It’s NOT that I don’t want to post pictures of my day-to-day outfits, but unless the paparazzi discover a reason to stalk my doorstep, there’s not really anyone but little ol’ me to chronicle my costumes. AND my self-portraits are limited to arms length at present. A tripod and timer seem to crawl up the queue of my WANTS LIST, but not yet, gentle reader, not just yet.
When I headed out today, my last day of X-mas break, I have to say, I rather liked my outfit. It possessed all the elements I like: a classic hue paired with a shot of hot color, lots of layers for warmth, easy movement, and my requisite broach. The broach du jour, blossomed humbly on my collar, this time a lovely hand-made number given to me by my dear friend and former co-worker, Rachel Gregg who said it was hand-made by a child in a tiny Thai village in hopes to raise money for a charity. That’s alot to like, and I was most happy to pin it on today.
I wore lots of layers. A charcoal grey jersey tunic worn over a satiny slip in my favorite print of late, black and white polka-dots. Said slip of satin was recently scored from the Sleepwear Department at Target. For added warmth, and modesty, my blue denim britches, and a double layering of thermals, a poppy colored J. Crew thermal shirt and a D.I.Y. grey thermal shrug that I made last spring. For even more D.I.Y. flair, I sported my mohair, mo’ fun sweater cuffs, culled from a pair of discarded but beloved pair of socks embellished with a frightfully regal set of gold-tone buttons.
Over all this is my black wool newspaper-boy hat, another purchase from Target, & my trusty stripey B&W scarf. Beneath it were simple black flats with black/grey striped ankle socks. These were worn to ensure that my stripe statement for the day was set for overkill.
The outfit is very casual, but I like the personality of it, it has much more quirk than your average jeans & t-shirt combo, and was just right for running my errands on my e-bike. Very mobile and on the go, I think. And I very much want to IT show you, IN ITS ENTIRETY, yet for reasons no longer than my arm, I can not. Instead I shall present you a crazy quilt of snap-shots, the bits and pieces of my ensemble, and I hope you like it more than a little.