heather grey

On Tuesday it was all about heather grey, starting with the fact that my favorite top is an oversized Gap cami that can be worn under almost anything. It adds comfort in its looseness and crotch length creating a skirt or peplum effect under a tighter more fitted T. Once we were home from the beach the day before, I put it on, slept in it and kept it on to get kids ready for school but did not actually leave the house in it. Just put on my favorite work out shorts with it and stayed inside, entertained my neighbor across the street in it, held her baby, and keeping with the grey casual attitude had not even brushed my teeth until it became time to shower around two only to replace the heather grey cami with a heather grey classic Gap t-shirt. Looking perfectly put together with a silver medalion of St Christopher falling just above the waist with my favorite cut offs, hemmed, mens Gap cargo shorts that still comfortably on the hips with reboks was ready to go pick up kids from two schools, pick up team jerseys, go to two soccer practices, and a little treat from Panera's, out to Borders and home again to serve crock pot dinner of stew by 9:00.

Sunday September 6, 2009

What I was wearing. Last night was an art opening where on most terms would have been perfect for something a little outrageous especially since I am a fashion designer but sometimes that is the curse of my existence. What do I wear?

I love clothes and place way too much importance on them. But I swear they have made or destroyed my life at various junctures. I still have nightmares over not packing the knit XO Love dress to a wedding in Malta when I was a little past thirty. Was that my prime?

Isn’t my prime now in my fiftieth year? I know I am not old just retro. If my seventy nine year old mother thought I was feeling old she would bemoan the wasted attitude on feeling old. Her refusal to let herself get old is her youthful beautiful appeal.

I wore a crinkly white blouse from years ago Isaac Mizrahi at Target. It is a great blouse but is a bit Michelin style. The under top a laced lined cameo in orange (every dork was wearing orange) and khaki great fitting shorts from the Gap were dwarfed by the BIG blouse. Top it off, my niece with a decidedly upward mobile dress style gave me some fuchsia flats with gold trim attached making my ensemble missing some more jewelry or make-up (None worn but the rings under eyes concealor)

What I could have worn was the T-shirt I just made from an Illustrator program of a drawing my husband made in the eighties would have been very cool and fresh on the hundred-degree day.

I just want to iron all my clothes and make outfits for the week then team them up for where I should go.

Monday September 7, 2009

Last night was a birthday party for my brother in-law. He always makes a fabulous meal served outdoors under a grand oak tree. So what did I wear…. a thin cobalt blue t-shirt dress with a beautiful neckline that fits just right. It was perfect for the impromptu bbq across the street a few weeks ago worn with black silver rhinestone high heeled sandals and no make-up feeling rocky mountainous since we had just got back the day before from vacation.

But last night I had on some pedal pusher length white chino shorts with it instead of the athletic looking red bicycle shorts I had worn the last time until right before we left and my husband said you have such beautiful legs (thinking I would pull off the beauteous look of a few weeks past) you should show them off. What he did not realize is that I was planning to wear black flats and the whole beautiful athletic look would have been lost on his family since we were going to be sitting down stuffing our faces, none the less I wore the constricting girdle like bike shorts and had an ok time.

Earlier today on Labor day we went to the beach wearing my beach uniform consisting of black lycra short shorts, a forest green board short over them with a bright turquoise and white work out top with shelf bra and white trim. The top is extra long and works as my version of a tankini. Flattering to my long torso, wide hipped body. The final layer is a white cotton peasant Mexican blouse with long sleeves of white lace trim and circle floppy cuffs.