Dress, thrifted; jacket, Tommy Hilfiger Factory; shoes, J. Crew (via consignment); bag, MbMJ (via eBay)
I’m not quite ready to call the summer over … except that maybe it is. My summer, at any rate, if not the season. Being back to work means saying sayonara to the majority of my casual wardrobe, particularly my dresses. I still get to wear jeans on Fridays, but psychedelic print maxi dresses … not so much.
A few months ago, a reader asked to see this dress on its own, and although that request is probably now moot and/or forgotten, here it is:
Sans jacket
While lovely, I still think this dress is too body-conscious for my current stage in life, and I’m debating its future in my closet. To keep or to purge, that is the question. Let me know what you think.
the detailsNails, Models Own Emerald Black; Ring, Swarovski
Did you miss the old potato sack of glory? I did, so out it came for one last rodeo before I head back to work. Which, in real time, is happening just about … now. Ack! Wish me luck.
My beloved $7 clogsEarrings, J. Crew Factory
Clearly, this is not what I’m wearing today, but it was my cute outfit 2 weeks ago. You know what? Even Old Navy liked it. (Or, erm, the peeps running Old Navy’s Insta account. Hiya!) I’m taking that as supreme validation, and patting myself on the back for an outfit well done. Having low standards has perks.
The face of anxious anticipation
I’m sure today is going swimmingly (fingers crossed), but drop me a line if you’re feeling in an encouraging mood. I can always do with a bit of rah-rah spirit. Cheers!
Every year, one of the biggest events of the summer is The Fringe (official name, The Edmonton International Fringe Theatre Festival), and I love that about our so-called blue collar town. Because the kids are still little, we don’t get to really enjoy the full experience, but we always make our way down to the grounds, at least once or twice, to soak up the atmosphere, and catch some street performances. This year’s theme was Fringed and Confused, so I fully embraced the 70s vibe with a DVF wrap dress and my trusty clogs.
Luka got into the performing spirit with a sidewalk piano. (Only at The Fringe.) He’s becoming a little bit obsessed with pianos, to the point that we are seriously considering trying to find a secondhand upright for him. Is it just another passing toddler whim, or the beginning of a lifelong passion? Who knows. We may have to spend a couple hundred dollars to find out.
Hottest act at The Fringe this year
Miss Téa was not as taken with the street performers as her brother (probably because of her stroller-bound vantage point), but she did develop an instant appreciation for deep-fried elephant ears. Not being afraid to try new things pays off – a lesson her brother may never find out, alas.
Million dollar smile
With that said, Luka is willing to try anything … as long as it involves ice cream. His peanut-butter-chocolate mustache attests to that.
Comic villain in a 1930s caper
As for my outfit … eh, it was ok. I’m not sure if my Pepto pink purse really screams 70s disco queen, but it does have fringes, so … Points for being on point, yes?
