Tag: ootd

Ootd: places to go

Dude, August is the worst.  So hot. So busy.  But September is here! And tights!  Although still super busy and out the door.

Ootd: Mermaid off the port bow!

Vail has a pirate ship playground which makes no sense whatsoever but the kids (and girls who always thought Wenches seemed rad) love it. Also proof that you don’t have to wear fleece and yoga pants just because you’re in Colorado. 

Ootd: Sit! 

The power of Marc Jacobs compels you! Darwin the beagle is not persuaded…..

Ootd: What do you do with a drunken sailor/ a scarf?

Scarfs in the abstract are so cool but what the hell do you DO with them?  I really don’t want to look like Margaret Thatcher.  Solution:  twist into a headband with braids and semi-nautical outfit.  Ahoy bitches. 

Ootd: summer of love

This ‘I live on a communal farm in NoCal circa 1974’ dress is an absolute summer favorite.  A little sweet, a little cool, but better than either sweet or cool alone.  Vintage. No brand. The best. 

Ootd:  sideboob

Morning mimosa!   This is one of the few dresses I can’t wear to work — like, ever– so anytime I can wear this sideboob revealing dress, I go for it.  Given the smallness of my boobs, it’s not too vulgar for brunch. And if it is, fuck it. 

Ootd:  drunken denim

Well folks, it’s the freakin weekend and  I am still child free thanks to my husband’s insane road trip with the little monsters.  Currently too blubbery for my jeans but who cares? A denim dress is even better.  

Ootd:  Mama’s got a new baby

Yes, the birth of my children was great, but getting this sweet ass MBMJ bad for under $150 (Nordstrom Rack, org. $550) is really almost as good.  And I don’t need to feed or diaper the bag….  

Ootd:  SisterWife Style

All-white outfits are weird.  They always seem to have a specific “job” like a bridal gown or tennis or vestal virgin sacrifice. But it’s also kinda refreshing to go white– no pattern, no color.  Simplicity.  Except I really hate simplicity so I added a giant metal necklace, red lips, and some complicated shoes.      

Ootd: advanced lawn care

After a decade of successful avoidance, the husband has forced me to learn to mow.  Maxi dress probably not best choice but I’m not wearing some hideous Capri dockers even if this ends in loosing a foot.

OOTD: Not even donuts

Usually donuts and some fun mixed prints cheer me up.  Not today friends,  not today. I’m included this terrible photo of myself to capture the desolation.