dressing between the lines

 Outfit 6/7/2011


Here's new-to-me vintage dress number two. I wore it out to lunch with my wonderful friend Caroline whom I haven't seen in far too long. With people going abroad, graduating, and moving around, the time that I go without seeing certain people has grown by a lot, which is sad and a little unsettling. It's reassuring, however, that the time I can go without seeing someone and still have a great time when I next see them seems to be increasing.

I recruited my mom to photograph me - blog progress! She directed as well, resulting in pictures of me smelling flowers (left. Not actually smelling flowers) and other poses not featured in this post.

It's hard to explain what I love about this dress. Something about it just feels oddly empowering. It's comfy and not pretty per se, but it's unique (homemade!) and weird in an understated way. A timeless, carefree summer dress with a touch of revolution.

 Sunglasses: Target

Watch: My mom's

Dress: handmade vintage circa 1970, via GoGo Vintage

Belt: Anthropologie

Shoes: thrifted Clarks

With several long plane rides coming up, I see a lot of reading in my near future. I really want to read something life-changing. Any suggestions?? Caroline laughed as I sorted through every shelf of fiction at the bookstore today, trying to guess by the covers which books had the most potential to blow my mind. I've always had this bad habit of abandoning books if they don't seem worth my time, but now it seems to be transforming into a worse habit of refusing to abandon a book even if it gets pretty terrible.

Below is the short novel I bought today, A Short History of Women by Kate Walbert. So far I haven't gotten past the back cover, but I have a good feeling. I'm half-way through Her Fearful Symmetry, which I've been reading on and off for a while. I fell in love with the characters at the beginning, but now some of them are starting to really annoy me. That's John Lennon poking his head out from between the pages, by the way.

I've got less than a week before I'm Finland bound. Until then, I'll be busy procrastinating and letting my freak flag fly.