Dress: Deep LA
Shoes/shades: Forever 21
I’m beginning to realize my lyric choices for titles never have anything to do with what I’m wearing, but more to do with the song I am listening to in the moment I am writing this. Does that bother anyone?
Cher calls this dress my “little-house-on-the-prairie” dress, but my boss called it more mad-men then little-house, so I’ll go with her assessment. I survived eating cheese fries, a coney dog (chili, cheese, mustard and onions) and swedish meatballs in the dress. No stains, no spills. I guess that means I am growing up.
Or I just learned how to not drop my food.
Joe and I ate dinner at Ikea, because we live about two minutes away and we keep hearing about how cheap the food it. And it really is cheap, but it’s filling. Kinda crazy!
Before my newest challenge and self-imposed shopping ban, I was on the search for a vintage cape. But every one I found was too small for me. I love this pattern and shape of this one, but it wouldn’t fit my shoulders (or close around my chest!)
For the $34 it would cost to purchase an ill-fitting cape, I can buy a vintage pattern and fabric and sew my own, and that’s just what I think I’d going to do. That’s not shopping, that’s DIY-ing, right? Maybe I’ll even just DIY one instead of buying a pattern. That could be interesting and fun…
PS – the dress sustained no bloodstains, no matter what my title says. Plus, this isn’t my Sunday best. I usually wear my Star Wars t-shirt on Sundays 🙂
Title song: Say Anything – Walk Through Hell