When: Saturday before last // Weather: 30s // Real life: road trip to Bloomington
This story has some background but I’ll keep it brief: I went to Indiana University (aka greatest school in the whole world). I majored in art history and minored in modern dance (how else do you prepare for law school?). I barely got to know any other art students, but I made lots of good dancer friends. When you spend many hours in rehearsal in very close contact with people, often wearing spandex, you tend to bond. But I’m terrible at keeping in touch with people other than being friends on Facebook, so I haven’t talked to most of my college friends in several years.
Fast forward to a few months ago, when I learned (via FB, of course) that one of my college dance friends had gone missing while swimming the South Yuba River. He was never found. When anyone dies, all the friends and family gush about what a great person s/he was. Kind, caring, friendly, a light in this world, etc. Well, I promise Ricky Alvarez really was all those things. I’m so happy I got to meet him, and I regret not keeping in touch after we graduated.
Earlier this month I went back to IU for the annual dance concert, which was dedicated to Ricky’s memory. It was beautiful! I’m way too old to know any of the current students, but I was still so proud of them and proud to be part of the legacy of this great program. If I can impart any wisdom to the college kids out there, it’s this: If you care about your friends, tell them now. Don’t wait. Make an effort after you go your separate ways. Sorry to be dark, but you never know if you’ll have a chance later.
Oof. I’m not good at feelings. Let’s talk about something lighter. How cute are these boots?! They’re Dr. Scholl’s so they’re super comfy too. I highly recommend.
When: a Friday in February // Weather: 40s and sunny // Real life: work
90s girls rejoice: hoop earrings are making a comeback. And mayyyybe you can even wear them to a Spice Girls concert. (I’m trying not to get too excited about a reunion because the reports keep going back and forth, and if I’ve learned anything from Trump: #1 you can’t trust the media, and #2 tweeting after bedtime is usually a bad idea.)
I can’t quite bring myself to return to the giant silver hoops I used to wear, but these non-hoop-shaped hoops are a great way to bring the trend into the 21st century, if that is in fact the century we live in. Hard to be sure sometimes. You know, because of the Spice Girls thing.
When: last Sunday // Weather: 40s and cloudy // Real life: mac ‘n’ cheese festival
I tried to keep an open mind for year 2 of Indy’s mac ‘n’ cheese fest. Year 1 was sort of underwhelming, but the first year of anything is underwhelming. I mean, when I look back on 1985, I don’t think to myself, “damn, I really hit my stride as a newborn.” But I was underwhelmed again. There were long lines, still no organization, not a lot of vegetarian options, and leaky spots in the ceiling. They also tried to hand out forks via the “take one, pass it on” method. This time of year? No thanks, no flu fork for me.
Maybe I just don’t like food fests. I love eating, but not a lot at once, and I like to enjoy some ambiance, you know? And if you think I’m going to stand in a line to get a single bite of food like it’s 1930, you’re wrong. So instead, we’re going to start our own mac ‘n’ cheese fest: invitation only, at our house, with wine pairings. 😉
*Shoes purchased with gift card provided courtesy of Shopbop.
I don’t need to tell you it’s been a brutal winter. But here I am, telling you anyway. It’s been effing brutal, even by Indiana standards. I’m no longer the gutsy young blogger who braved freezing temps for an outfit shoot. Now I phone it in with living room iPhone pics. (Phone it in…see what I did there?) So here are a few outfits I’ve worn lately to stay cozy. They have a theme. I think you’ll figure out what it is…
Oh hey, look, it’s another scarf.
OK, yes, the theme is scarves.
I don’t just wear blanket scarves…I also wear furry mufflers. Scarves are pretty much the extent of my winter accessorizing, so I gotta switch it up once in a while.
But you don’t need a scarf when the scarf is built right in to your sweater. Turtlenecks for the win!
When: last Saturday night // Weather: chilly // Real life: community theater show, then cocktails
As much as I love my brights (follow me on Instagram to see all my annoyingly colorful outfits), I do still appreciate a black dress. But it must be a sassy black dress. The dress needs to be able to roll its eyes at people and make sarcastic comments. Otherwise, it has no place in my wardrobe. This dress is super comfy and definitely sassy. When I wore this dress out last weekend, it made snide remarks about a man who was wearing faux leather pants with Crocs. It wasn’t me, though; it was the dress. I told it not to be rude, but then the dress made a good point: the man was wearing faux leather pants with Crocs.
*Dress purchased with gift card provided courtesy of Shopbop.
When: Friday before last // Weather: chilly and sunny // Real life: work
If tweed-styling were an Olympic sport, I think I’d be a good contender, don’t you? I actually almost forgot there were real sporting events happening now. I thought the whole Olympics this year was just going to be people talking about the Russian doping scandal and those awkward neighbors to the north. And Jamaican bobsledding of course. But that may be because I listen to too much NPR.
What are your favorite winter Olympic events? I know it’s very predictably girly, but I love me some figure skating. Back in the day, I was all about Michelle Kwan. I couldn’t even skate, but I was obsessed with her. This year, I think my favorite part is the commentary from Tara Reid and Johnny Weir.
When: last Wednesday // Weather: 40s and windy // Real life: work
Moto jackets are my FAVE. They make me look cool (which obviously I am, but, you know…never hurts to be sure), and they’re a practical layering piece. I have a nice collection of leather and suede ones, but I can’t be a badass all the time, right? Now I have this tweed one to switch it up. To be honest, it’s probably a more appropriate level of cool for me. Like a grandma at punk concert. But a really low-key punk concert that ends at 8pm.
When: last Sunday // Weather: almost 50(!) and sunny // Real life: brunch, movie date, shopping
For those of you not from the Midwest or somewhere else with a cold climate, I should explain that here, 48 degrees and sun in January or February is the equivalent of 80 degrees. We frolic around without coats, open our sun roofs, and go out for froyo. (Actually, I didn’t go out for froyo last Sunday…what a horrible oversight. Won’t happen again.)
I figured I wouldn’t get to wear this top (which is called the “Sarah” by the way) until April, but when the opportunity presented itself last weekend, I took it. It was nice having a Sunday Funday with actual sun. We went out for brunch, went to the movies (Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri is incredible), did a little shopping, then did what all hip young couples do on the weekend: hit up Trader Joe’s to get ingredients for our cauliflower crust pizzas. #TURNT
When: Saturday before last // Weather: 40s // Real life: mini-roadtrip to southern Indiana for a concert
One weekend last month we were killing time at the mall before a movie. It turns out I’m really good at killing time, but it also costs me a bunch of money. I managed to get 2 sweaters, a t-shirt, and earrings from 2 different stores in the course of about 20 minutes. But come on, how could I not get this top?! Stripes AND bows, all together in a nice cotton sweater for my sensitive skin, and under $60?! It’s a good thing we were on a strict timeline, because the high of finding this gem could have gotten me through another hour of shopping. So when you look at it that way, it was really a very restrained and frugal shopping excursion.
When: Friday before last // Weather: chilly // Real life: work
My lovely other half surprised me by getting me this dress for Christmas. I casually mentioned I thought it was cute, and she remembered and got it for me! And as if that didn’t give her enough bonus points, she also agreed to stand outside in January to take pictures of me in it. I tell you what, I am a lucky lady.
It’s a very prim and proper, businessy dress, so to make it a little more “me,” I decided to wear my hair down with messy waves and rock some ankle boots. I also think it would look cute in the spring with some brightly colored flats. How do you guys like to dress down an uber-professional dress?