the wrinkled theater patron

I went to see the Mythbusters live yesterday at Jones Hall for their Behind the Myths Tour. For those of you not in the cool kid know like me, Mythbusters is a show on the Discovery Channel. I have a strange addiction to watching it.

It's been a while since I had a random weekday date night with Boyfriend, so it was nice to get out and do something rather than just staying in and watching endless episodes of Friends. Though the latter is nice, too.

I must have tried on every single thing in my closet before deciding to just go with this skirt and a white shirt. Boring, but after "testing out" a bunch of ensembles for this event, I was just too tired to think anymore. I mean, I went through more wardrobe changes in the span of 30 minutes than a Jubilee! marathon.

The downside of this simple outfit? How insanely wrinkled my pencil skirt was after a car ride. Hence my completely unamused expression here:

shirt, gapskirt, j.crewpumps, steve maddenbag, rebecca minkoff

But I have no excuse for Boyfriend's expression here:

I don't know what makes his face so funny in that shot, but ohhhhh, it is.

I brought in my (flashless) Polaroid 220 camera too, which predictably garnered a few stares and murmurs of "What is that?" But for these pictures, it was all worth it.

The bottom I took after the show, when Boyfriend and I met Adam Savage (half of the Mythbusters duo). He was trapped behind a glass door (which explains the glare), but was nice enough to pose for a picture anyway. Plus, I got the back signed after someone eventually set him free. All in all, not a bad evening, despite the skirt wrinkles and high heel blisters.

Giveaway post tonight!

bubbly

Happy Valentine's Day, lovely readers. You're all my Valentines.

Because I'm greedy.

No OOTD, but I do have some snaps from last weekend when Boyfriend and I went bubble mobbing to celebrate my high school English teacher's birthday. It was gray and freezing and I could barely feel my fingers, but hey, bubbles! Overall, a fun little outing.

That last photo was taken with my "new" Polaroid SX-70. I love this camera.

Also, it folds flat.

I'm kind of an instant film camera fiend.

I'VE GOT THE BLUES... ER, PURPLES

The Post-Concert Blues. I have it. It never fails; I look forward to seeing a show for such a long time, and then once it's over, I can't help but to feel a bit sad. Kind of like how I feel after Christmas is over.

I saw The Walkmen yesterday night at Fitzgerald's, and it was an incredible experience. For one, I was ridiculously close to the stage, so the music was EXTRA LOUD. The setlist was also impressive, with songs spanning nearly all of their albums. I was sad to not hear "Rue the Day" or "Wake Up," but I figure that there's no pleasing everyone when you've got 6 albums worth of material to pick and choose from.

The drummer is what young kids today would call "a beast."

Alas, at least I have some other shows lined up to help me get over my case of P-CB. Next month, just a few days before my birthday, I'm going to see Chris Cornell at the House of Blues. That's right. That same Chris Cornell. It's not Soundgarden, but I'll take it!

striped tank, gap

infinity cardigan, j.crew

taffeta marvelle mini, j.crew

studded belt, j.crew

tights, anthropologie

kinnetic flats, steve madden

gold bangle, kate spade

monocle necklace, gift

duchess cocktail ring, j.crew

Does this skirt make my thighs look fat? If so, I don't care. I love how fun it is!

Also, as you can tell by my love of these shoes and my glittery "concert nails," I love all things glittery and shimmery. I'm sort of like a magpie that way. Or like the dastardly cockatoo that kept pilfering shiny things from hotel guests in that one Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen detective movie. Seriously. That's a real story line.

Have a great weekend!