So, you may have noticed that a few months ago, I declared a shirt my "new favorite blouse EVER" and then proceeded to never wear it again. What was up with that? You may also remember that I slept in said awesome blouse in the flight attendant crew lounge of New York's LaGuardia Airport. So it had that certain "been worn too long" aroma going on. And the laundry instructions on the blouse said "Dry Clean Only" and that shit's expensive. The blouse languished on a hanger until I finally decided to toss it in the wash & just not dry it. And you know what? It came out looking good as new AND it smelled much fresher! So hooray for ignoring the laundry instructions!
One of the things I love about the Mister is that he has opinions on things I wear and he'll tell me those opinions. He appreciates my unique sense of personal style and welcomes my input in his own closet, but he's doesn't worry that I'll get upset if he tells me he doesn't like something I'm wearing. You might think he didn't like the cat print on this blouse, but you'd be wrong. He didn't like the fit of the blouse. He told me it was a wee bit big and I think he's right. I have a hard time keeping the shoulders up. I probably should have purchased it in a small, but this was before the Gap had me filling my closet with size 4s & 6s, so I still thought I was bigger than I am. So I wish this blouse were a little smaller, but I still love the print so much and I love the way it drapes in the back.
Cat print blouse - Nordstrom Rack; Pink lace skirt - Target; Black pointy-toed flats - Nine West via DSW.com
I wore this yesterday when I went to go look at studio apartments. I think I found The One, but I have two appointments today for comparison purposes, just to make sure. But I've totally already started decorating the new place in my head. And one of the most important things I'm going to do is set up a place to take my outfit photos, so I can stop having to use the mirror in the dressing room at Marshall's.
But then I might not grab a pair of high-waisted bell-bottomed sailor pants as an excuse to get into said dressing room. I tried these on as a joke and was surprised at how freakin' flattering they were. I didn't purchase them, because they were $39, but I had to snap a pic. I also didn't purchase that top because I thought it was $7, but it turned out to be $12 and trust me, it just wasn't worth the extra $5.