|New hat! <3|
|Cleaning my screen - it wouldn't stay un-smudgy! I thought this photo looked pretty nifty though.|
|Ow, I slipped and fell! My expression is rather comical, though....|
|I cheered myself up after my fall with a giant bowl of frozen cherries - my dessert of choice!|
skirt (that's actually a shirt) - Forever 21
blouse - Cloud Nine
booties - Steve Madden
hat - vintage Saks Fifth Avenue
There are three things that made me very happy today.
The first one is the fact that my skirt is actually a shirt. Not a huge advancement in fashion, or an amazing invention of the century, but hey, it made me feel quite innovative.
The second on is probably my biggest joy. Today, my friend Hannah brought me a bag full of her great-grandmother's old hats! She'd been cleaning out her house and didn't want them, so she wanted to give me a chance to pick through the lot before she donated them to the thrift store. In my excitement, I claimed the lot of them - "adopted", I called it - and am so excited to wear them! The hat I'm wearing in these photos is from that bunch, and is probably my favourite. It's dark blue/indigo velvet woven in a basket-y sort of shape, and it's pretty spifftastic, don'tcha think?
These hats, with their musty old-perfume smell, soft textures, and surprisingly strong form all make me think elegance and poise. This caused me, for one, do use a darker lip colour than usual (I kind of like it, what do you think?), but mostly, to think of the woman to whom these hats used to belong. I never knew Hannah's great-grandmother, but she seems to have been a woman after my own heart with all these gorgeous hats. One of the things I love most about vintage pieces is imagining the story behind them. As I went through the bag of hats for the first time, my writer's brain was conjuring up stories left and right that couldn't be further from the truth, probably, but were fun all the same. I'll have to write them down and post them one of these days - they consisted of an elephant trainer, a very long train, and a whirl of colour I can't put a name to (but would have to, if I ever wanted to write it out). Sort of like the reflection the sun makes on my camera lens in the photographs above, only swirling. There.
Third, and possibly, except not, more joyous than the hats, is the giant bowl of cherries I am slowly but steadily devouring at the moment. I figured I deserved something cold after outfit photos out in the heat (I was sweating just standing in front of the camera - that sort of weather should be abolished!), and my little spill on the grass... I may or may not have sprained my wrist - it could have just been a shock or something. Oh well, I'll have my mum check it out when she gets home - she's a doctor, and a lovely one at that!
PS - Oh, there's one more thing that made me super happy! It's also the cause of this post having so, so, so many photos today. I finally found the sunlight I was looking for! I just about jumped for joy, but stopped myself. And even though I didn't literally jump, I still managed to fall and hurt myself!
PPS - I typed this all with one hand. Oh yeah. Skill, baby, skill.