clothing

My new grown-up clothing rules:

do not wear clothes you silently think are funny. Except in a Saturday t-shirt capacity.

pick a couple colors and stick with them, since you can’t seem to buy outfits.

don’t buy skirts. You don’t wear them.

shoes are important. make sure you have shoes to match, or money to buy them, before buying the new clothes.

between moving, being sick, and all the other daily-ness of my life, this is about all the thinking I've been able to do over the past couple weeks. That's all for now, folks.

Layering, Schmayering

In many things I am definitely a child of the 90's. The late 80's to the mid 90's, to be exact. As evidenced by mine and Holly's longer-than-you-would-think convo last night about boy/girl hotwheels/barbie happy meals at McD's back in the day (you know you want those days back too). But there is one major way in which I do not conform: Layering. I hate to layer. HATE. As in will not buy a shirt that I LOVE just because it will require layering.


Fashion people make it sound so simple, like it solves all of their problems. Attn: Fashion People: LAYERING CREATES MY PROBLEMS. And this is not coming from my non-conformist attitude toward trends in fashion. It is purely a comfort thing. And an I-know-what-looks-good-on-me-and-bunchy-clothes-do-not thing. It may have a slight something to do with my body type. Curves just don't give themselves over to layering. Sometimes I wonder how they give themselves over to clothes at all.


This creates an issue while shopping. I wear black, because I have not found a white shirt in about five years that I would not have to wear an undershirt with. That's the real reason I mostly wear dark colors. No layering required. I feel, often, left out of the loop because most cute clothes assume that I love to layer like the rest of my generation. So I wear boring, basic clothing. Which is probably good for me. There is only one positive aspect to not layering, and that will only go into full effect when Beth gets that train over that hill (she still thinks she can).

Young Thang

Hey, we've all heard. McCain's taken the mommy of the year on board. I'm not sure what I think yet, as I don't personally know the woman, and don't like to get involved in politics. But I do read the news regularly via the BBC, and so I happened upon this article the day of. SORRY, but all I could think was, what is she wearing? Normally I wouldn't say this, but she seems like an otherwise sensible person, who is actually cute and has good smart-woman style. Like one of those women you'd want to be friends with, eh? But that's what they said about Hillary too, so, you know. It's all up to the American voters.

The Dress

I am in love with dresses. I try them on all the time. At this point I have close to ten black dresses in my closet, which is a lot because I have a limited wardrobe (on purpose) that only takes up about half my closet. But dresses are just so practical, and not at the same time. And for a simple person like me, the lack of layering necessary is a beautiful thing. All a dress requires on any given day: shoes, a sweater, and maybe some earrings.

Recently I found a summer dress I loved at Walmart (I know) and bought it in black and brown. AND THEN a pretty grey cap-sleeve* (perfect for smart black glasses and maryjanes) called my name at Target. I think the other colors are joining the chorus, because they will most likely be purchased as well. It just isn't every day you find a dress that you like and that fits and that is work-appropriate and that is affordable enough you can buy one, or even more than one, right? And you know I'm really just looking for support for my dress addiction here, right?

*see photo. And can I tell you that it really does look less mom-ish on me than it does on her? Curves do make the dress. Or break it, often actually. But they make this dress.