Do you live in jeans? I pretty much do. I recently did a closet cleanse and sent about 10 pairs off to consignment. I’m not missing them, but denim is my (almost) daily go-to. Even for work. Of course it helps that I’m in Advertising but still…So in an effort to break out, not break away, from what’s become a wardrobe habit, I was pretty excited about slipping on this chambray chemise. And I have to say, I LOVED wearing it.
I’m going to try not to take myself (or fashion) too seriously in this post, but it’s been quite the weekend. On Friday, our youngest son Chanler turned 22. And today, it’s both Father’s Day and our 29th Wedding Anniversary. Wow, where do the years fly to? But now for more important things…like this outfit…and why I thought it was kind of wacky but actually love it. And to think it all started with this graphic-yellow-one sleeved “mystery” tee…
Confession. When Chris saw this outfit he was a wee bit skeptical. As in “what the heck are those sandals you’re wearing?” Well, just as fur slides took over the runways last fall/winter, feathered sandals are flocking to fashion’s summer feet. And I could not resist these pink beauties. Over the top? Totally. But sometimes you just have to forget the rules and have some fun. This sunny dress was a Jersey City find that felt like something Stella would wear in A Streetcar Named Desire. (I know, NOLA, but you get the vibe). I don’t normally gravitate to yellow, but this summer I am. And with its pinkish flower pattern, flutter sleeves and wrap silhouette it felt perfect for the steamy Savannah weather. And this straw bag is going with me pretty much everywhere. For our two nights in Savannah, we were staying in the retro Thunderbird Inn. We arrived early evening, unpacked, and I guess the place just inspired me. At least for this one night. (BTW: you get RC Colas and a Moon Pie upon check-in!)
One last thought. Happy Memorial Day everyone. I hope you had fun with loved ones and good friends and great weather. But perhaps we shouldn’t be wishing each other a Happy one, more a thankful, respectful, grateful one. To all those who served and fought, lived and died, so we could be safe and free. Including my Dad, who fought in the Pacific in WW II and passed away last August. We miss you PopPop. Semper Fi.
Well, there’s not one bad thing we can say about our stay in Delray Beach. We just might have to retire here! (And the Dacks, of course.) More on that in a later post. But seriously, my husband Chris first went to Delray as a baby, and he’s loved it ever since. What’s not to love…the beach, tennis (bliss for him, sort of for me), great restaurants, shopping (yay for me), and just a chill vibe. Which we both very much needed.
I’m writing this post at the wee hours of our first day back. With a big 9am presentation looming. But my brain is on overdrive. Speaking of drives. It was a 14 1/2 hour one back to Jersey City from Savannah. Who knew Virginia had that much traffic? Yikes. I drove for maybe 1 1/2 hours? Chris was Superman. All in all, it was a great adventure, though next time (?!?) I’m pretty sure I would vote for breaking the drive back up north by one more stop.
I wish! Chris and I are about to take off on a looooooong road trip — JC to Delray Beach, Fla. Bowie is coming along too. Call me nuts but I hope this will be a fun hang out, not an I-can’t-stand–you experience. We’ll see…