Pants, AG (via Kijiji), top, J. Crew Factory; necklace, House of Harlow; shoes, Old Navy
As you might remember, this is the top for which I broke my June shopping ban (on June 3rd or something equally ridiculous). Not the only thing for which I broke the ban, mind you – just the first. Ahem. I regret nothing. It’s cute, and blue, and stripy, and cheapish, and I stand by my regrettable-but-not-regretted decisions.
Are you getting bored of my predictable colour combos? Sorry, if that’s the case. Not sorry about wearing them, though. Blue + tan is my jam. It even rhymes.
This guy’s also my jam:
My fave (little) guy
He’s turning 3 soon. I’m in denial. It doesn’t help that he recently discovered the hair on his legs (“like daddy!”), and proudly announced that he’s going to be a man, and go to work, and have his own tools (“like daddy!”).
Kiss me! Kiss me! Kiss me, dammit! OK, fine, let’s just hug
I. Am. Not. Ready.
Siiiiiigh. Oh yeah, style blog. Once more with feeling.
Skirt and top, J. Crew Factory; coat (consignment); bag, MbMJ (via consignment); boots, Josef Seibel
Here goes: I bought the coolest boots ever. The end.
Okay, fine, here’s the rest of the story. I’ve been lusting after these Frye Jenna boots since I saw one of my good friends in Vancouver wear them. I swear, I think I had dreams about these boots, and stalked them endlessly on every shopping website imaginable. It was an obsession, I can’t explain it. And weird, considering that moto-style boots is probably one of the last things you would associate with yours truly. But, the heart wants what it wants … even when the wallet cannot accommodate. And seriously, the wallet cannot. I am generally allergic to the idea of spending $400+ of my very own dollars on boots, but more importantly, I can’t justify doing so at this particular moment, being on mat leave. Especially after recently spending a good chunk of my slush fund on this:
(It was an amazing deal at a resale shop in Van. That’s my defence, and I’m sticking to it.)
Anyway, I was in SoftMoc one day (on the hunt for my magical Fryes, natch) when I spotted these:
I did a double-take because – whoa – that’s quite the lookalike pair. The brand is Josef Seibel, and I think it’s best known for making shoes your grandma would wear. Which makes my new boots just about the most comfortable things I’ve ever put on my feet. Looks wise, they’re not identical to the Fryes … but they were also not $400. More like $100, on sale. Still a stretch for my budget but … a doable stretch.
Phew, that was practically a Bildungsroman.
Here’s a close-up of the rest of the outfit, and my umpteenth poor attempt at a sock bun:
Pants, Anthropologie; sweater, J. Crew; shirt & necklace, Old Navy
The title says it all, eh? In my defence (because I kinda love them), my husband convinced me to buy these pants, and in fact paid for them. True story. They’re pretty polarizing pants; you either love them or hate them (and feel free to tell me so on Instagram). Because they are so borderline-wrong, I make it a point to wear them far more often than is probably warranted. Generally speaking, I think my intentions are better than the results but that’s ok – these pants are my sartorial rebellion, if you will.
Strangely enough, I think the weak link of this particular outfit is not grandma’s old couch but the necklace. It’s what they call de trop. I should have followed the old adage, and taken (that) one thing off before leaving the house.
