Birth of a project

I was getting dressed for a friend's birthday party and I didn't know what I was going to put on my body. I looked in my closet and it seemed empty, unpromising. I've had these moments before; everything was old, ill-fitting, or blah. I thought to myself, "Ugh! I have NOTHING to wear!" Then I began rifling through my closet and saw a forgotten shirt I loved and many more, and I realized I was crazy. I had plenty to wear, and plenty to choose from. My closet was FULL of treasures! At that moment I decided I would take a year to explore my closet and to add NOTHING new to my wardrobe.

I would create a NEW outfit for each day in order to maximize my wardrobe and shake up my style.

Basically, I would try to "snap out" of my fashion rut, and appreciate what I have.

It was my New Years' project:
One Closet, One Year.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Give 'Em The Slip!

First of all, I must inform all of the kind and concerned people who contacted me, that Richard was NOT frightened by his fall. I guess I was projecting, as us female types are prone to do. It is also me projecting when I say that Richard would probably not admit it if scared him because he is too macho. Another projection? Richard fell into the hole on purpose because I had been nagging him about finishing the fence. Could I be on to something?...

Whatever the case, Richard is still hobbling around like a maimed animal and is moving at the speed of molasses. We'll see if he improves, or if he gets himself to a doctor... It is 10:13 as I type and HaHa is just now going to bed. I am nursing and typing. I see that she may be following in her parents footsteps. Last night, both Richard and I went to bed at 3:00 a.m. His poker pals left at 2:45, but what, pray tell, was my excuse? Perhaps it is that on account of all the kids, and HaHa's crazy schedule (not her fault-her sleep is always interrupted), I have to stay up late in order to get some much needed time to myself. Perhaps. One of the things I was up doing last night was washing and combing out my hair for the first time in a week. At any rate, I will do my best to get to bed by midnight! If that is my quest, then I must end here and wish you all a happy start to the week, and thank you for spending some time here!


Shirt: This shirt is similar to the shirt I wore yesterday, and they were both given to me by my cousin! I find it interesting that often we buy the same types of clothes over and over.  This shirt is by Converse One Star. It has a belt, but I wore it without. HaHa borrowed it!

Slip: This is from a thrift store. Not sure where. I have been collecting slips, and wearing them with jeans since high school. I love the contrast of the delicate with the rugged. I have at least seven vintage slips and I love them. There are couple that aren't even functional, but I just love the lace!

Jeans: Hand me down from friend. Express.

Shoes: Mossimo.

HaHa helping me make Dutch Babies for dinner. She loves to mix!


  1. You two are too beautiful! By the way, you are looking ski-nay! I know skinny people hate to hear how skinny they look but I'm saying it anyway. Why skinny people don't like to hear how skinny they look is beyond me. If I had your body I would wear a t-shirt that said 'Look at My Waist'. :)
    xo tay

  2. "Whatever the case, Richard is still hobbling around like a maimed animal and is moving at the speed of molasses..."

    LOFL...this is hilarious!

  3. poor richard, i had no idea he fell! you looked gorgeous in this outfit in person, btw. tres chic chic!

  4. You are looking slim & trim. But I know that part of the reason is because you never get a chance to eat a full meal. As far as my grandbaby goes...she looks absolutely gorgeous with that fabu smile and those big beautiful eyes.

  5. I just know how to dress myself to hide my "problem areas". This is one of the best reasons for wearing clothes! I promise I am not skinny. I'm just tall! Although I am less and less tall, with all the amazons being bred these days!

  6. These are such beautiful photos of Haha!

    Erin (and Ramona)

  7. I put them in there just for you!