this. I went to Fleet Feet to get fitted and the dude measured my feet and watched me jog and all that stuff. He explained that I land on the outsides on my feet then sort of collapse on the insides. He had some fancy word for it that I can’t remember, but from what I got out of it, my feet are kind of flat or I have very low arches. Whatever.

He picked out some shoes to try on and I decided I liked one pair until he was all, “those are only $140″ and then I died.

AGAIN.

So I went with my second choice which were still $95 or some nonsense.

I’m attempting to restart C25K tonight now that my feet are properly outfitted. If you never hear from me after this, I probably died again and my body is probably somewhere along the bike path in South Chicago.

Also, can we just discuss how most running shoes are ugly? I know it’s more about practical and not pretty but dude, if I spend over $100 on shoes I AT LEAST WANT THEM TO BE CUTE.

Not hideous, but definitely not cute. What’s a girl gotta do to get some stylish shoes?

Dear Christian Louboutin and Jimmy Choo,

There is a demand for cute running shoes (FROM ME), so can you get on that designer running shoe line? People would be all over it. Swear.

Love,

Jamie

P.S. I made a C25K list over at Shoptopia. You should probs check that out!

When I started my blog and trying to name it I was all, hmm… what words do I like? Lovely? Um, sure. That’s my blog name. Cool.

I never expected the audience and the opportunity that it could possibly bring (and really? Saying my blog is called Oh! How Lovely! sounds silly when all I do is talk about nail polish and babes) plus I have slight design ADD so I decided it was time for a little change here at the House of Lovely.

I present Lovely: Version 2.0

If you click on through, you’ll see I have a new blog design. It’s a little cleaner, not as pink and cutesy but still pretty. I’ve also renamed my blog and added a sassy tagline.

So yes, new name but still just as a lovely. And I’m still keeping @JamieLovely as my twitter name. I’m the original Lovely, dudes. Some things just won’t change.

I’m still tweaking a few things on the sidebars and pages but I’m kind of in love. Many, many thanks to Splendid Sparrow for a great experience. I couldn’t be happier with my new look!

What do you think? Love it or hate it?

Spill.