I'm back in the game! This outfit was cobbled together with pieces from the women in my family. This plaid coat/blazer belonged to my grandmother (mom's mom), the skirt belonged to my mother, and these pretty clip-on earrings belonged to my paternal great-aunt. Plus this hat was a Christmas present from my parents, which ties everything together.
(blazer: grandmother's; skirt: mom's; earrings: great aunt's; hat: vintage; chambray shirt: walmart; shoes: seychelles; tights: goodwill)
I wish that I could wear these clip-ons for more than about fourteen minutes, but there is something in the metal that my poor earlobes just won't tolerate--I had to bring a change of earrings to work today. Still, I love them enough to sport for the occasional outing. Did people used to be this sensitive to metals, or have our ears evolved to need special treatment? I notice that all of the earrings at Claire's are now for "sensitive ears," so there must have been some sort of shift.
I spent last night eating leftover chili, drinking champagne, and watching Ally McBeal (I'm obsessed, although when they introduced an entirely new cast of characters for Season 5 I was extremely disappointed [it was bad enough that Robert Downey, Jr. had to leave because he was on drugs], and now I'm only powering through the final season with the hope that Ally will come to her senses and fall in love with John Cage).
That's what I get up to when K has an evening class. :) I kind of judged myself for being unproductive, but it was Monday, so I let it slide.