I’m a little hungover from yesterday’s party. I was probably only surpassed in wine drinking by my boyfriend’s mom or mother in law, as she insists I call her, but I refuse to do so until I get that ring on my finger! The wedding was nice. The bride and groom really looked beautiful, the venue was grand and there were some awesome people, but since everything looked so very expensive, I was actually quite disappointed by the service (the maitre was really really rude most of the time) and the food (dried out meat, a chocolate muffin that seemed to be made out of ingredients you can buy boxed to cook muffins in 1 minute). Oh well, at least I got to dance to Pokerface and talk with some interesting people. And look hawt, as I absolutely loved my dress and got quite a bit of compliments! Best thing: I was probably wearing the cheapest outfit in the room. Score for the have-nots!
Anyway, since I’m a little hungover, I suddenly felt like dressing like a grandma. I love this secondhand paisley skirt I scored the other day, I love how fallicious the colors are. I pared it with a little leopard cardi since I’m addicted to leopard and since I’m also addicted to printmixing, and I played up the grandma factor with the kaki coat and simple flat lace ups. Quite like how this turned up actually, although I’d like to figure out a way to make grandma-ish styles feel a bit more youthful without shortening hemlines or straying too far from the grandma feel.
I’m going to get my sunday breakfast now! Enjoy your sunday!