After I stopped working fulltime at work, and started working fulltime at home, I stopped caring about what I was wearing – either at home, or when I would go out. I didn’t see how it mattered what I wore because I had no one to dress for. Today, as I was stomping down my personal runway (the sidewalk), it dawned on me that I did have someone to dress for at home: me.
Jacket: jean jacket stolen from my mother, brand unknown
Necklace: Purchased from some random boutique in Montreal
Top: Le Lis Blanc, a Brazilian brand
Purse & shoes: Arezzo, a Brazilian Brand
This is yet another one of those items in my closet that I’ve hardly worn since I purchased it. I bought this skirt three years ago. It is made from a double layer of recycled sari, and can be worn reversed, as a dress, as a tunic… It came with an instruction booklet – I love instruction booklets. I bought it specifically to wear at the Winnipeg Folk Festival that summer, but couldn’t get the time off work to be able to go to the 4 day festival. I attached some serious resentment to the skirt as a result. I know I’ve worn it once, and that’s it.
It is super overcast today, and like last Friday I was inspired by the weather. Today, I tried to dress sunny and cheerful.
Also, meet Mr. Fly, my cat- or as the dude who has been fixing my window calls him, my pudgin.