I am wearing a dress and jacket from H&M. My chelsea boots are Fluevogs.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
The shoes that I wore today do have a proper name, but I just call them the long laces shoes. The long laces are in keeping with the rest of the outfit, which I feel is a hodge-podge of pieces of clothing and accessories, sort of a makeshift outfit. I know that the long laces were deliberate, but they definitely leave an impression of proper laces having disappeared and whatever was available being put in their place. Makeshift laces.
I am wearing an old Gap shirt underneath a jumper dress by LLBean Signature. My jacket is by Olio Organics. I am carrying a Zara bag and wearing old Fluevogs. My beret is by American Apparel.
Monday, August 29, 2011
As I was walking to the subway this morning, it occurred to me that the boots that I was wearing could be described as a Chelsea boot, in that there are elastics on both sides of the boot. So, a western Chelsea boot? The outfit that I wore today was thrown together last night, but it is obviously so unremarkable that, this morning, when I woke up, I could not for the life of me remember it. At least not until I opened one of my wardrobes and spotted the lavender dress. Then it came flooding back. Real lucky for me, because I only have two work appropriate outfits thought out (not including this lavender one) for this week and four work days this week to dress for. If I don't come up with another work appropriate outfit within the next two days, I don't know what I will do come Thursday.
Moving away from the mounting panic of what I will do come Thursday, I bought the neatest cardigan yesterday. It's one of those pieces of clothing that is so versatile that it comes with an instruction sheet featuring all the ways it can be worn. I have only tried two of the ways that it can be worn and I already love the cardi to bits! I might wear it on Friday, weather permitting.
I am wearing an old Urban Renewal blouse under an old JCrew dress. Peeking out from underneath the dress is a petticoat from American Apparel. My bag is from H&M and my boots are old Fluevogs.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
I don't often write about the shoes that I wear. Today, not having much to say about my clothes, I thought that I would write about my shoes, which I have worn quite a bit this past week. The shoes are Fluevogs and, in addition to black, they come in a deep dark forest green and a deep dark ruby red. I had a hard time deciding between the black ones and the green ones, but I eventually settled on the black ones. Now, given the number of times that I have worn the black ones, I am wondering whether I should invest in another pair -- perhaps, the green ones. I think of these shoes as the progeny of a happy marriage between a chukka boot and a winklepicker. I am enjoying them ... a lot!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
One of my favourite comic characters is Tintin. Yes, Tintin is Belgian (not French, just like Agatha Christie's Monsieur Poirot), but he goes on adventures around the world and sometimes wears local costumes (remember that the majority of Tintin's stories were written between 1930 and the mid 1960s). I bought the jacket that I wore today because it reminded me of Tintin and one of his adventures. Underneath the jacket, I wore a shirt that could have been borrowed from George, one of Nancy Drew's friends. I am not sure why fictional characters have been inspiring my clothing choices of late, more so than real people. But, really, why shouldn't they serve as inspiration?
Friday, August 26, 2011
Sometimes I wish that I could explain what it is about certain pieces of clothing that attracts me to them. Other times I think why does it matter why I like something. Can't I just like it? Analysis of clothing choices might result in smarter future choices. Analysis of clothing choices sometimes kills the enjoyment of them. I realize that the shirt that I wore today looks like something a gas station attendant might have worn in the 60s and 70s (before self-serve became the norm). And that is exactly what attracted me to it. I am not going to try to figure out why I would be attracted to a shirt that a gas station attendant might have worn in the 60s and 70s? That might destroy my enjoyment of the shirt.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
I hope that this Summer's favourite jacket (the little grey number) is enjoying the break that the new plaid jacket (with the sailor collar) is giving it. I don't want to offend the little grey number by calling the new plaid jacket (with the sailor collar) my new favourite Summer jacket, but ... .
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
It has been some years since I wore a Chelsea boot, and the idea of wearing a Chelsea boot had completely gone out of my mind until several days ago. The Chelsea boot, and the idea of my wearing one again, was resurrected when, about a week or so ago, I saw a pair of boots on the feet of another blogger. Her boots did not appear to be Chelsea boots (they seemed to have zippers on each side, rather than elastics), but they so looked like Chelsea boots from the front and they so looked adorable that I started feeling sentimental about the Chelsea boot. Several days later, I couldn't resist but get a pair of Chelsea boots and, a day later, I couldn't resist but put the boots in circulation. Sooooo comfy. Now I remember why I used to practically live in Chelsea boots.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Not technically a plaid, I was informed. Speaking of the fabric of my new suit. More of a check. But I don't really care. Plaids, tartans, checks and ginghams. I lump them all (okay, excepting the gingham) into one category -- plaid -- and I love them all. My apologies to all the purists (I love you too, by the way). Which brings me (back) to my new plaid suit! I bought it this past weekend at the Summer fair. There is an arts and crafts section to the fair, which, over the past few years, has come to feature more and more independent clothing designers. I saw the jumper dress first -- attracted to the plaid, like a moth to a flame. The designer then showed me the matching jacket, which, as you can see, features a sailor collar. Plaid and a sailor collar! Two of my most favourite things! Well you can just imagine that the deal was done lickety-split!
P.S. And to put the cherry on top, my new Fluevogs, acquired just the Friday before I went to the Summer fair, go perfectly with the mad for plaid suit!
Yesterday, I discovered that photos of the Dear Creatures Fall 2011/Winter 2012 collection had been posted on the Dear Creatures facebook page (and last Friday, at that). So, this morning, I expected to see at least some of the usual suspects (i.e., some of the more popular bloggers who usually post about Dear Creatures) posting about Dear Creatures and their picks from the new collection. Much to my surprise, I found no Dear Creatures posts. I expect I will see them within the coming weeks, if not days (and maybe even by the end of today). Still, I am somewhat disappointed. I guess I was ready to "talk" about the new Dear Creatures collection, but no one else is on the same page as me. Oh well, not the first time for this and, probably, not the last. I don't usually do this, but here goes: I am coveting the following from the collection:
All photos from Dear Creatures' facebook page.
Monday, August 22, 2011
I am simply shameless. At the first sign of a significant drop in temperature, I pull out the beret (granted a cotton knit one not a wool one) and one of my favourite scarves. And this is not to mention the light wool sweater that I yanked out of my drawers ... and the light wool jacket. Oh, and the new Fall/Winter Fluevogs that somehow managed to find their way from their box and onto my feet. The temperature didn't stayed dropped for too long, however. By midday, the scarf and jacket were history. But not the sweater, Fluevogs or beret. I must say that, having returned to the beret, I really missed it. Tomorrow is supposed to bring with it a return to Summer weather. And, that's just fine. Because today was a perfect and beautiful pre-Fall day.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Made of cotton jersey, instead of Indian cotton, dhoti pants aren't quite as comfortable, but they are still very free-ing. On to my entire outfit. I know that I have said before that there was a time in my life when I wore nothing but black clothing. Although I don't do that any longer, I still find wearing black clothing head to toe very safe and comforting. The moment I put black clothing on, it's like I disappear or become cloaked in anonymity. Sometimes I like and need that feeling. Today, I was very tired, probably because of all the fun that I had yesterday. When I got up this morning and looked at my face in the mirror, I rubbed it, commented on how tired I looked and immediately decided to dress head to toe in black clothing. Safe and comforting. And anonymous.