Hey, funks and funkettes. I’m not feeling super-great today so please enjoy these commentary-free pictures of me and Tia from yesterday. She and Braden are on their way back to Illinois even as we speak, so wave to them as they fly on overhead…
And lo, on Sunday there occurred a garden party at Tia’s family’s estate, where food and good times were had by all! (Read: Tia’s mom and dad had a barbecue at their house. There was tri-tip and silly games.)
And Braden did take pictures of us, the two beautifullest ladies in all the land, who never ever make grumpy faces at the peanut gallery.
Not even when the peanut gallery pelts said beautifullest ladies with juggling balls like absolute philistines. (That’s what the Philistines did to Samson, right?)
It was truly a joyous occasion, marked by dancing!
Dancing and dresses with very convenient pockets.
Dancing and dresses with very convenient pockets and new fancy shoes! (Tia’s are Fluevogs; mine have parrots on them.)
Also, a giraffe dangerously close to Mia’s butt, as per usual.
[Not pictured: sword fighting, unicycle rides, and juggling with fire. You think I’m kidding, but I’m not. Fun is serious business at the Shelleys’.]
Tia! And! Mia! Together again at long last!
And you know what the first thing we did together was? Thrifting, of course.
(Thrifting and staring moodily at the ground, apparently.)
Neither of us had as much luck in the pants department as we would have liked–well, at least Tia got a couple pairs of deadstock Target jeans–but we still found some fun garments to wrangle on home. (I picked up a cropped yellow jacket that makes me feel a little tiny bit like Jubilee from X-Men. Well, if Jubilee had a springtime wardrobe.)
Then we stood around in my backyard and chortled a lot while Braden took pictures of us.
I mean, what else were we gonna do with our time together? Have meaningful conversations or something?
That’s just not who we are.
So, I’ll give you three guesses what the theme was for the wedding shower that us bridespeople threw Tia and Braden.
Guess three. I’ll wait.
Yup, it was
enchantment under the sea dance hats! Not to toot my own horn, but isn’t my hat great? It’s not even really tooting my own horn, because I had nothing to do with this hat. My friend Leah made me this hat. Like, MADE IT. FROM SCRATCH. I don’t know about you, but it blows my mind! Hatmaking, jeez. Tia’s is fantastic, too, her mom was responsible for that. It was a hatstravaganza!
We also wore other stuff, too, yeah. And we managed to coordinate with the theme colors! Except for brown, I guess. Poor neglected brown.
Anyway, we forced Michael to take some pictures. I had an unpleasant cold at the time, if you might remember, the evidence of which you can see in that pack of tissues in my cardigan pocket. Oh, that cold, which Tia has now. (Sorry Tia.) But it was a good time! Punch and games and good food.
And love! Tia and I are now in Mexico, very tired and watching Janeane Garofalo do standup, and it’s a very strange time, but there’s much love.
Love, and excitement.
Guess who’s sitting in the airport with her flight grounded?
Thaaaat’s right, it’s Mia! I’m writing this at just before 8pm Chicago time, and we probably won’t be getting off the ground before midnight due to bad winds here and fog in SFO. By the time this publishes, I’ll probably have staggered into work a couple of hours late, but for now, I’ve got some time to kill and some blog posts to write. Right on! Right?
In case you didn’t notice, we dyed Tia’s hair again! And her fingernails are only marginally purple, so I’d consider it a success. The top dye looks way more indigo in photos than in real life, but either way it looks pretty dang good.
Goes well with her thrifted-new shirt, as a matter of fact. We never did get around to a haul photo like we intended, so you’ll just have to see our new stuff as it unveils. I know that when I get new clothing, be it retail or thrifted, I get super excited and want to wear it right away, so everything I got will probably make an appearance on this blog sooner rather than later. I’m pretty impressed by Tia’s fly purple button-front here–the epaulets seem so Tia, despite the fact that she owns maybe two other articles of clothing with any kind of shoulder detail.
What makes a fly purple button-front even more fly? A sparkly belt, of course. I bought this belt months and months ago for Tia because of the sparkly stripes before realizing that it might be too large for her, but she’s working it well as a looser waist detail. Which, hooray! Sometimes I get paranoid about buying clothes for other people because of the possible significant connotations of buying something too large or too small that might end in hurt feelings, embarrassment, and body image issues–but I figured if anybody’s likely to be laid back about that sort of thing, it would be Tia.
Oh yeah, I’m in this post too. Since packing space was rather limited for the trip, I chose to bring along only one scarf. I did, however, make sure it was the widest, longest, warmest scarf I own. This picture is a not-at-all exaggerated approximation of what I looked like the past couple mornings when we went out in extra-chilly weather.
D’aww. I’m going to miss Tia for the two whole weeks I don’t see her until she comes out to California for Christmas and we then embark on a trip to Mexico, but we had good times. We watched weird and funny movies (The Cook, the Thief, His Wife, and Her Lover, and I Love You, Phillip Morris), saw the sights (The Art Institute, Millennium Park), and ate ALL the food (Lou Malnati’s, the Bongo Room). It was a great trip and I’m glad we were able to do it–who knows, maybe the Thanksgiving trip to Chicago will become a tradition (at least until Tia and Braden move to Iceland, or wherever they’re going to end up). At least I have a lot to reminisce on while we’re sitting here at the airport for the next three or four hours…
Wot wot! Tia and I thought we’d show off our respective new outerwear for you folks. I bought this orange coat (you could almost call it International Orange) at Old Navy particularly for this trip, although I think it will serve me well back in California when January rolls around. Tia, on the other hand, picked up her sweet new-to-her number at Unique Thrift. Because that’s right, yo–we did all of our Black Friday shopping at a thrift store, and it rocked. The entire store was at least 50% off, and in the two and a half hours we were there we both bagged a ton of great stuff, which we’ll have to show y’all in greater detail later.
These outfits were not worn to go thrifting, though–we both had on leggings and easy-to-shed layers for that, because we meant business. We donned these clothes after showers at home, because we had to get ready for an awesome night out! We went to dinner at Hearty Boys (where I had a ridiculously delicious grilled cheese made with ricotta and caramelized pears, which I am SO making when we get home) and then headed over to the iO for The Improvised Shakespeare, which made me laugh so hard that a few brain cells may have died from lack of oxygen. Seriously dudes, if you’re in Chicago and can make it over to see them do their thing, it’s totes worth it.
Afterwards, we treated ourselves to some chocolate mousse pie at Gibsons Bar & Steakhouse–possibly the biggest piece of pie I’ve ever seen? So. Much. Pie. I felt a little sick after, but it was so worth it. Even between the four of us, we had to bring some home, which may mean pie for breakfast for me if I’m the first one awake. (Not going to happen.)
Anyhow! I tried to dress swanky based on what’s still clean in my suitcase. I didn’t think to have Tia take a picture, but I love the way this batwing cardigan drapes when it’s belted. Makes me feel like a million bucks. Also, silly yellow wooden beads from Goodwill!
I finally wore my blue socks out and about. I’ve actually worn the oatmeal and the brown as well, but they didn’t get photographed. It should be noted that I folded the socks in half back down to my ankles, and then cuffed them yet again above the boots so that the purple tights would show. So long, so much sock. The feet are definitely too loose, and it took some fiddling to get things properly comfortable inside the boot, but once I got things sorted it was comfy and my legs were nice and warm.
Also, Tia was there! This top and the jeans you see in the full-body shots were two of the items she thrifted. I love the little button tab detail on the sleeves here, and the cream color.
Her adorable flower headband made an appearance again, which pleases me. And her hair, which has been slowly going pastel over the last few weeks. Hopefully by the time this post goes up on Monday, I will have helped her redye it. Not gonna lie, I’m a little jealous that Tia can just dye her roots without having to do the whole bleach song-and-dance, being as she’s a natural blonde and all. But I can say with confidence that I would make a terrible blonde, so I guess I won’t pull out her hair while she’s sleeping and plant the roots in my scalp follicles. Not this time, anyway.
More outfit adventure times with Tia and Mia! This time we got Braden to take pictures for us, which means that there were fifty bajillion awesome shots to choose from, which also means that this post will be a bit image-heavy. But who doesn’t like looking at eleven pictures of goofballs, anyhow?
What I like about this picture is how clearly it illustrates the proportionate differences between us. See how our legs are just about the same length? I have like an extra apple’s worth of height just in my torso. And I’m sure there are plenty of folks at my height who have longer legs or shorter legs. The human body: fascinating in its diversity!
Also fascinating: Tia’s flippin’ great outfit choice for today. She rocked the menswear thing like nobody’s business.
Exhibit A: Her sweet new vest. Lady and I went thrifting at The Brown Elephant in Oak Park on Tuesday because it’s a great resale shop that supports (among other things) health services for lesbians and transgendered folk, which is a thumbs-up in both our books. Tia picked up this awesome tweedy vest and one other thing that I can’t remember right now, and of course I picked up a wad of things I may or may not find wearable in actual practice because I got excited. Tia is much fun to thrift with!
Anyhow. Pretty boss, wouldn’t you say?
So, so boss.
I knew I couldn’t live up to her cool-outfit standards because I only have a handful of garments in my suitcase for the trip and some of them need washing (or possibly bleaching thanks to Braden being careless with some marinade, ahem ahem). But jeans, a long-sleeved tee, and a cardigan made for a comfy outfit, especially for tripping around the city like we did.
Which, we had some great adventures: we took public transit to have lunch at Portillo’s, first of all, because we have our priorities straight and that priority is food. Then we headed over to Daley Plaza for the first day of the Christkindlmarket (I am SO IN LOVE with that main page graphic, by the way), where I bought a pretty pin for myself and a particularly ugly ornament for my dad, and we all enjoyed soft pretzels and watched the lighting of the tree. Then we hoofed it to Macy’s to pick up Frango mints for everybody we know, and met up with some of Tia’s and Braden’s friends at the AMC for a showing of The Muppets. I enjoyed it heartily, especially for someone who never watched The Muppet Show growing up. So, a long and good day was had after these pictures were taken! (Takes deep post-run-on-story breath.)
Oh, and while Tia looked badass and hotsome for the camera, I made faces.
And then we jumped. And it’s 3:00 a.m. on Thanksgiving Day, so I’m going to finish here and go catch some sleep. Enjoy yo’ food, Americans! Enjoy yo’ Thursday, non-Americans!