Sweet Spontaneous

Boots: Born
Tights: Nordstrom
Dress: Boden
Sweater coat: Anthro
Scarf: handmade by KimK, who did not win my giveaway but can make cooler stuff than I could give her anyway

I was putting together my Frocking Friday ensemble this morning (by which I mean, 2 pm) and I thought, "this one is kind of boring. I've had this dress and this coat for a couple of years, everyone must be sick to death of these boots, and man I need a frickin' haircut."

Then I saw the photo, and it occurs to me that, let's see, purple and orange, ruffles, large scale polka dots, and a rainbow scarf. Yep, we're probably all good, actually. If that qualifies as boring then I think maybe I need to step it down a notch.

I do still need a haircut though, I look like Lassie.

(I started off the day wearing something much fancier, but it had a hole in it that I didn't see at first, and I may be a little disorganized but I do try not to go around with my unmentionables hanging out of holes in my dress. You've got to start somewhere.)

That dress was vintage, by the way, and I love it - but I never, ever feel right wearing vintage clothing. Is that just me? I love old things - everything really, buildings and books and furniture and art and people - but old clothes *always* feel like a costume. I feel conspicuous, uncomfortable, and like a big old phony.

And this is coming from someone who attends the Renaissance Festival every year, in full period regalia.

(Wait, did I just say that out loud?)

Maybe I *do* need to step it down a notch.