The Striped Top

What I Wore: Friday Morning Errands

Gap stripe peplum top
Jeans, RACHEL Rachel Roy; top, Gap Factory; necklace, House of Harlow; shoes, Ferragamo (via Etsy); bag, MbMJ (via eBay)

No surprises here: I couldn’t wait to wear my new striped top from the Gap Factory store. Now, a peplum is probably not my hips’ best friend, but it makes a plain striped tee a little more interesting. Since this was a clearance rack find (of course), it’s the (slightly) wrong size, but I kind of dig the loose, flowy vibe, and it makes for a great eating-out top; like Joey Tribbiani, I always think about my comfort when contemplating culinary experiences. You know there is a pair of Thanksgiving-dinner-eating pants somewhere in my closet. And a Christmas-holiday-eating dress. Or two. That’s how I roll.

OK, back to this outfit. It’s basic – which is the disclaimer I feel like I have to attach to the majority of the outfits I post these days – but it fits my current lifestyle so well. Which brings me to this question: am I boring you, guys? Like, for real. Do y’all like to see what I actually wear, or is it too, too suburban-mom-mundane? Things will change in the fall when I head back to work, but in the meantime … are we cool?

Paying It Forward, part deux

Last week, I had a bad idea. Not, like, the bad kind of bad. More like … the ill-advised kind of bad. I decided to make a video.

You know how they say that some people have a face made for radio? Well, I have a voice made for print media. Also, I get really twitchy on camera. You guys, it’s not pretty. Not even a little bit. But I thought doing a video of the draw for the DVF dress would be something novel and possibly fun. Now that the video’s done … let’s just say that I’m reconsidering the merits of novelty, as well as my definition of fun. But if I had to go through the mortification of making the damn thing, y’all are going to have to experience the dubious pleasure of watching it … if you want to find out who’s joining the sisterhood of the magical wrap dress, that is.

[Please hold all applause laughter until the end.]

OK, I promise not to subject you guys to something like that ever again. Virtual pinkie swear.

Feeling Blue

What I Wore: Lazy Sunday

navy and red outfit, Marc Jacobs Totally Turnlock Teri
Jeans, Cleo (via consignment); top, Old Navy; jacket, LOFT (via consignment); shoes, Tory Burch (via consignment); bag, MbMJ (via eBay)

Wait, don’t fall asleep! Admittedly, this was not exactly a “fashion moment” but I promise it was actually cute in person (just a pain to photograph) and comfy as heck. I bought this LOFT jacket thingie at my local consignment store because I still can’t find a decent, inexpensive trench I like, and I need something other than (or, rather, in addition to) my field jacket to get me through spring. I like the short sleeves, even though they’re not the most practical things ever; layered over a long sleeved shirt, they allow for an extra bit of colour, or pattern, to peek out and add some “visual interest”. God, that was a convoluted sentence, but hopefully you get the gist. My brain has apparently shut off for the day. Good night! (Wait, it’s morning?! Boy, it’s going to be a long day.)

P.S. I think I’m in love with navy. Like, why did it take me almost 34 years to realize that it’s probably a better dark neutral for my pasty self than black? Yeah, rhetorical question.

Apparently, I need to learn to tie a scarf properly too ...
Apparently, I need to learn to tie a scarf properly too …