So, Big Mama decided to throw a party of sorts. She invited her readers (I became one recently y’all and I love her blog – she is so funny) to share the contents of their closets.
I know that you are all waiting with bated breath. Inhale, exhale. Here goes:
If I’m not at work, I’m in jeans. Period. Dark and boot-cut, slightly faded with frayed hems, or trouser style, I love jeans. Wish that I could wear them every day.
My casual tops run the gamut – from long sleeved t-shirts, to 3/4 sleeved t-shirts, to short sleeved t-shirts, I’ve got ’em all! Seriously, that’s my non-work wardrobe: jeans and a t-shirt. Sometimes I push the fashion envelope and wear a sweater or a tunic instead of a t-shirt, but 99.99% of the time, and that is statistically significant, I have on jeans and a t.
On those days that I am forced to shed the jeans and t – you probably refer to those days as Monday through Friday – I usually wear a suit or a pair of slacks and a sweater set or blouse. I like to think of it as Garanimals for Adults. I don’t wear very many prints, and most things in my wardrobe work with each other. It’s hard for black not to match black. I digress.
I don’t have a big shoe collection – I have a collection of big shoes. I wear a 12N, and that my friends is what is referred to as an “extended” size. Thank goodness for Z.appos and Van Eli. This is the cutest my shoes have been since . . . well, ever.
I’ve tried to alter my style, but as I near 36 years on this earth, I realize that I’m a basic kind of girl. I’ll never be high fashion, and that’s cool beans with me. I do like to switch up the accessories, so in addition to my staples – wedding set and gold hoops, you’ll usually find me in one of the following necklaces.
My favorite item of clothing is my winter coat. I absolutely love it, and look forward to its grey/brown/cream/orange warmth every year.
And finally, a shot of what I see every morning as I contemplate outfitting she who is known as Nerd Girl.
Oops, almost forgot. I’m supposed to tell you what I’d wear if money were no object and I could buy and wear whatever I wanted. Just about anything in B.anana R.epublic and A.nn T.aylor. Well, except for the skirts and dresses. The last time I was truly happy about wearing a dress, was nine years ago May and I had this one on:
Have a good weekend all! A special fiesta ole’ to D.ora the E.xplorer for making this blogging time possible. Peace.