Category Archives: Rainy Day

A Bloggable Playdate

My really good friend Violet, who blogs over at List Love Laugh, is pretty awesome. She’s awesome enough to do all of the driving in our friendship. Okay, I mean, sometimes she gets her husband to do it, but point is, she makes our friendship sustain itself even though she lives multiple hours of driving away. I’m lucky. Also, I’m lucky that she was restless and wanted to visit my cool neck of the woods, which has way more bookstores than hers. I love how well she knows me, because she included in her offer of a play date to take my outfit photos for the blog. Like I said, I’m lucky.

I way over thought this outfit, but what else are you going to do when someone specifically offers to drive for hours and take your photo? The good news, I wore this skirt. I’ve had this skirt forever. I love it. It’s comfortable. It always fits. I have no idea what tops I should wear with it. I have even less of an idea about tight colors for it. Something about the length.

Necklace, Vest, Shirt & Skirt: Thrifted | Tights: Target | Boots: Fred Meyer | Bag: H&M

I shared more of the details of our actual adventure on the ol’ other blog, but this was my outfit. Comfortable, coped with the rainy weather well, and finally got to pull off the best and most impossible skirt ever. Thanks again Vi for a really great day!

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Sequins 30 for 30: Stubborn As A Ram

So I’m an Aries. Sometimes, that means absolutely nothing. Sometimes, that means I’m as stubborn as a mule ram. Stubborn as a ram. Some days, like today, I’ll wear my pencil skirt and button up with no tights and a hood-less jacket, despite the huge rainstorm in the previous night and the drizzle that doesn’t look like it’s going to let up anytime soon.

What can I say? Sometimes I’m just really, really stubborn.

Sometimes, though, I’ll cave halfway through the day and throw on these amazing horse-print socks. What can I say? Sometimes it’s colder than expected! So, maybe the whole Aries thing is the most accurate depiction of my personality….

Jacket: Target/ Skirt: Hand-Me-Down from my sister, Romy’s/ Socks: Bella/ Shoes: Modcloth/ Shirt Belt & Necklace: Thrifted

 

PS I’m so so so in love with the socks. I want to wear them everyday (and I might. I just might.)

Sequins: Happy Saturday!

I spent the whole weekend looking forward to Saturday. I’ve missed my good ol’ friend, and couldn’t wait for the day to roll around. Then, two hours into my workday on Friday, I sneezed myself sick. I went home after finishing a big project, around noon, and grumbled my way into a slump. This is was I look like when I go home sick on a Friday, and then have to go to the store for something or other with Monsieur (juice. but the right kind of juice. which would be too complicated to explain to him, so I had to go with him).

This is how I dress for grocery store trips. When it’s the middle of the day on Friday. And I’m sick. And slightly grumble-bumble-y.

We went and shopped and waited and shopped and dilly-dallied at the magazines until the main reason we went was finished.

Balloons make EVERYTHING better! (Okay, we didn’t buy 26 balloons just for a lark. It’s our friend, Plaid’s, 26th birthday on Friday so we wanted to surprise her)

Somehow, though, carrying all these balloons around (as well as using my sick time to curl up on the couch and read a fantastic new book) make me feel like I’ll be okay. This cold will go away, and I’ll still have the whole weekend to conquer everything else.

Shirt: Wet Seal, Sweatershirt: UW Campus, Pants: H&M (thrifted), boots: gift from stepmom

Hello Saturday. It’s so nice to see you. I’ve missed you.

For all you non-student, Monday-Friday workers out there, let’s all just breath a large, collective sigh of relief.*

*I’m sorry if I’m alienating anyone with my Yay-Saturday post. Just know that I’m with you in spirit on whatever day you designate your Sigh Of Relief Day. And if you’re an unfortunate soul who never gets a Sigh Of Relief Day, just know my heart goes out to you.

Sequins: Not Even Wild Horses Can Stop Me

From wearing wild horses. In the workplace.
Anyone remember that movie, Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken? It’s about spunky girl who gets into horse diving, and doesn’t let an accident that leaves her blind stop her. It’s one of the great things that emerged from the 90s, I’m pretty sure. Anyway, that movie is what I think of when I wear this shirt. That and really passionate things like “Not even wild horses can stop me”. Because those crazy colored doodles with curly loops? They’re passionate, wild and crazy horses. Better believe it. They’ve got fire and spunk.

They also live on the weirdest shaped dress/shirt ever. I saw it at my thrifting store for a good five times before I actually put it on, and then decided I loved it enough to have it. It was marked down to a whoppin’ $3, so I think the rest of the world may be slightly blind to how incredible this shirt is. Of course, I happen to be of the opinion that if you make an item of clothing $3, that radically increases the likelihood of me finding it incredible.

So I had a professional business lunch thing recently*, and one of the top execs I work with commented on my clothes (very friendly).

“Oh, you’re always wearing such bright colors and patterns!”

I smiled and told her the grayer the sky, the brighter my outfits get. She laughed. I made a silent promise to never move somewhere sunny, so I would always have the excuse.

Pants & Tank Top: thrifted H&M, Sweater: Target, Boots: Clarks

Truth is? I love color. I love bright, bold things. I love the comfort I have of not caring if things match each other “perfectly”. It’s so freeing, and my clothes are fun to put on in the morning!

Plus, seriously, what better way to start of the first “spring” month of March? I’m so excited for the daylight poking through my morning routines lately! I wake up at 5:30 every morning, and having it not be entirely pitch black outside before I head to work is just a dream come true. And, soon, it’ll be bright enough after work for bike riding to the beach to read!

*For the record, I totally wasn’t wearing this outfit when she said it. I was wearing black tights, bright purple floral dress, and a blue sweater with bright red polka dots. I do opt for not-denim on professional days.

**Also, do you love the “<3 Lando” tag on the door? Because I sure do. Stripes rolled her eyes at me, but I’ve been saying “I love you Lando Calrissian!” with my best swooney, fan girl voice ever since I saw that tag. And for you not-nerds out there, Lando Calrissian is a great anti-hero. He was seriously one of my favorite characters.

**Also also, have you entered a guess in Stripes’ and I’s game yet for a chance to win a handmade owl pin? Because you still can! Quick, go here!

Stripes: Sometimes You’re Just a Hipster

If there is one thing that has changed about me since coming to college it is my hipster quotient. Note the skinny jeans, old converse, and scarf. Sure, there are the “me” (ok, old me) touches- the earrings, belt, and braided hair but all in all I look like a hipster. The days that my hipster status is most apparent are the ones, like today, where I am not trying to be a hipster but I end up leaving the house looking like I should sell my soul to this little, local thrift shop that’s a bit obscure and I’m sure you’ve never heard [not ironically (although in the land of hipsters we are vering into the land of double negatives and utter confusion, so my apologies if I’ve lost ya!) but I would be $10 that Sequins knows exactly which store I’m talking about…].

Sure, at first I tried to fight it (this is my fighting the hipster picture!) but it soon became a force so prevalent and easy to wear that I slowly transitioned into the realm of the hipster. I realized this process was complete when one day last year, while wearing my ear muff headphones (after breaking a pair of earbuds, without fail, every 4-6 months for the last 3 years I realized it was a much better investment if I could make them last even 1.5 times as long…I’ve had them for a year now and they still work as well as when I took them out of the package, I digress) and my thick frame glasses that I kind of look like a hipster. Then I said it, “But, I mean really, it would be ironic if *I* were a hipster”. And thats when reality set in that I am, indeed, one of them.

Scarf: Found (old), Shirt: Gap (old), Jeans: Gap Outlet (recent), Belt: American Eagle (old), Shoes: Converse (old, but I’m sure they still make gray), Earrings: Target (recent).

I blame my Liberal Arts University, Portland, my peers, the rain, and most importantly myself for being a hipster. I mean, it is at least a little ironic, right?

Anyone else out there have that moment when you realize you are a hipster? Anyone else like hipster glasses? Or have awesome headphones?!

-Stripes

Stripes: Windy!

Man this week has had the craziest weather! First there was snow, then there was wind, now there is wind and rain. Bleh, some days it is much harder to love the Northwest than others.

This horribly rushed photo captures the rain off to the left there. MAN! I am not exaggerating (you can ask Sequins), but those raindrops were enormous! There were so many of those raindrops all of the sudden that we decided to take our pictures in the drive through of a bank that was on the way to the ally we were originally going to go to. It was insane out there!

Shirt: Target (recent-ish), Belt: American Eagle, Jeans: The Gap Outlet (recent), Boots: Lucky Brand (recent-ish).

What’s more rediculous is the fact that a guy pulled up behind us and watched us take pictures. Ok, so he was using the drive thru window and not just trying to creep on us, but still, this moment may take the cake for our ballsiest photoshoot to date.

I hope everyone has a great weekend and stays dry out there (though today was super sunny up here, so I guess that storm was well worth it). Has anyone else been having crazy weather? Anyone actually like the rain? If so, I know a great town for you to live in! Anyone have any suggestions for a slightly more discrete rainy day photoshoot place?

-Stripes