Outfit Post: 11/20/14


Top: Thrifted (Bobeau) — Skirt: Thrifted (H&M) — Boots: Macy’s — OTKs: Sock Dreams (Heather Over the Knee Stockings in Olive) — Earrings: Hand-me-down


I’m lucky that we have private bathrooms in my building at work. Trying to take pictures when someone could walk in on me would be a little nerve-wracking. I still have trouble doing outfit photos in public, too; people watching make me very self-conscious. I guess if I were making money, I could power through like some of the big-name style bloggers do, but I don’t know how the other public-space folks manage. Better self-esteem, maybe?


Unrelatedly, I’ve been developing a concentrated gray streak on the left side of my head, which is kind of neat. I’m tempted to try and part my hair the other way to see if it does it on the other side too.

Outfit Post: 10/7/14


Top: Thrifted (Weavers) — Pants: Thrifted (Ann Taylor Loft) — Flats: Thrifted (Born) — Earrings: Gift — Bangles: Leah’s free pile — Ring: Nervous System


In case you didn’t notice, I’ve decided to stop being lazy and start listing the brands of my thrifted clothing again.


Sometimes I feel a little goofy when an item is a nondescript mall-brand type of clothing, but hey, accuracy is important.


Anyway, spikes, red, black-on-black leopard spots. I’m breaking out, and I’m being specific about it!

Outfit Post: 7/14/14


Dress: eShakti — Sandals: 6pm.com (Sam & Libby) — Pendant: Gift from Katie! — Earrings: Charming Charlie


I’m a little ashamed to say it, but when I went to research whether I’d worn this dress/necklace combination before, I discovered that I’m kind of terrible at tagging posts.


Sometimes I tag this dress as “floral print,” sometimes as “toile,” sometimes as both! I can be consistent with a few of the tags–usually my name and the type of post, at least. Frequently, though, I get into internal debates about whether or not a post deserves to be tagged “brown” just because the shoes are brown or there’s a hint of brown in the necklace.


Categorizing things is truly my downfall; you should see my bookshelves sometime. (Actually, you shouldn’t. You really, really shouldn’t.)

Outfit Post: 4/2/14


Top and camisole: Thrifted — Skirt: Blacklist Vintage — Boots: eBay (Steve Madden Troopas) — Necklace: Gift — Bracelet: World Market — Earrings: Angela Grace Jewelry


Whoops! I was going to post this outfit on Friday, but got so bogged down with work that I skipped posting for the first time in…well, a while.


I try to keep on a consistent schedule for the blog because I’m a major procrastinator–even for things I enjoy doing. (Fear of failure, I see you lurking in my hindbrain.)


I know myself, and I know that if I let myself get too off track with posting, Reading in Skirts entries would probably slow to a trickle and then stop altogether. So I keep up the momentum, like riding a bike, and I keep on doing this thing that I like doing! (Wait, am I talking about blogging or bike-riding now?)


ANYWAY. I’m here, I like doing this little blog, and so I’ll keep pedaling and posting! And maybe you’ll keep reading and pedaling with me, and we can ride this overextended metaphor right into the sunset.

Outfit Post: 11/7/13


Tee, cardigan, necklace, and slacks: Thrifted — Sandals: 6pm.com (Dansk0) — Socks: Sock Dreams (Bobby Socklings in Moss)


I almost ditched these pictures before deciding to go ahead and post them on the blog.


I don’t think there’s anything wrong with them, per se–I just think it’s a slightly uninspired outfit, and none of the photos blew me away either. (I’ll cop to posting boring outfit pics if my face looks cute. I’m only human.)


But here we are, looking at them! And far be it from me to disparage an outfit on myself that I’d compliment if another person were wearing it.

If you’ve got a personal style blog and take pictures most days, how do you decide which pictures stay and which ones go?

Outfit Post: 7/8/13


Dress: eShakti — Flats: American Rag — Necklace: Fuzppa — Bangle and ring: Hand-me-down — Earrings: Target


Sometimes the pictures I end up taking are just kinda…goofy. Like this one, where I was overcorrecting for my usual terrible posture and ended up sort of leeeaaaaning back.


I go back and forth on whether to include (unintentionally) goofy pictures–sometimes I think they distract from the outfit. Did you come here to see the clothes I wear, or did you come here to see me making weird faces? (Don’t answer that.)


Okay, and sometimes I just want to avoid posting a wonky expression or unflattering shot on the blog. I get embarrassed!


But then, sometimes wonky shots are all I get, especially these days. Having a broken wireless trigger -> running back-and-forth from camera to posing spot -> fewer pictures on a hot and sweaty afternoon. Editing six pictures rather than twenty-six can mean making some sacrifices, quality-wise.


And really, showing mistakes and goofs can be as important as showing a carefully-curated selection of pictures of one’s “best self,” whoever that might be. Right?

ETA: I just came across this, which I think only proves my point.

Outfit Post: 6/27/13


Blazer: Swap — Tank top: Goodwill — Skirt: Anthro — Sandals: Dansko — Necklace: Vendor in Hawaii — Earrings: Gift


I’ve got a question for all yuhs out there who have their own blogs: do your real-life friends/family know about your blog? Do they read it?


A few of my friends know about it, although I don’t know if any of them read it on the reg; obviously Mike knows, and is sometimes courteous enough to help me with the pictures.


However, my parents and other relatives aren’t aware of Reading in Skirts, as far as I know. I don’t go out of my way to hide it, but it’s not a part of my life that I’ve chosen to share. It might sound a little weird talking about it this way–shouldn’t it be a nonissue?–but I’ve been very close with my parents my whole life, and there’s not a lot that I haven’t talked about with them. I do feel a little weird sometimes since this has become such an everyday part of my life, and I wonder if I’m shutting them out of something important to me by not sharing it.


But then, I never had many secrets to keep as a kid, so maybe this is my one private thing. My dad recently found me on Twitter, which was a bit surprising, and at first I definitely felt an urge to censor myself in ways I hadn’t before. It was a little confusing trying to reconcile the Mia I am with friends and the Mia I am with my family–I know maybe some of you out there are the exact same You at all times, but that’s not really how I function. Eventually, though, I got over it, especially since I’m continually reminded that if my dad doesn’t feel the need to censor himself, I don’t need to either. Altogether I’m glad he found me, and it’s a good way for Dad and I to stay in contact when he lives thousands of miles away, but I’m not sure I’m ready to extend that to sharing this here blog.

So: how about you?