Top: Gap Outlet — Skirt: Thrifted — Sandals: Target — Bracelets: Found and gift — Earrings: Gift from Katie!
Hop in my Delorean, folks, we’re going back in time!
Okay, we’re only going back to Sunday, but still–it feels about a thousand years away at this point, so vroom vroom!
This particular Sunday was a go-to-the-farmers’-market, buy-a-new-pair-of-trousers, read-some-childhood-books kind of day. (I’ve been slowly working my way back through the Song of the Lioness quartet by Tamora Pierce; her Immortals series spoke to me way more as a kid, what with the talking-with-animals parts and all, but Alanna is pretty kickass. I’m glad we have these books for young people to read!)
Anyhow, I found this skirt in my hand-washing bin a few weeks ago, and realized I hadn’t worn it since last year! Which is a shame, because it’s so fun, with all the colors and sequins and glittery thread. It’s actually a little weird, in that it is cut higher at the sides than at the front/back, but it’s nice and loose, and not a bad choice for a farmers’-market kinda weekend.
Also, I wore the “MIA” bracelet that Tia got me back in high school, so that if I got lost while looking for the perfect bunch of dinosaur kale, people would know who I am.
I also tried something new-ish to me: shirt knotting. I wasn’t all that big on the shirt-knotting thing when it drifted back into trendiness, but somehow it helped this outfit become a little more interesting than its loose-skirt-loose-shirt beginnings.
Plus, look at all the fruit we got: Asian pears, nectarines, peaches, yellow pluots, plums, and these little red-green mottled plum cultivars dramatically named “elephant hearts.” Most of these are gone now, and I miss them. Sigh. Until next time, farmers’ market!
Lastly, I wanted to give a little Flat Tire update! I know you can only kind of see her surgery site in this picture (she was being squirrely and kept biting at my hands when I tried to rearrange her…so rude, right?), but it healed nicely and the fur is growing back over the incision area. She’s getting along fine without her stump; she has so much energy and just wants to play all the time, so she’s back to being the little problem child we know and love. Her newest game: running headlong down the living room and jumping onto her favorite rug (a gift from my dad, from Mexico) so that it slides along the floor and bunches up against the wall. It was cute the first fifteen times she did it…
(Okay, I can’t lie, it’s still cute. It’s just cute and annoying, which is basically her M.O. Oh, troublemaker, what are we going to do with you?)