Since I've been transplanted, I have to drive all day to get back to my roots. Didn't take a Friday photo, but I've posted that outfit before so no biggie. Same deal for Monday.
Saturday just did a little shopping, went out with friends, and checked out Freeda's rental property:
I think I hate this bra- it shows through too many of my tops! But I'm not going to bother to replace it just yet... I'll do it in a few pounds. The damned diet seems to be working. I will be a bit sad when this top doesn't fit anymore, though.
I thought this would be a good day-to-night outfit. I adore this top, and have another one in a weird green that I possibly love more. Couldn't find it in time to pack, though. I know I'm exposing the horror I usually kept well-hidden, but it's hot and I'm married-- so, whatever. And I'm wearing cheapo Walmart flip-flops because my feet hurt, my toes are done so no need to hide, and it's hot. I wore them all weekend.
Top: Lane Bryant
Capris: Fashion Bug
Sunday was "Toddler Day". While Baby Sis' little girl is such a whirling dirvish I couldn't get a photo with her, I did catch my brother Big Daddy's little boy for a few.
Big Daddy seems to forget I have actually been around babies and mess before:
"If you're coming up tomorrow, DON'T dress like your typical douche-cosmo self. You're at a house with three cats, two dogs and a slobbering, snotty-nosed drooling one-year old with no concept of sticky dirty hands or a runny nose. You will get dirt, sneeze, spit, cough, germs, snot, cat hair and possibly poo or pee on you and your awesome clothes."
So I wore this:
And these:
I'd say they hid all that "mess" really well, considering I wore them through two separate playtimes with toddlers, a family dinner and bonfire, and karaoke at the pub with a few friends. Methinks Big Daddy's case overstated....
I think I'm learning how to manage my hair- it looked really good this weekend!
Top: Steinmart
Capris: Fashion Bug
Baby's shirt: Polo (I know, right? The kid is just going to puke on it. Then again, that didn't stop frat boys from buying them either, I suppose)
DJ/Radio Producer-turned-Lawyer attempts to dress like a grown-up. Sometimes I comically fail. And I occasionally post fun stuff, like music videos, book-club reviews, or photos of beauty or oddity.
You look great...those capris work on you. That blue top is an awesome color. Ignore your inner ankle comments...they look normal and only you notice them- really they look fine.
ReplyDeleteThat blue top is adorable.
ReplyDeleteI AM BIG DADDY! And you dressed fine. And, hey, it's my kid. I'm entitled to be a little paranoid. Let's face it - you do have a pretty spotty track record with due care and fine motor-skills. It's not like you'd ever do anything on-purpose...but he is *my* son.
ReplyDeleteAnd you *do* tend to obsess over your appearance - sometimes to the detriment of other things... But you often look really nice.
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