…or are you just trying to stay warm in front of the refrigerator?
I wore this to a Holiday Brunch party. I totally style jacked Jill with this vest! How could I not? It’s super soft and expensive looking (even more so in person). At least 3 other girls we know also bought one after seeing Jill’s. Get yours before it sells out!
I bought this sweater 2 years ago at home in Philadelphia right before attending an Ugly Sweater Party at a bar. All the thrift stores were already picked over, but I lucked out and found this cute one in the girls’ department at Target. Here, I threw some flannel under it and decided on the leopard wedges at the last minute.
What are you wearing to your holiday parties this season?
Here’s one from the archives! I wore this little number pretty early in the school year – probably sooner than was appropriate to wear all those layers. I bought this sequin top to wear alone, but since the sequins on the short sleeves itches my tender “Oprah Wings” skin, I’ve had much more success layering this bad boy.
This is a much slouchier overall look than I tend to gravitate towards, but somehow I feel like this just works.
I hadn’t anticipated taking pictures this day, so my work outfit was kind of “meh”. But the DSLR camera shows this awesome sweater a lot better than the iPhone photos from before! I’ve been holding onto this post (as you can tell by my hair color) in order to spread out the sweater repeat.
Even though this geometric/tribal print cardigan seems a little crazy, the neutral colors means it goes with pretty much anything. I’ve even been guilty of wearing it around the house over my pajamas, as though it were a makeshift robe. It’s always a nice surprise when a kooky piece gets a lot of use.
I was itching to get the tags off this new lacy top, and these old green tuxedo pants seemed like an obvious pairing choice. I like the juxtaposition of the girlishness of the top with the masculinity of the tuxedo stripe. But something about the neutral colors seemed kind of flat, so I brought out my inner Chloe Conspiracy and tossed this bright yellow necklace into the mix. It is kind of unsettling with the rest of the “romantic” vibe, but that’s what makes it personal and fun.
Mr. Trousers was vehemently opposed to the skirt length on this little number, positing that it was inappropriate for school. I initially took his heed to heart, changing into the cotton leggings I had originally laid out the night before. But the leggings seemed even more vulgar, so I went with my gut on this one. The skirt reaches the tips of my fingers, making it technically compliant with my own High School Handbook of yore. But beyond RULES, I felt that my skin being completely covered (in predominantly baggy fabric) overruled the length of the skirt. Ain’t nothing sexy about what’s going on here.
This is that black pencil skirt I talked about from my recent successful TJ Maxx outing. It is quite stretchy and comfy, although the panel of faux leather got pretty toasty as the day went on, resulting in my own personal Zaggora hot skirt.
I’m still on the hunt for some super comfortable black wedges for school, so I decided to go with these boots. That’s a LOT of leather for one daytime look, so I countered it with this sweet bow sweater. I also opted not to wear the black tights I tried on, reasoning that the little shot of skin softened the severity of my bottom half.
I sort of feel like I’m in an SS uniform with all this leather and coat, but Jill insisted that she likes to see what girls really wear when they leave the house.
Sweater: old unknown – the tag just has a heart on it (similarish here and here)
Skirt: Willi Smith via TJ Maxx (similar here and here)
Here are some quick iPhone pics from date night. My hair is still quite wet, and we were running a little late for our reservation, but I think you get the idea. We ate at Ada St, a trendy little hole in the wall. They had awesome cocktails and yummy small plates. It was a delicious dinner, but this wasn’t really the kind of place where you bust out the sparkles. I was going for a look that was kind of hipster-cool, but still with enough sex appeal to keep the man happy.
Here are some simple guidelines I like to follow for date night dressing:
Don’t go nuts on the shoes. Best case scenario, he doesn’t even notice your shoes anyway. Worst case scenario, you complain that your feet hurt and he secretly wants to murder you. Wear your uncomfortable shoes with your girl friends. These boots are the most comfortable of my super high heels, and I was easily able to navigate the 3-4 blocks we had to walk back to civilization (the restaurant is in a very industrial area) to hail a cab.
No insane lip color. No one wants to see you reapplying and NO ONE wants to risk getting that shit on their own face. I wore a sheer light coral.
Remember a sweater. Restaurants are always cold. Always. They do that so that the kitchen staff doesn’t sweat into your food. Don’t let your poor circulation turn you into a complainer; bring that sweater (or pashmina), girl.
Let the boobies out, in a subtle way. This is not a nightclub and you are not JWOWW, so settle down. To everyone else, this is just a tee shirt, but to my dining companion, it is a very low v neck that gives him an “accidental” peek at my brassiere every time I lean over to take a bite.
The mister thought this cardigan looked like a Cosby sweater. You can’t win them all…
Since I will be in costume at school on Halloween, I thought I’d bust out some of my fun “spooky” goods to wear the day before. Here’s one of my standbys: the skull shirt (more about it here). I originally paired it with a black jacket, but the outfit desperately needed a pop of color. None of my colorful jewelry was speaking to me, so I dug this purpley-blueish cardigan out of retirement.
Thanks to Hurricane Sandy, it was windy and cold here in Chicago (though, I guess we can’t exactly complain…), but I braved the elements and took off my coat for photos!
*Side note: my cami is pulled down way too low over my hips, it should’ve been hiked up like 4 inches to just peek out under the blouse. But I was too cold to think about it!
I DO NOT know what’s happening here, but it’s a good shot of the rouching on the sweater and the hi-lo hem on the blouse. Below is another awkward shot, but I’m very proud of myself for venturing into darker eye shadows instead of my usual shimmery pink or peach.