The thing about tulle skirts is that if you’re not careful, you can look like a lil’ girl. I asked Brandon three times before leaving the house if I looked like I was six. Seeing that I’m approaching my 30th birthday in January, I’m way far away from little girl status. I decided to give my tulle skirt a bit o’edge and wore it with my leather jacket and my new Shoedazzle heels.
I’m going to be honest with you–I tried my hardest not to even THINK about writing about fall until the weather actually felt like fall. I think Southern California was experiencing a heat wave on the first day of fall!
In an effort to pay homage to fall, I busted out my vintage Ports 1961 tuxedo jacket (Goodwill find, wohoo!). I bought a few blazers over the summer and I can’t wait to wear them with my maxi dresses, over sweaters, and layered over tops.
I think I finally got my school routine memorized, so I should be able to start blogging in the middle of the week. You know what I found out over the summer? Many bloggers take all of their “outfit” posts at one time. !!!!! Isn’t that crazy? I’m over here wondering how people take their outfit of the day posts, and 80% of them are not even outfits of the day! They’re, like, outfits-from-three-weeks-ago-that-they’re-posting-today blog posts. I’m not sure how I feel about that; I honestly barely have enough energy to stand in one spot for five minutes while Brandon takes my goofy pictures. I can’t imagine lugging around several outfits and taking a ton of pictures on one day. Ha!
Now, how do I move on from that topic? Ha! I spent some time this summer at several vintage stores, and I picked up this colorful vintage skirt at a vintage boutique in Oakland. I had to greet at church last night, it was nearly time for my husband and I to leave, and I didn’t have a lot of time to waste trying to get dressed. This skirt was the first thing I grabbed; I tried adding a petticoat underneath, but it looked funny.
Oh, and my hair! I got tired of dealing with my hair, so I went and got Senegalese twists on Saturday morning. I had them for the first time last year, loved them, and knew that I’d get them put in again. I used to have my hair braided allllllllllll the time as a kid and a teen (and even my early 20s), but I started trying to actually take care of my own hair by the time I was 23. When I get to school this morning, I know my students are going to flip out! When I wore my hair curled for picture day a few weeks ago, they couldn’t get over the brief change. When I come in with a full head of twists, they might lose their minds!