It's not spring here yet. There are still snow piles, and where there isn't, there's mud. I'm trying hard not to complain about it, or think at all of that March where it got really warm, and remember that April is the soggiest, windiest, longest tease of a season ever. Right now it's 43 degrees out, which is practically a heat-wave, although it's not sunny. I'm still wearing black tights daily.
Coat: c/o Bohemian Bisoux on etsy, Shirt: H&M summer 2014, Vest: J. Crew summer 2013, Skirt: JessJamesJake, Shoes: J. Crew Factory holiday 2013
This is an outfit I had originally planned to (maybe) wear to an annual party last week, but ended up in 1940s velvet instead (one of the benefits of this lingering winter is I can extend the velvet-wearing season for a much longer period). I almost didn't post it because I'm in the midst of chores and e-mails before heading off to work (in a big sweater and leggings--bakery work isn't really friendly to 50s chiffon) and I thought well, I better take of my chipped nail polish and that'll set my back a little bit in time and who knows if I'll actually get the picture-taking in?
It's one of those things where it seems like so many bloggers these days are really pulled-together and able to stay on top of their nails and hair and most days I'm chewing a pastel Essie shade off my fingers, wondering if I can get away with a few wrinkles in my skirt, and haven't had a haircut since October. But I like a little bit of realism in my blogs you know? Band-aid on the knee kinda style.
Sometimes you have a friend who sells vintage, and when you water her plants while she's away you also find a few treasures hanging in her storage that you then hound her for until you can come over and try them on and hand over your Christmas bonus money. That's where this skirt came from. This deliciously frothy confection of a skirt was hanging in Jess's basement and I needed it. It haunted me! I wore it for Valentine's day, but the temperatures that weekend weren't really the best and the poor skirt ended up hiding under many layers of clothes.
I don't know that a striped crop top and denim vest do it justice, but the way it moves is too much, and I've been staring at it on my wall longing to wear it so, until summer when it can combine with little Edwardian cottons, this'll do.
I've also added a little garden rose necklace from Camille Carnevale to my daily jewels. I like that it's a little bit of that my girlishness has sharp teeth thing going on, a vibe I can always get on board with, so it's the first from her spring line that I've snapped up and have been wearing almost daily (with my little moon, of course).
And of course, this coat. I never in a million years though I'd get so much wear out of it, but somehow, it goes with almost everything (or nothing? They're kind of the same idea). I like to call it, to myself, my introverted vampire coat, because I can flip the collar up and hide if I need to.