The long weekend, while spectacularly relaxing from an activities front, was pretty hard on my clothes. My poor running shoe stand-ins — a pair of chunky oxfords — who walked me through sand, surf and mud, are still waiting for a good scrub. All of my “bottoms” (skirt, skort, pants) have chocolate and/or freezie dye stains on them from playing with our nephews (and six dogs), and everything smells like sunscreen. Needless to say, some laundry is in order, if I’m to re-wear any of these items soon.
With that said, however, I was surprised by how easy it was to spend such a low-key weekend in what, for me anyway, are dressier than normal “weekend” clothes. (Are you all horrified and wondering what I normally wear in front of my parents-in-law? Heh.)
I need to take a moment to give a shout out to this white top. It’s a boring, plain white, square-ish-necked knit top that actually hits the hip and honestly? I wear it at work at least once a fortnight, probably more often than that. I love it. The skirt I have mixed feelings about: I like the colour and the pattern, but find the cut (pencil, with pleats attached at the bottom) to be less than flattering. If you’re wondering where exactly one buys Pacino Wan garments, I have no answer for you; my mom picked it up for me on a trip to Hong Kong.
I had intended on belting the top, but completely forgot to pack the belt. Ah well.
My parents picked up the shirt (which has bling on it) on a cruise, and it remains one of my two favourite t-shirts in terms of softness of cotton and size. The skort I’ve had for at least fifteen years; I apologize that you can’t really see it (ahem, or the red freezie streak on it), but I know it’ll come up again, so I’ll aim for better pictures then.
The shot on the left is me with my “boat hair” — essentially this hairstyle, but with two pigtails rather than 3. I’d claimed to The Boy that it was windproof. Well… I was sort of right. My pinning was so messy to start with, that any hair pulled out by the wind, I just pinned right back up and you really couldn’t tell. That’s a victory, right?
I need to pause here to say that The Boy, while supportive of my (many, many) projects, isn’t a huge fan of taking posed pictures “just because”. (He feels that it’s affected, and who can blame him?) However, being without my tripod, I roped him into helping me for the long weekend, reassuring him that I would find a way to manage photos myself once we got back home. (HA. That has proven to be a whole other challenge in itself, as you’ll see.) I’m not saying that he’s not a good photographer — he’s captured many fantastic shots! — just that he tends to prefer… other subjects for his shoots:
Perhaps I should be posing with our pets to encourage him? I’ll have to think about it. In any case, this reluctance to take posed shots means that Day 3 got one take — one take with my eyes shut. Ah well, the point is what I’m wearing, after all. So here it is:
These pants were given to me by a friend who was doing some closet-clearing. My initial reaction was to dismiss them (I don’t wear cream pants!), but when I tried them on, I was smitten with the material. It’s stretchy cotton, but super-soft. So comfortable! Better still, worn with a longer top, they’re formal enough for “business casual” wear — a definite gap in my wardrobe. (It’s not just my dresses that are binary in the Formal vs Inappropriate For Work domain.)
The knit top was another gift from my mom that I’ve had for… probably around 10 years. Maybe 8. The first couple years I kept it out of politeness, unsure of how to really pair it with anything. I didn’t have any lighter-coloured neutrals back then, and it’s a little dark to pair with black. Since then, however, I’ve thrown it on with pretty much everything I own: jeans, formal skirts, whatever. Oddly I didn’t think of putting this in my 30 until I cleared out the drawer it was in and came across it. A much underappreciated workhorse in my closet, this top.
That’s it for the long weekend — up next, a casual week at work and a weekend of getting stuff done outside!