When I’m attending events underground in 5 degree weather, I always try to wear layers. The low-albedo outerwear helps absorb any sunlight, and it also provides a nice counterpoint to the earth tones I’m accessorizing with. Today I’m wearing a collectible “Walden VI” hoodie ($35 new): the rare version from 2006 in which Henry David Thoreau is shown riding a giraffe in a circus car. I’m pairing with matching thermal trousers made of “nanofibers” by an Israeli firm ($16 new), along with a pair of black neoprene boots gleaned from a lost-and-found pile (price unknown). To emphasize the efficient, decisive nature of my wardrobe choices, the pants are on backwards.
Today I got three hours of sleep before dressing for work. I forgot to wear an extra sweater (though thankfully I still have thin long underwear (purchased from campmor catalog in anticipation of iceland trip, 2010, likely $25) on under my isaac mizrahi for target pants ($19 in 2009). And because of this, I am wearing a striped tee shirt ($10, old navy, 2009) with pants that are decidedly some sort of houndstooothish extravaganza…clash city! population 1! then I had the delight of being the recipient of a leopand print snuggie that a co-worker has decided does not work for her…blessings abound! I am wearing a green hat from target men’s section that was $5. this outfit is warm but way too wild to wear outside of the office…or maybe not. earlier this week when I wore cowboy boots, two people complimented them but then when I got home my husband told me I looked like a military freak…my green forest printed sweater (garnet hill, $45) was reading camouflage to him, and my brown brooks brother’s wool skirt (savers, $15) took the whole look a little annie oakley in the service for his taste. I still stand by that outfit…but it wasn’t as comfortable as this one. I might eat a big bloaty lunch and unbutton my pants, then close my office door and blast sun kil moon. will it be that kind of a day? not guaranteed, but possible. I have promised to attend an art opening in stamford, ct later this evening and I wish the snuggie was appropriate for this event. maybe it is. maybe I can pull it off like the time I wore a bathrobe to a wilco concert.
Today, I chose to wear a tomato-red and white polka dotted scarf as a belt. It’s a bold choice, given that I’ve been ignoring it in my drawer for the last four years (it was a gift from an ex-friend). The polka dotted button I chose to wear in my montage of childish buttons is also a gift from an ex-friend. Another ex-friend. Why not go whole hog? It’s Polka Thursday. I also wore my quickly deteriorating felt bracelet with embroidered samples of what colors of crewel wool I already own (to avoid buying the same colors two or three times), as I felt it complimented the collection of pins. Note to self: Find Obama 12 propaganda button. The basic black dress underneath is either from Old Navy or Target— maybe from the sale rack at Ann Taylor LOFT? I really can’t make myself look at the tag, now that I’m wearing it. The loden green, 3/4 sleeve sweater is from Old Navy and it’s a size too small. I wear it regularly anyway. It matches the capri loden green leggings I’m wearing underneath the dress, which came from the Junior’s department of Sears. I was excited to buy them for $6, but when I got to the counter, they were marked down to $3! They are awesome at looking fun and preventing chafing.
Today I wore a purple harness and sunshine. This is basically what I wear every day, unless it isn’t sunny. Then I just wear a purple harness. My godmother says that this harness makes her think of me as a bondage chick, and she might be slightly correct about this. I do like to bite my donut bed when I hump it. These moments are too intimate to be caught on film, obviously. purple is a timeless color I associate with the fight for womens’ suffrage.
today I put on these pants first. they came from target many years ago and they have this metallicy thread in them that makes me feel professional and magical at the same time. I have owned them for at least 4 years. I have had to replace the buttons on them at least three times, and I had to repair some stitching that went loose, but it was worth it. The only problem they are busy. I own a lot of busy sweaters. So I have to find a non-busy sweater to wear with it. This blue cotton one from Talbots (by way of the goodwill) does the trick. I put the pearls on at the last minute. They make me feel like a cheap barbara bush (the senior). I scored a free automobile ride to work this am, and one of the ladies who drove me kept giving me shit about the pearls…saying she didn’t realize I had a job so important I had to wear pearls to work. These pearls were like $3. But when I put them on they dress me up, even when they are wackdoozle tangled. also I am still struggling with this new haircut that is unpredictable. an added bonus of the color of the sweater is I match all the blue walls in my windowless office.