How was everyone’s Christmas Day? Ours was fill of gifts and love and I ate more food than I care to confess (my Christmas dress didn’t last too long before the red and green striped pajamas were brought forth!) Mr. Dressed and I have fully let the holidays roll on over here and have sat under the gaze of our Christmas tree most of the weekend, barely leaving our pajamas and reveling in the happiness only true relaxation can bring.
I was seriously spoiled this year and quite a few wishlist items found their way into my closet. One thing I am constantly impressed by, is the Mr’s ability to bravely go where few men have gone before him: Women’s Clothing Shops. Although most gals I know wouldn’t trust their husbands with picking out their clothes, he really gets my style and even pushes me to try things a little outside of the box. There are many a glittery, tulle-adored, whimsical item that will be making an appearance on the blog, thanks to a certain app developing gent I know.
A few Christmases back, one of our first in Perth, this sequined confection sat under my tree. It wasn’t something I hinted at or even pointed to in passing – in truth, it may not have even been on my radar, as the fit is a bit looser, the length a bit shorter, and the waistline a bit higher than I normally go. But the minute I put her on, the gentle click of the shimmering palettes like applause as she skimmed over my curves, I knew a single, unalienable (sometimes annoying) fact: The Mr. really does know me better than I know myself. And when I came out to twirl, he got that familiar twinkle in his eye and said, “Baby, no one could pull that off but you…”
Apparently, Mr. Dressed has a certain approach to shopping for me (as transcribed from Husband Lore) and, as he will always tell you, it’s a 7 Step Process. Although there is determination punctuated with moments of event-induced stress, he’s seriously got it down to a science:
- Step 1: Freak out and nearly go blind at the bounty of sparkly options.
- Step 2: Bravely walk into the store anyway.
- Step 3: Look for the cutest things they have. Category: Cute. Subcategory: Vintage or Vintage-Inspired. Bonus points for glitter.
- Step 4: Then the clincher – In his head, he asks himself, “Would most girls look at it and then put it down, worried it was just a ‘little too much’?” If the answer is no, go to Step 5. If yes, skip to Step 6.
- Step 5: Return to Step 1 and find something more awesome.
- Step 6: Proffer credit card to surprised clerk, who rarely sees a gent shop with such certainty.
- Step 7: Exit shop, all the while pounding fist in the air triumphantly, convinced you are going to be kicked out of the Man Club for making the rest of the husbands look bad in their gift-giving abilities.
Seriously gals, I married well….
Maybe our sparkle comes from somewhere deeper inside, somewhere so pure and authentic and REAL, it doesn’t need gloss or polish or glitter to shine.
We’ve been a bit behind this year with coming up with New Year’s Eve plans – We usually ban together with friends and come up with something fun. This year, a bar has been found that’s ringing in the New Year with instructions to dress according to theme: Prohibition. For those unfamiliar with the term, Prohibition was a nationwide constitutional ban in the 1920’s to early 30’s on the sale, production, importation, and transportation of alcohol. As you might imagine, it lead to a lot of black market sales of alcohol and a boost in organized crime. And thanks to the latest blockbuster release of The Great Gatsby (it was a book before it was a movie people!), now 1920’s themed parties abound.
Now, many of you know my style. When we went to a New Years party a few years back with a Back to the Future theme, I was pumped, 50’s frock at the ready. But Prohibition? If there’s one era that really doesn’t suit my curves, it’s the 1920’s – particularly the stereotypical, flapper style that everyone always associates with the 20’s for theme parties (If I went in true 20’s, I would probably be turned away for not being on theme. Sigh). But, as I stared into my closet in dismay, a familiar rainbow-hued twinkle caught my eye and I realized: I may not be able to go flapper, but I can definitely go sequins. So sequins I shall!
Because on New Years Eve and New Years Day I plan to be very far away from technology (and honestly, all beeping devices) I thought I would share my NYE outfit now. I plan to be respondent in glitter, bidding 2015 adieu, ready for all that 2016 has to offer.
How about you?
Dress: gift, Alannah Hill (similar here, here & here)
Caplet: Vintage (similar here & here)
Bracelet: Vintage fair (similar here & here)
Necklace: ASOS (similar here & here)
Handbag: Vintage, belonged to my grandmother (similar here & here)
Shoes: DSW (similar here, here & here)