Uh….this is embarrassing. I meant to call, baby blog. I really did. I promise. It’s just, uh, honest… I ran out of gas. I… I had a flat tire. I didn’t have enough money for cab fare. My tux didn’t come back from the cleaners. An old friend came in from out of town. Someone stole my car. There was an earthquake. A terrible flood. Locusts! IT WASN’T MY FAULT, I SWEAR TO GOD!
Oh wait, that’s a quote from the Blues Brothers. Oh well, same gist. It comes down to this. When I started this blog, I was burnt out from a job that had me traveling 3 weeks per month. I welcomed the opportunity to take a few months off from working and just do nothing. Of course, this lends itself splendidly to blogging on a daily basis. Nowadays, I’m working 25 hours a week, going to school full time, attempting to teach myself French on my spare time, and learning to knit on top of that. Sometimes, there’s just not enough time in the day. So when you find that 1) you’ve woken up 3 hours before you need to leave for work and 2) that you’re smitten with your outfit, you gotta carpe diem and dust off your camera.
I’ve found that I’m really digging sheer knits this season. It’s probably still a bit too chilly to wear this particular outfit without a shirt on top, but it’ll be pretty ideal for summer I think. I’ve been a bit cautious about this whole sheer trend thing, especially because I find it particularly tacky if my stomach tattoos show, but this seems to be a happy medium that may even be work appropriate. Not only is the fabric pretty airy, but the trapeze cut should keep me nice and cool in the dreaded Philadelphia humidity.
Speaking of trends, are leather leggings out? Was that a fad I jumped on too late in the game, like buying a hooded cape in December? Do fall trends translate to spring, or am I assuming so only because the weather is so similar? I don’t particularly care, as both my cape and these leggings are some of the most comfortable pieces I own. What’s not comfortable are these shoes, which I couldn’t resist, and yet after TWO purchases trying to find the right size, they’re still too small. And too cute. And I will wear them until my feet blister and bleed and Ray needs to carry me home from the bar.
