Forget the winners, who looked the best at the Golden Globes?

So it's been a million years since I last post. Sorry! I've been busy/tired/lazy/starting a new job. But, I just HAD to post something about last night's Golden Globes. The fashion was just ON FIRE, non? Don't get me started though on some of the winners.....

See below the jump for all the photos.

Here's looking at you, 2010

These are just a few of my favorite things

With the end of every year, I become super contemplative on the past 12 months. So today, I've decided to come up with a smattering of my favorite things in 2009.

Favorite Accessory
As I have mentioned before, the hat! I'm totally mad for hats, and I just ordered a turquoise, slouchy beanie from Urban Outfitters (see below).  I think no other accessory this year has made its way into my wardrobe more than a hat. They are just too much fun!

Read more after the jump!

PS I DID totally wear my awesome hat

Cute, non?

I've been real good this year!

Case in point: Darcie got a JOB! A real job that she is qualified for and might want to stay at for more than 2 days. Huzzah! I'll be copywriting at a small web publishing firm in downtown Austin, and I also get a sweet parking permit. It's like the past year has really paid off and meant something, which is almost ridiculous to think about but apparently true.

Also, my loverly boyfriend bought me a camera for XMAS, so now I can post obnoxious photos of my kitties being tot adorbs. FUN! Like this photo:

Happy Holidays, y'all!

So long, 2009!

I’ve seen a lot of Tweets summing up (in 140 characters or less—naturally!) the user's past year. Mostly these are super positive—about getting married or promoted or buying a place—and as someone who tends to feel jealous of others’ successes, it’s been getting me down a little lately. 2009 has definitely been a trying time for me, and in order to spin it positively, I think I’d sum up my year in one word: survival. I have survived—maybe not flourished, but I have definitely gotten by without resorting to shady shit or going hungry. (Okay, fine, I haven’t survived like a homeless person or had someone die—it’s all about perspective here.)