Well, it happened again. Some manner of pants found their way onto my person. And the culprit, yet again, Voodoo Vixen. I simply couldn’t help myself when their bevy of adorable jumpsuits and playsuits hit the cyber waves this past season! And this daisy-trimmed cutie was no exception. From the color to the cut to the flouncy shorts, I knew this one was going to be an instant favorite.
I was never really that little girl who always dreamed about her wedding. I didn’t envisage myself as princess Diana, I never had a fantasy of a white knight. I’d never planned my wedding down to each detail, just waiting for the character of Groom to be slotted in. I didn’t even really know what I wanted for my engagement ring (and it wasn’t until I saw the one that my Mr. had designed that I knew it was what I had wanted all along). It’s amazing, for someone who thinks so much about her daily wardrobe that I really…
Last week marked the official start to the semester. Back to working in hyperdrive, racing around as fast as my heels can carry me, trying to keep up with teaching and forever at the mercy of the undergrads. I’ve also introduced 3 new students into the lab this semester. I have a feeling that the biggest lesson they’ll learn from me in the next four months is: It’s really really really hard to set up a lab!
I’ve always been a fan of color. Not one to hide in the shadows, I eagerly reach for vibrant reds and electric blues – any way to bring a bit of brightness into my day. So, the neutral ends of my wardrobe can be a bit sparse. It’s not that I don’t enjoy black and white and browns and beige, but they just aren’t always on my radar (particularly when under-caffienated).
I am not a gal who can resist a novelty print. Especially one you can’t quite see what it is until you get up close. It’s imbued with a sort of magic – as if it has a hidden secret you can only whisper in close proximity. I’ve seen this amazing clover dress with those magical, sporadic ladybugs a few times now in my vintage adventures. And yet, it was never quite right. She was either way too small or I was way too slow. And because I’m a believer in vintage karma, I knew I just had to wait…
More often than not, we don’t really have a choice about a certain set of circumstances. We’re usually thrown into a situation without warning – everything from a waitress bringing us the wrong order to payroll screwing up our paycheck. And though we don’t get to choose our frustrating moments, we do get to choose how we respond to them. I’m completely smitten with this dress – but oh how we had a few ups and downs before we were finally able to see eye to eye. Grab a glass of wine and settle in for the story of My Journey…
Morning lovelies! This is just a quick note to let you know I’m putting my recent closet purge (and anything from previous purges) on sale for the week to try to make room for new vintage beauties! Everything @shopdressedappscloset is 20% off the listed price through until Friday. Discount will be reflected when invoiced. If there was anything you’ve had your eye on, now it the time to snag it. Happy Shopping! xoxo . instagram // twitter // facebook // pinterest Follow . SaveSaveSaveSaveSaveSave SaveSave SaveSave SaveSave
None of us ever want to admit we have a type. No matter how much our friends say we’re predictable, we want to believe that we’re all open minded and never shallow enough as to gravitate towards a formulaic list of characteristics. And yet, when you look back at your track record, chances are there is an inevitable pattern…