What I’m listening to: Surrender by Cheap Trick
Cords. Get it? Like cords of wood, but also like the pants-ah you get it. Did I configure a blog post backdrop around this pun or was it a serendipitous accident, the world may never know. Thankfully they don’t need to, they just need to see these pants. Hot. Pink. Corduroy. I knew the second I saw these pants they were showstoppers, but you know what pairs best with one showstopper? Another one, which is why I paired them with my white boots, which have already cemented their place not only on this blog but also in my heart as a new favorite. (PS I got a new mascara and it is going to need its own post soon.)
What I’m Listening to: Drinkee by Sofi Tukker
People don’t think electric blue is a fall color. I know because I googled it. Apparently “fall colors” are limited to red, orange and yellow (I guess that’s why target currently looks like someone set a maple tree on fire). Here’s the thing they seem to be missing though: I’m not trying to blend in with the landscape. It’s fashion not camo. So, continuing my lifelong trend of being contrary just for the sake of it, you know I’m wearing electric blue. A layering turtleneck + a corduroy jumper dress + platforms = the perfect blue autumn outfit.
What I’m Listening to: Sultans of Swing by Dire Straits
I have a love/hate relationship with sequins.
This has mostly to do with the fact that in my experience they fall off, get bent and after approximately half of one wear the dress doesn’t look the same as when you put it on. (Which is probably my fault for being rough on clothes but whatever). However, against my prior judgements when I saw this dress I knew we were meant to be. I am so glad I did because it is so much fun to wear! It legitimately reflects light like some kind of colorful disco ball, (which I personally view as a plus to any garment). Stay groovy! (I’ll stop now)
What I’m Listening To: Just Let Me Cry by Lesley Gore
I know what you’re thinking, so yes, the title is a pun. I went to the Capital Hotel here in the state capital to have brunch (I’ll give you a minute to allow my mastery of both the English language and puns sink in). It was amazing, I got the biscuits and gravy which were delicious. (And aren’t those tiny jam jars the cutest?) Anyway, it’s also abruptly turned rather summer-ish, so time to stop pretending the 50 degree lows were cold enough to warrant a wool coat I suppose. Instead, I’m breaking out the sandals, jean shorts and summer tops early this year because I enjoy tempting the weather to smite me for my hubris. (It’s supposed to be back in the 50s by Wednesday.) C’est la guerre!