I snagged this dress from the sale rack at Target for a couple bucks and wore it to work on Friday and then out to the ‘clubs’ that evening. I wanted to show off my ‘restyling’. For work I tried to keep it classy with a little undershirt and chunky necklace (to neutralize any cleavage), and some flats.
For the bar that evening I put on my very favorite tallest ‘karaoke shoes’. And got ready to dance the night away. I know, this one isn’t exactly a big swing. But I always love how much ‘cooler’ I feel in a pair of good heels compared to plain flats.
We’ve had a lot going on at the casa de Cline lately. So I’ve been a little absent from the internet. Sometimes even when I have time to blog it seemed important to make a little other things a priority. Like the boyfriend, reading fantasy novels, taking naps, and realizing that my brunette roots are REALLY obvious, so I’ll be stopping to get some pick-me-up dye on the way home form work today.
I need more skirts with a chiffon underskirt.
Everything seen here is second hand, don’t you love it when that happens?
Please know, I am paraphrasing Rhi from Hey Gorgeous in the title
This has become my mantra for the next couple weeks. Although I would not consider myself a perfectionist, I sometimes find myself paralyzed when things aren’t exactlythewaythatIneedthemtobe. (Is that what perfectionism is?) When that fear stops you from doing something new, or trying something different. Sometimes it is better to push forward than to try & make everything ‘exactly correct’. That is something I’ve been trying here on this blog. Sometimes I publish posts I am not 100% happy with or an outfit that didn’t turn out quite right, because movement & change are sometimes more important that being perfect.
Maybe you know the feeling… that you shouldn’t pick up the pen because you aren’t “talented enough”, that you shouldn’t have friends over because the house isn’t spotless, or even that you shouldn’t wash the dishes right now because you don’t have time to wash all the dishes. These moments, they are the ones that I want to avoid. I’m going to pick up the pen, and throw that party, and only wash five dishes.
Because five clean dishes is better than no clean dishes.
I think that is a metaphor. I’m not exactly sure what for, but I’m writing it here anyway because things don’t have to be perfect!
So I saw nearly this exact outfit on Pinterest a couple weeks ago. And I thought ‘oooo that is really pretty’ and I filed it away for a ‘special event’, or a night that I knew something amazing would happen. And then I waited for the ‘right’ time. But then I read Rhi’s post and decided I would wear it today, because everyday should be ‘special’ and I will make something awesome happen.
Outfits like this remind me exactly how self conscious I used to be. In high school I never would have walked out of the house in an outfit that showed any skin on my chest never mind a skirt that let you see that I have hips. Now you know my big secret, I was super uncomfortable with myself in high school.
In other news, after photographing this outfit I realized it probably wasn’t 100% work appropriate. It is kinda tight. Also the dress is so thin that it’s impossible to wear without leggings or tights underneath so it is constantly riding up, also it shrunk some in the wash and the length is a little awkward now. Sorry cute striped maxi dress, you are too see through & too short & kind of tight. This skirt puts only a thin layer of cotton between me and wearing LEGGINGS AS PANTS!
Edit 04.27.12 : Finally noticed that I misspelled ‘style’ in the title! Oh the humiliation! No one even pointed it out, probably because I wrote that I have mild dyslexia and now they all just feel sorry for me :(
Shirt & Belt: Hand-me Downs, Pants & Jacket: Thrift Store (Similar Pants, Similar Blazer), Shoes: Chuck Taylors! Mine were cheaper because I bought the Children’s size! (Similar)
I have a new hair color. I blame all the beautiful red-headed bloggers… and spring. Spring always make me dye my hair.
My father gave me this ‘Lake Woebegone‘ shirt several years ago after he got a little pudgy for it. It was the pride of my high school years, but Prairie Home Companion wasn’t my favorite back then, and I haven’t really listened to it since that kind of terrible movie was made. My mother also gave me one of his old belts a couple months ago. My father used to be a bit of a hippie, can you tell? I used some ‘brasso’ on the buckle & some saddle soap on the leather part and it’s nearly as good as new. Also, when he was skinny he was younger he wore about a 30″ waist, so I feel no shame in fitting into his old belt.
My mom was really pleased to see me wear them on Easter to be with family. I probably should have worn a cute floral dress in honor of the season, but my inner rebellious teenager didn’t want to put on an ‘Easter Dress’. Instead I decided to wear ALL the colors! And Chuck Taylors.
Hope everyone had an awesome Easter. I spent a portion of the this weekend being sick, so I’ve been a little absent from the blog-o-sphere for a couple days. I’m better now though. Please tell me about all the awesome things you did in my absence!
Skirt: Thrifted, Skirt: Liberty of London via Target
Both of these items were altered pretty quickly before I headed out to volunteer on Saturday, last time you saw this skirt it looked like this and had to be held up by a belt, the last time you saw this shirt it looked like this and was about a million sizes to big for me. The two things were hanging next to each other in the closet and I though, ‘Oh, those would looks cool together! But… they both need to be altered before I can wear them…’
So I pulled out my sewing machine & got to work, I cheated on both alterations, the shirt I just turned inside out and sewed up the sides. The waistband of the skirt I just doubled over on itself so there is a pleat in the back (which you can barely see because the fabric is so thin & floaty). The skirt is super see-through, but that’s ok because the shirt is still 3 feet to long for me so it covers up my bum.
Also I wanted to say thanks for all of your kind comments yesterday. Ian-dog put his head in my lap while I read most of them. Then we went outside and he sat nicely so that I could use him to focus my camera on the right spot & take outfit photos.