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Items for sale

I’m selling/bartering/trading all of the items below. Let me know if you’re interested in anything.

OrangeCream Dress

Orange and cream strapless striped dress
US-Small (European 34/36). 67cm long.
USED: I’ve worn it two times, if my memory recalls. Both times in Belgium (once before I moved here). I like the dress, it’s a cool style. There’s an exposed zipper in the back that makes you look like a badass. I just don’t have the boobs for it. 🙂

SoCal Red Dress

Red Bungalow style dress
US-Small (European 34/36).
NEW: I’ve tried it on and I like the way it looks, but I originally thought it was a darker/richer red than it really is. Because of the color misjudgment, I already have a dress that’s too similar to this one to justify owning both. And the other has a less complicated collar line, so it wins.

Paisley Western Dress

Navy, white, and red bandana dress
US-Small (European 34/36). 93 cm long.
USED: Worn once to the Dayton Rodeo. Because, ‘merica. Besides being all cute and paisley, this dress has an elastic waistline so it can expand with you. It’s a dress you can grow old (and wider) with.

Teal Mesh Dress

Teal dress with a mesh overlay
US-Small (European 34/36). 90 cm long.
NEW: Never before worn. It’s cute, but I always seem to always choose other items over it. I’m not even putting much thought or detail in this description. That’s how much I overlook it.

BlackWhiteStripped Yellow Accent Tank Dress

Black & white stripped dress with bright yellow accent
US-Small (European 34/36).
NEW: Never before worn. Hanging in a closet in the USA currently, but can have it here by June.

Navy Dress Embroidered collar

Navy dress with sparkly ivory collar
US-Medium (European 38/40).
NEW: Never before worn. Friends with the previously mentioned dress, they are chilling together in a closet in the USA. Can have it here by June.

Black GoldMesh Dress

Black dress with golden floral meshing.
US-Medium (European 38/40). 91,5 cm long.
USED: Worn once, in Vegas. But no need to worry, the dress stayed on, I promise. 😉 (But I can’t tell you anything else, because “what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”)

NavyGold Evening Dress

Navy dress with ivory accent
US-Medium (European 38/40). 91,5 cm long.
NEW: Never before worn. I bought it to wear to a press conference/dinner, but ended up finding a dress I loved more and completely forgot about this one. When I finally got around to trying it on I found that this dress is perfect and beautiful, it just fits my body weird.

Purple Sparkle Dress

Purple dress with silver sequin collar
US-Medium (European 38/40). 89 cm long.
USED: I wore it once to a dinner party. The party was kind of a let down, but the dress was really nice.

Red Chevron Tank

Red and white chevron tank
US-Small. Well, it says it’s a small but THIS IS A LIE THIS SHIRT IS HUGE.
USED: I’ve worn the shirt a few times, but with an accent belt. The shirt is seriously very big. But you know what they say, right? The bigger, the cuter.

PinkishRed Striped Shirt

Red and white stripped peplum shirt
USED: Whoever invented peplum should die or at least catch some scary STD. Peplum shirts make me look chubby. Or maybe I’m just too chubby to show off this cute shirt. Anyway, you want it? It’s yours.

Pink Heart Top

Reddish-Pink Heart Top
USED: I’ve worn the shirt a few times, but honestly, it’s just a bit too girlie for me. I mean, it has heart buttons. Gross. It’s also very tight and form fitting; fits more like a small than a medium.

Peach Blouse

Peach button up with black collar
USED: How mod of you. Retro style peach button up. Again, peplum, though not as noticeable as the other. It’s something that I would continue to wear, but if someone likes it more than me, they are welcomed to it.

Peacock Heels

Peacock heels
US-7 / 37.5
USED: They don’t do half sizes in this so I sized up to be safe… and then I immediately regretted my decision as they were too big. I tried to wear them and even put in some grips and padding, but ultimately, they aren’t going to work. Only worn two times or so. And these are my favorite shoe. I just bought them in a flat (size 6), though, so I’m not too broken up about it.

Tall Grey Boots3

Grey tall boots
US-6.5 / 37
NEW: Bought these tall beauties because I thought they’d make me look like I was kicking ass with a long sword or riding horses through the countryside. Instead they make me look like a child putting on her mother’s shoes to play dress up. They are way too tall for me and come up past my knee. Yeah, that’s not going to work.

i’m not going to apologize

okay, i will apologize. i’m sorry i haven’t written in this for about a year. i am getting back into it, i promise. the problem is the year just got incredibly busy. and there was so much i wanted to write about, but then more stuff happened… and then it got overwhelming.

but enough excuses. i’m back and ready to attack.

my job

don’t get me wrong. 9 times out of 10, if you ask me, i love my job.

but these passed few weeks have been so busy that a co-worker and i have decided we are going to start CABbing people soon.

Oh, what’s CAB?

choke a bitch.

russia: the bad and the ugly

have you heard?
there’s a rumor in st. petersburg….

(thank you, sarah, for getting that song stuck in my head on repeat)

oh, russia. let’s see what i remember about you.

this post might have to be broken into two segments: the arrival and the worst day of my life in the first post, the best and brightest in the next.

i got to the airport about two hours before my flight took off. the des moines airport got the new sexy machines, i mean, the hot naked, i mean, the tsa full body scanners so we were supposed to get there a little earlier than we normally would. i thought i’d be the first in my group to get there, but surprisingly i went to my gate and found dave and mark already sitting. jen joined us about 10 minutes after that and stephanie another 10 after her.

now tell me how this works out. all five of started in the same airport and were taking the amsterdam flight to st. petersburg, all arriving at 7:00pm. and yet i was the only one on my flight out of des moines. i was going dsm>msp>amsterdam and the others were doing dsm>memphis>amsterdam. not a big deal overall, but c’mon! i should’ve seen that as an indicator on how the trip was going to go.

i managed to sleep a decent amount on the minneapolis to amsterdam flight. i watched a movie, drank a bit of wine, and had some crappy airplane sleep. but by the time i got to amsterdam i was feeling pretty sickly. i had a headache, needed some real food in my stomach, and was not used to the new time. by the time i boarded for st. petersburg, i was miserable. add on top of that the fact that i get motion sickness fairly easily, and you can go ahead and say that the last flight was potentially the worst flight of my life. stephanie and i talked for about an hour and it helped take my mind off of things, but by the second hour my head was spinning and i was having trouble concentrating. when the plane landed and i stood up i was afraid i was going to black out. stephanie and mark both said i was getting paler and paler by the second and suggested once the people started moving to get out of the plane and they would grab my bags.

first off, i’m going to go ahead and fake that from now on to get people to carry my bags off of planes.

secondly, if i fake it i won’t have to make a beeline to the bathroom to throw up. so really, it’s a much better idea.

yep. what’s the first thing i did when i got to st. petersburg, russia? i threw up in the airport bathroom. awesome. top that.

but enough about that. we got to the hotel, got checked in, and i went to my room real quick to start feeling a bit more human. the plan was to have supper in the bar and then call it a night. i even made a pact with someone (who shall remain nameless) that we would not go out to the bars afterwards because we were tired, we were dehydrated, and it was simply not a good idea.

all our best laid plans, huh? 🙂

i stumbled back to my hotel around 1:30am. i know/can confirm it was this time because i skyped with tina when i got back and iMessaged jessica about my adventures. the night is a bit hazy, but these are the things i DO remember:

  • “Na zdorovje” means “to your health” in Russian. It is not normally used as a drinking cheers- but it has become more popular with tourists who know it’s very important to say something before you slam a shot. I just learned how to spell it a few minutes ago, but I could definitely pronounce it correctly (with lots and lots of practice). 😉
  • russian standard is the best vodka i’ve sampled- it is extremely smooth. too smooth. i was struck by a smooth criminal. i was not okay.
  • apparently i have very strong back muscles. i was told this after i was able to dip a 6’+ male without falling over.
  • there was a grey horse on the sidewalk and no one would believe me until the second to last night when mark confirmed that he saw it too, when he was escorting me back to the hotel. apparently i had wandered off with some russian women who “looked like they were going to have their way with me.” i’d like to think he meant that in the fun way and not that i was going to get Taken (with a capital T, Liam Neeson style)

so, i got back to the hotel, talked to some people and passed out.

i woke up at around 7:15am, very alarmed. where a nightstand once was, now sat a very large television set that was not there when i went to sleep. i was very concerned- was i in the correct room? yes. did someone bring a television to my room while i was out? was the television there before i went to bed? no. did someone deliver me a television while i was sleeping? that is extremely creepy. i would’ve thought i’d wake up to that. it’s kind of the opposite of robbing someone.

i thought about going back to sleep and probably would have, except my body was now paying me back for what i put it through the night before. i won’t go into too much detail, but let’s just say it was the worst i have ever been. i couldn’t keep anything down- after 6+ hours of continuous puking, i was afraid i was going to die of dehydration. around 3:00pm i finally started feeling a bit better and ate some of my room service sprite and crackers (i think i scared the poor bus boy who didn’t speak english and had to decipher my grunts of where to set the tray). i fell asleep immediately after and woke up again around 5 and started getting ready for the opening reception.

once i got down to the reception i exchanged knowing looks with a few that had been out the night before as well. i don’t know if i felt the worst, but i definitely was a contender. people at my table gave me sympathetic smirks while i ordered a sprite instead of enjoying the provided wine or beer. a woman at my table pushed food around on her plate to make it look like she was eating– eventually, after dinner and mingling, she went up to her room. i stuck it out and got to feeling better and better. i didn’t drink anything that night (or the next). and i definitely learned my lesson. i wasted my whole free day in which i had planned on sight-seeing st. petersburg. i was angry with myself. but it really was a night to remember (or not remember and be reminded of).

oh, and it turns out the television was INSIDE the end table. there’s a switch (that i obviously must’ve hit while trying to turn off the light) that raises and lowers the television. …oh.

…Na zdorovje.

top moments of 2011

another year has passed and once again, there is so much to be thankful for. this year has brought along so much change. positive change pertaining to new friends, new memories, and the good health and fortune of my family and friends.

of course, there is change that is neither good nor bad, but just change. moving hit me harder than i anticipated… i’m usually someone who just takes things as they come. the move required a lot more thought for me regarding my job, my friends, and even my lifestyle.

2010 was an amazing year, i wanted to soak up that time and freeze it. but 2011 has pushed me farther, made me grow up, and i can’t wait to see what 2012 brings. i feel like i’m in a good rhythm . as cheesy as it sounds, i feel like i’m right where i’m supposed to be.

in honor of 2011, here are 11 photos that i feel summed up the year. the photos are in chronological order (to help me so i don’t have to rank them).

#1: Baconfest
for the past two years  julia and i have been able to attend baconfest. if anyone knows anything about it, they know that tickets are almost impossible to come by and the actual event sold out in 15 minutes in 2011. once you are at baconfest there is an unlimited supply of bacon-related treats (bacon wrapped assortments, bacon ice cream, bacon donuts)… there are also lots and lots of adult beverages to partake in. so far my norm has been to get there, over indulge on both, and go home to take an afternoon nap fully induced by sodium and booze.

this year they released baggies of bacon attached to parachutes from the top level floor. people were scrambling all over each other to get the prize– i calmly sat back and drank my bloody mary (complete with a strip of bacon and bacon flavored vodka) and this parachute came directly to me, all i did was hold up my hand. it was a beautiful moment. i like to think it was fate.

(drunk amanda)

#2: The Dream Car
ever since i’ve been able to drive, the only car i’ve ever wanted was a yellow mini cooper with black racing stripes down the front. maybe it was because i saw the italian job, maybe it’s just because the cars are so swank, but while others were drooling over mustangs or ferraris, i was wanting my cute little car with the bulldog stance.

2011 is the last year that mini is doing a yellow color. a mini dealership landed in des moines, the price was low, and the car was just calling out to me.

now, it’s common knowledge that when most people turn 50(ish), they go through their “mid-life crisis” and either get divorced, get new cars, or just do things to make them feel young and hip again. seeing as i turned 25 this year, i decided to get my dream car in honor of my “quarter life crisis.” and to my delight and surprise, the car that i ordered already had racing stripes on it even though it wasn’t mentioned in the description. it was fate. this car was meant for me.

(this photo was taken by my good friend Ted Sandeen of Sandeen Photography. and no, i wasn’t egotistical enough to ASK him to take this,
he wanted to get some practice in)

#3: Grandpa’s Birthday/Lundberg Family Reunion
i will start by saying that my family means the world to me. and whether we’re painting grandma and grandpa’s house or fighting over potato bologna at Thanksgiving, i see the lundberg side pretty frequently. we bicker, we make fun of each other, we get drunk together (is that not a typical family tradition?), and we know that everyone would go to bat for anyone if needed. family is a special sort of sickness- i can complain about them, but so-help-me-god, if anyone else does they are going to get punched in the face.

this year was my grandpa’s 80th birthday. we rented out the community center in our home town and family and friends drove/flew in from all over the united states to wish him the best and catch up with everyone else. it was a unique opportunity and i’m glad i was a part of it.

(the lundberg side of the family: the engquists, my family, the lehmans, the ebersoles, and the other lundbergs)

#4: Trailer Trash Birthday
my birthday signifies a change in the year– for one, it’s in june, so summer weather is starting. it’s also midway through the year so a great time to look back on what has been accomplished so far and also see how far you need to go. for me, june marked the month that i moved to mason city and away from everything that i had grown to know and love. my family is in des moines. some of my closest friends i’ve ever had are in des moines. my job is there as well. but mason city has… well… a super target. a lot of steak and mexican restaurants. and evan peterson.

because i am from a small rodeo town, sarah thought it would be appropriate to have a birthday/going away party for me to help me celebrate my roots and also where i was going… back to white trashville. we had a trailer trash themed birthday party, complete with a lot of camouflage, beers iced in the bathtub, and ‘merican flags. ’cause these colors don’t run, ya hear?!

(in the back: jon, freshly UNshaved, with pajama pants, an unbuttoned shirt, and a pack of camels in the breast pocket. me, leised, complete with cowboy boots, a tank with cut off sleeves, and a trucker hat. tyler, in an american flag cut off shirt and a bottle of moonshine.
in the front: joseph with his plaid and camo, just moved back to des moines from san diego. sarah in an 80s jeans jumper, a camo hat, and a red solo cup in hand. krista in too short of shorts, a white crop top, a black bra, and way too much glitter. also, andrew’s creepy, glowing hand. god bless ‘merica.)

#5: My Best Friend’s Wedding
haha, just like the movie. only not. bee was my best friend in high school- we did everything together. when we graduated, we both went our separate ways; we made new friends, found new interests, and started new chapters in our lives– and though time has a way of separating people in the worst ways, i still have a spot near and dear to my heart for a friend who helped shape who i became in life.

the wedding was small but beautiful. there were only a handful of guests, no wedding party, and the wedding song bee walked down to was a slow, acoustic version of Outkast’s “Hey Ya.” the atmosphere was cozy and comfortable. the food was buffet style and delicious. and the bride? well, bee is one of the most beautiful people i’ve ever seen– so needless to say, she was unbeatable on her wedding day.

(the women-friends at breanne’s wedding.)

#6: Jamie and the Ireland and Italy Excursion
a few years ago my good friend jamie said to me, “curt and i are getting married. in ireland. …you can come if you want to.”

one would think, which encouragement like that (well, and that much advanced notice) that i would have started saving. but no, all i knew was that i wanted to go. jessica knew she wanted to go. and in late june of 2012, we went, by jove.

there were so many amazing pictures to choose from to commemorate this trip to two beautiful countries (we tacked italy on to the back end of the trip)- but i picked this photo because it showed the main reason jessica and i went: our friendship. these are two girls that i have known since i was a skinny, punkass teenager. they are two of the greatest people i’ve had the opportunity to know. and while ireland and italy are scenic and beautiful, i could go anywhere with either one of these guys and we’d make it one helluva time.

(getting lippy)

#7: My moon, my man
as much crap as i talk about evan (and that i get in return), he really is fantastic. there are so many things i admire about him. and this year i celebrated two years with this handsome man– could a gal get any luckier?

last year we went to seattle; it was evan’s first time in a commercial airplane. this year we also did another first- a couple’s vacation with a few close friends. we went up to brainerd, minnesota and spent the time hanging out on the lake, playing games, and doing a bit of biking and golfing. next year we are going to belgium. yes, this year marked two years with evan, but there will be many more to come.

(i’m on a boat! and… it’s going fast and… i got a nautical themed pashmina afghan.)

#8: Mi familia.
it’s not so much about this photo, but about the time i’ve gotten to spend this year with my family. because i live part time in mason city and part time in des moines, i have to have a place to hang my hat when i’m in town. my parents graciously (well, my mom is gracious, my dad is a bit of an ass haha) let me stay at their place every other week. while most people would complain about such living arrangements, i have to admit… i kind of love it. i get home cooked meals, free rent, and get to hang with the coolest parents in the world.

not only that, but my brother and his family also live in the city. i’ve had the opportunity to watch the little kids’ basketball games on saturdays, go to family lunches on sundays after church (usually not up in time for church, but i can make the lunch), and just hang out with my favorite kids in the world. my brother is 7.5 years older than me. we didn’t really hang out much growing up, but we have gotten close over the years. i feel truly blessed to be in the lundberg family. especially with these yayhoos.

(little Lena (4), Samuel (9) and Tatum (6).)

#9: Classic Gang+ .
there was this running joke…well, not really a joke, it started as a trivia team name… that a group of us were known as “the Classic Gang.” being egotistical and overbearing like we are, we would title our activities like a tv show: “classic gang does 80/35.” “classic gang does carl’s.” if more people came to an activity we would say “classic gang + (insert name here).

with all the new and wonderful people who have become a part of the hang out crew, the classic gang has grown so much (or rather, demolished) into a large smattering of really amazing (and gorgeous, i mean, look at us!) people. this des moines crew is what makes it so hard to be away and makes me love coming back to town. i’ve had a lot of irreplaceable friends in my life, but these people (and some more des moiners) are my soul mates. we get each other.

(Erin’s surprise birthday/engagement party. In semi-order; Shannon, Seth, Bethany, myself, Brad, Brittany, Joey, Tony, Shane, Katie, Sarah, Veronica, Meredith, and Joseph. Grandma Erin and Grandpa Sam in their wheelchairs in the front.)

#10: My job/Eating a piece of humble pie.
to start with, and i will say this over and over again: i absolutely love my job. i feel very fortunate that my first “real” job is with a company that i could see myself with for a very long time. there are many opportunities to grow here. there are beautiful, sad eyed scientists to adore. and the group that i work with are people who have crossed over from co-workers to real friends.

but with my job, there are also times where i have to check my ego at the door. i’ll be the first to tell you that i’m not the smartest person at a science company, and that’s a fact. i’ve had to learn a lot, not only in graphic design, but also working in a professional work environment. how to deal with certain employees. how to manage workload/real life.

one of the coolest things about my company is that every year the des moines-based facility holds an auction to support YESS (Youth Emergency Services & Shelter of Iowa). this year there were around 400 people there and we raised over $50,000 to donate to the shelter to help buy christmas presents and keep the facility managed. this year i donated video services to the auction, thinking it would be a silent auction item and i was “doing my part” to volunteer, to help.

instead, it was the first item in the live auction. and while no one else had to go up on stage for their donated items, my lovely friend kristi (quality and regulatory director for our agrifoods division) decided it would be best to call me out of the crowd and make me stand on the stage. and while i was walking up to the stage she also decided it would be best to shout out, “because, come on, who doesn’t want up to 5 hours with amanda lundberg?” [to which many snickered in the crowd and added “amanda lundberg AND a video camera, rawr.”]. and while i don’t get embarrassed often, i will easily call this the most embarrassing moment of 2011.

(i was auctioned off for $800, by the way. in case you were curious.)

#11: The Lundberg/Brammer _____ of 2011
this year i moved out from with my “life partner” and moved in with evan. after 3 years together, sarah and i decided to end our common law marriage (hey, it’s legal in iowa) and move on with our lives.

it was very hard to adjust at first because sarah and i did everything together- whether we were doing the crossword (hungover) on sunday with a crew or just watching Sex in the City 2 (which neither one of us would admit to liking, it was just on tv, of course), sarah easily became my closest des moines friend. it was amazing how we went from acquaintances, to roommates, to real friends within such a short period of time. i think we bonded over our excessive behavior and our fake-lesbian romance, but seriously, she’s one of the best friends i’ve ever had.

(The Signature Pose.)

so there is 2011 in a nutshell. here’s to a good year and an even better 2012!

well, unless the world ends. then we’re just all fucked.

what comes before part b? (part-aaay)!!!

i love throwing parties. when sarah and i lived together we threw epic parties every couple of months; get togethers where everyone who was anyone was invited and everyone who was anyone had a good time.

but the thing was… they were never “normal.”

no, we couldn’t just have a get together with beverages and food and quality time. if you know either sarah or me very well, you know that we take things to the extreme… and then we push it a little farther. we had to have parties with jungle juice so intense you forgot your mother’s name, candles and crockpots we’d leave burning all night because we’d pass out before we remembered to turn them off, and costumes. costumes galore.

the first themed party we ever threw was a prom party. we bought Lundberg/Brammer “Starlit Promises” shot glasses for souvenirs, put up prom decorations, and even  stayed up all night to paint a backdrop for the “professional photos” (and got paint all over our basement floor- we had stars and a moon there until the day we left that duplex).

quickly following the success of the starlit promises prom of 2009, we decided that we had to have a harry potter triwizard tournament (please read the 4th book/see the 4th movie for reference). even though sarah wasn’t/isn’t a big harry potter fan– she had to admit that making our guests compete in challenges and dress like witches and wizards was a great idea.

the next party we threw was a halloween party- which helped ease those who weren’t quite ready to dive into the “costumes for no reasons.” also, sarah dressed up as matt and vice versa, so there’s a great pic of matt and i doing sarah and my “signature pose”.

after people started getting a taste for our themed parties, we started getting requests. our friend benjamin wanted to have a going away party before he left to teach in china. wanting to please, we told him any party idea he had we would gladly host. …then he said he wanted to have a “onesie” party. we were reluctant and weren’t sure if people would show up… but to our surprise… it was a huge hit.

soon after the onesie party (which renewed our spirits about our friends’ creativity and dedication to our parties) we had sarah’s birthday. she has a thing about the roaring 20s so we had a “tender is the night” night complete with prohibition, gambling, and flappers.

sadly, after sarah’s birthday party, we had to slow down on parties. we moved out of our fancy duplex and into a two bedroom apartment in terrace hill (not as hip as sherman hill). we had neighbors upstairs. the first were two uber christian girls who didn’t drink nor stay up late. the second were even worse. they were a couple. with a baby. they called the cops on us on a weekend at 11pm when we weren’t even having a party.

but that didn’t stop us from having one final shindig there. and possibly our most elaborate party to date (at least for props and scenery)- mario all-stars.

and the final party we had– right after i moved away, at the house of my gracious friend phillip, the white-trash birthday. i had just moved to mason city and sarah thought it was appropriate that i was “returning to my roots” of white trashiness. i gladly accepted that challenge.

parties have continued on now that i’ve moved out. there was a halloween party in the colonade. we hada glitter party for sarah’s birthday that was potentially the most extravagant and messy party to date. the cops kicked us out the first place by 10pm. the second round of cops came to get us (at our new location) at 2am.

due to the eviction notices, the rape case, and the total shenanigans of the glitter party, i will do everyone a favor and not post any photos. 😉

it’s weird not planning and buying and setting everything up until the wee hours of the morning (although i must admit i don’t miss not having to clean it all up the next day). i do miss hosting themed parties. i also miss “family game night” where a bunch of people would get together to play silly games like cranium and imagine if. but i also am enjoying a bit of a quieter life. with rest. and health. 🙂 who would’ve known growing up is okay?

oh… *sigh* parties. who’s next?!