I wear jeans. I swear I do. In fact, I own a respectable amount of pants that are neatly folded in my closet, sorted by wash (black to dark to medium-dark to "wow those look like they're from 1998"). I suspect that the reason he doesn't remember me ever wearing denim is because it's so tame and normal compared to my dress and skirt ensembles. Maybe because unlike my frocks, my pants don't come in papaya pink or plaid or with a lacy trim. (Although if you find pants like that, hook me up, you guys.)
Which got me wondering -- do any of you other dress-and-skirt wearing ladies experience the same befuddlement whenever you decide to throw on a pair of jeans?
That being said, today -- er, yesterday's -- outfit is denim-less. But it does come with one free goofy expression!:
sailing stripes blouse, anthropologie
long cardigan, gap [x-ish]
slinky maxi skirt, f21 [x]
studded belt, j.crew
skull ring, ebay
gold bangle, kate spade
It is getting toastier and toastier here in Texas, and my feet could not be any happier in sandals. If there's one thing I love about warmer weather, it's letting my toes breathe.
Also, after some delay, I finally received the Madewell bag I mentioned in this post. My initial reactions? "Yay! AWW, SO CUTE!" "Hmm, that leather is kind of meh." "BUT IT'S SO CUTE!" "But I also paid quite a lot for it and the leather. So meh!" "BUT--" "I KNOW, BUT--"
So I'm torn. Maybe visiting the second contender, the Fossil bag, can help me make a decision. I will post up pictures of it tomorrow, along with a better review that involves less use of the CAPS LOCK key.