Rain. Rain. All the rain.

Yeah, I might look like I’m, all, “so much fun, tee hee!”, but that’s only because my husband probably cracked a joke 10 seconds before snap, snap, snapping my photo. (He likes to take approximately a bazillion photos each time, just so I’ll have a bazillion minus two photos to delete off my phone. Weirdo.) Inside, I am crying, because it’s raining and it all feels too much like fall already.

I don’t wear a lot of brown usually, but I liked the relaxed vibe of this jacket (windbreaker?) so I got it without giving much thought about how it would work with the rest of my wardrobe. It seems to go with blue, though, and since blue makes up a good chunk of my closet, it should works out just fine.

Hope we can say the same about this weather.

This outfit is all about 2 of my fave purchases of the month: that Gap clutch, and my J. Crew factory top. So what if they don’t really go together? My love is the glue that holds it all together.

Bwahahahaha.

Ok, I’m back. I felt very summery in this outfit, even though my shoe choice kinda dampens the vibe. I even dug out my ancient hoop earrings (Banana Republic circa last decade), which always scream “summer” to me for some reason. Here’s a closer look at my other joolz:

Yellow is kind of an underrated accent colour, no? But I really dig it with blue. And grey. I assure you that, weirdly lit photos aside, my jeans are actually grey, not light blue.

So, blog photos. Funny things. I have two people who take my OOTD photos. The first one is my mom. She doesn’t get the whole fashun blogger thing, like, at all so her photography is the ultimate in parental indulgence. The second one is my husband. Although he’s a fairly supportive fashun blogger husband (he does all the IT-related stuff for me, generally without grumbling), he positively delights in mocking the photo-taking aspect. Specifically, my posing. So our “shoots” (does it count as a shoot if it involves an iPhone and two screaming kids in the background? I digress) usually start all normal-like …

… and then start rapidly going off the rails …

… reeeeeally off the rails …

He loves to narrate every single one of my poses, and I can’t even be mad because he. totally. gets. it. right. One more inch to the right, aaand tilt the chin half an inch, aaand freeze!

That is me, by the way, trying to pull myself together and failing.

Almost there. Oh, look, time’s up.

P.S. Did you notice mah nail polish? Matchy!