I am wearing my shirt backwards, but it is on purpose. No it wasn't dark when I got dressed this morning (see matching shoes), I just wanted this top to feel more like a tunic. So I turned it around for a higher neckline and boom, it's a carefree tunic. Of course it parts in the middle and I'm not one to show off my rock hard abs this early in the day, so I reached for one of those pencil skirts that was made for people who didn't have waists in the 80s and therefore have to wear it so far up that it could function as a bra. I can't breath, but I'm also covering my goods. Modesty is so give and take sometimes.
I've packed up most of my accessories, as you can tell. And by "most" I mean the ones I was wearing at the time or the ones I've yet to find hidden in my house are still unpacked. I've also packed up most of my clothes. This should make for an interesting week of outfits.
I know what you are thinking. 'Well, this is dressy for a Wednesday.' But really I wore this out last night to a goodbye dinner with two of our favorite friends. We'd never been to the restaurant before but the name was obscure and modern so I made the call that it was a classy place and I needed to dress up. (I was right -- tapas + wine. FANCY.) And of course when I think 'nice restaurant attire' that equals a maxi dress and heels. That's about as fancy as I get around here, people. However, as I was packing the other night I did find my old prom dresses. And apparently going to prom in my high school was like going to the Oscars. I'm not quite sure why I've held on to them though. Guess I'm still waiting to be invited to the senior prom after all these years.
If I had to live in one era it would probably be the 1970s. Or the 1920s, but I had to pick one and the other goes best with my post today, so 70s it is. There is something about these wide leg jeans that make me feel carefree and bohemian. Although I'll never give up skinny jeans (and I mean never: I will wear them till I die even if I am the only 90 year old wearing them. I'll be a hot 90 year old.) they are a nice break from the norm.
Speaking of a break from the norm, we are off on a road trip to visit the in-laws. And lucky for B, I just downloaded all of my favorite songs from high school. At least one of us will be having a good time.
Remember the last time I wore this and I said that I didn't know why it wasn't as tight as before? I know why now. It's because I didn't zip it up all the way. Trust me, it's still tight. I'm gasping for air as I type this. I do this all for you guys. The high heels, the tight skirts, the hours I sacrifice on the internet watching youtube videos instead of playing with my dog or feeding my husband -- it's all for you.
I like to give credit where credit is due, so this outfit brought to you by the 1980s, my local thrift store and Olivia Palermo. Although forgive me as my necklace isn't quite as fancy as hers. I hate when I have to pay rent over buying jewels. Priorities are the worst.