Wardrobe Sunday

Yay! A Wardrobe post! Thank goodness The Ever-Gorgeous Earl is more together than I am. By the time we got to Starbucks last night, I was so tired I couldn't even think straight. You'll notice I cropped off my head--it was scary!

So this is a pair of $2 thrifted Levi's 501s. They were too short and too full at the hem, but that's no problem: rip out the hems, iron them flat, taper from the knee down. I love that they're so soft and worn.

   Then, if you're wearing boots and hate the way it looks when the bottom of your jeans bunch up, you use these Jodhpur clips from Dover Saddlery. I apologize, but I don't remember which of you fabulous people told me about these. Whoever it was, THANK YOU! I ordered two pair, and they're great:  comfortable, sturdy, easy to use. Because you should never have to wrestle with your clothes, you know? Once you're dressed, that should be it as far as thinking about what you're wearing.

My favorite Born boots.

The $3.49 leather coat, washed, repaired, stitched.

A dresslet--one of many:

Scarf, probably one of the ones I bought on the street in Manhattan (I bought a bunch--$5 each in tons of colors--and wish I'd bought more. Once upon a time, long, long ago, they had teddy bears on clearance at The Dreaded Wal-Mart in a rainbow of colors. These were fairly large bears, and they were $5 each. We bought eight or ten or so, one of each color, and boxed them up and sent them to the daughter of my BFFHS--we were like Fairy Godparents, and I've often thought how cool that must have been, to open a box and find one of every color. If I'd been smart, I'd have done that:  bought one scarf in each color and boxed them up and sent them to myself. As it was, I got only the colors I couldn't live without because, um, we had rather a lot of stuff crammed into the SUV on that 8002-mile road trip. I have a dozen colors but always wonder what I'm missing. Gah).

The fuchsia leather gloves were a gift from The EGE. If you'd told me when I met him that he'd turn into a Color Guy, I wouldn't have believed it. Heck, if you'd told me at any point during the 30+ years he was wearing coaching clothes that it would happen, I would have laughed. Sure, he wore a pink shirt and a burgundy tux when we got married, and he's always liked color, but he's not a clothes person and more or less stuck to purple and gold as his colors of choice. But now? He's joined me in this whole Color Adventure, and he finds things for me in cool colors, and it's fabulous--it wouldn't be nearly as much fun doing it by myself).

Smoochies, y'all!