|In repose at Modern Coffee in Oakland. The best coffee shop ever!|
|Soft n’ fuzzy|
‘Tis the season to… Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Who brought Labor Day back? Judge not so fast, my friends, these are my Winter Whites. That’s right, all soft and woolly and creamy dreamy. Not, I repeat, not the crisp stark whites I used to wear in my LL Bean catalog fantasy life when my good-looking catalog husband and I went sailing. I wouldn’t go as far as calling this the pièce de résistance but I wouldn’t take it out with the trash tonight, either.
I tried to go out with a big fuzzy creamy bang except I’d pretty much run out of interesting options. Really, just trust me on that. That’s because I’m officially all done with the remix and I know exactly what I’m wearing tomorrow. You got a sneak peek earlier. I can’t wait!
I have to admit, it feels a little like The End of something. I’m going to take a few days and collect my thoughts on the experience. I will leave you with just this:
I passed up a holiday party to go running tonight. I’m either losing my marbles or I’m growing up, (I’m so proud of my adult self!) Oh, don’t look so concerned, there’s another on Friday. With cocktails.
Deets: Creamy sweater wrap/Old Navy, creamy lacy dress/YaYa Nom de Plume, skinny black belt/Nordstrom’s, black flower accessory/H&M, creamy knit tights/Hue, black leather ankle boots/Munro, tree of life necklace/gifted, kitties ring/gifted, hand-carved wood earrings/somewhere in Chicago.