Argh... who needs a professional camera anyway? Nikon still on the fritz, the hubs snapped these iPhone shots of my outfit for a very special dinner and birthday celebration for one of his oldest friends over the weekend.
It was such a fun evening.
Immediately upon returning home, though... I realized why buying vintage can sometimes be tricky. Don't get me wrong - the fact that I scored this gorgeously detailed Carolina Herrera dress for under twenty bucks and it fits me like a glove, is one of those thrifting dreams-come-true. But we (the hubs and I) had some trouble getting me out of it at the end of the night. The zipper was more than a little stuck. It wouldn't budge. And I found myself at that strange, freak-out point where I was pretty near severe claustrophobia and had to get that thing off of me at all costs. So we ripped it. Right down the seam and then some. Tragic, I know. But I have a very good tailor that I'll be bringing a nice, warm cup of coffee to very soon, in hopes that she can save it.
Sometimes I find it funny that I have a closet full of things I love, yet on a casual and busy day, I tend to reach for the same pieces time and time again. Easy jeans, v-neck tee, motorcycle boots and a boyfriend blazer or sweater.
I suppose a "uniform" is anything you feel most yourself in, most comfortable in, and the easiest way to explain the term "effortless."
I'm pretty much obsessed with these boots and will surely wear them until they fall apart. I love Sole Society because they make some seriously great shoes at really affordable prices.
This sweater was actually a score from a clothing exchange, a super fab girlfriend of mine realized it didn't work for her and passed it along. I gave up some gems I never wore and everyone was happy.
I'll be hosting another exchange soon, an excuse to get together with girlfriends again and give myself a deadline to finish and host it in my Séchoir office!
I captured these pictures of the first time my sweet girl ever heard her favorite music on headphones. She didn't know I was watching and my heart nearly burst from the sweetness of the moment. Her eyes and expressions, her singing aloud... her own little secret and discovery... a place she can disappear now and dive into the magical world called music.