Ah yes, the beach.
I like the idea of a morning wedding. You can wear a pretty floral summer dress and not get too crazy with the formal wear. I always find it a little stressful when I’m expected to get super glammed up, because glam isn’t really my thing and so I feel like I’m lying the whole time. I much rather prefer that line of pretty but not formal – it allows for a little mess and unkemptness, which is a bit of a staple of mine in life.
Also, wedges. Wedges are fabulous especially when the wedding is held in the historic Distillery district which features many a cobblestone streets.
So yes, morning wedding everyone – do it. It leaves you the whole day to celebrate, eat, and dance.
But I cling to it.
Hoping that enough warm breezes, enough overgrown fields will freeze the moment. Will keep the seasons from changing, from passing, as they must.
While away it was a pure joy to run down this country road. It was long and hilly with lots of great farms along the way, and I was able to just not think and run while listening to Tina Fey’s Bossypants. Whenever I turned off the main road and saw this tiny little shed, I knew my run was really starting. It marked the first third of my planned mileage and this is when I felt I could really open up. On the way back, the shed gave me hope that I was but a mere third from home and yes, I really could do this. So you see, either way it has some great feelings attached to it already.
I made a mental note to come back on a walk and take some outfit shots along my favorite country lane and tiny shed.
I’ll miss you.
Most mornings, my girl wakes up and walks right up to my bed and wakes me, or stares creepily at me until I wake up *but that’s another story*. But something very odd has happened three times so far. She’ll wake up, go downstairs, and cry on the couch. I’ll here her crying, “Mama? Mama?!” and it progresses to, “Someone help me! Help me!!” Side note: I’m not listening to this in some sadistic way, it’s what slowly wakes me up and it’s not until I fully wake up that I realize what’s happening.
Like I said, this has happened three times. The first two times, I came downstairs and told her that I was sleeping…in my room…in my bed. So why on these random days does she not look for me there?
I’m very confused.
Asymmetrical Dress – Threadsence // Long Cardigan – Hem&Thread // Tights – hansel from basel // Socks – UO // Bag – Matt by Matt&Nat // Boots – Locale // Necklace – unknown // Rings – Body Blue
Epic fail as a fashion blogger. That’s what this Winter has caused. I’m wearing the same warm winter boots in every outfit because that’s the only thing that I can wear without my toes freezing off! How sad is that? Plus, my shots – excepting today – are mostly just outside my home as it’s way too cold to travel far for some inspired backgrounds. And finally, there’s perpetual red nose on me *that I could photoshop away, except that I’d like to stay honest with you guys* from the bitter wind.
I’m sooo way past ready for Spring.
Have a great weekend. See ya for more red nosed, winter boot outfits.