Sometimes it only shows through a tiny bit. Other times, like today, it screams at you with the fury of one thousand Hussars.
Don’t you love it when pants are so comfortable that they could be pajama pants?
I don’t match things. I don’t think about does this match per se. I think does this ‘go.’ There’s a difference I think. Matching means the same – it means they are the same. When I put clothes on I don’t think about whether they are the same and therefore matching, I think about do they go together.
Do they bring something out in the other? Do they create a contrast, a balance, or even spark your interest in the way the patterns, textures, or colors play off of each other? Mostly, I ask myself do they feel right together?
This is all subconscious – mostly. For instance, I didn’t realize these two pieces even had differing patterns. They just felt right together.
There’s this secret that everyone else is in on, and yet I’m left out of. It’s a secret that everyone just instinctively knows, it’s in the DNA, except that I seem to be missing that gene. It’s the “What the heck is the real purpose of Gazebos” gene.
Honestly, what is the purpose and the logic of having a tiny little gazebo shoved in around a beach, trees, and field? It’s only big enough for maybe three people and it seems to serve no function. I have yet to find a gazebo of who’s purpose and function I am capable of gleaming.
It’s a tiny little wood structure in the middle of nowhere with rather uncomfortable seating, so it’s plain that they don’t want you resting there. The views are usually obstructed by timber. It’s never in a convenient location. Plus, there’s a decided lack of hammocks. So really, what’s a gazebo for?
Other than being a fun background for a fashion blogger of course.
I’ve always had a thing for palazzo pants. But for a while there * read: ten years or more* they have been out of style and therefore you couldn’t find a pair to save your life. Same thing with kimonos – three cheers for that resurgence! Now they’re everywhere and I’m stocking up for the next ten years. They may then be out of style, but I love how they look and they’re staying in my closet. You know those things that you like regardless of trend? This is one of those things.
And ultimately, isn’t that what defines personal style.
p.s. That blue wristband is a permanent accessory for the next little while as it signifies my permission to be on the grounds and get all my meals. So…yeah.
…I’m a big ol’ hippie. I realized as I got dressed, that I loved every piece, and that I loved everything together. And then I realized that there was no denying that it’s all very boho, very lounge, and very 70s.
And I’ve also realized I don’t care. I’m going to be the crazy ninety year old woman in palazzo pants and a kimono. Unless of course it’s post apacalypse zombie land…in which case, I’ll be wearing a kimono over my two holstered pistols, bow, and katana. Priorities right?
You guys all know by now that I’m not a Yoga practitioner. It’s just not my thing. But I do love a good yoga inspired top, and not just for daily life, but also for my Kung Fu and Tai Chi training times. This top from YogaOutlet is awesome. I love the soft muted feminine colors and the stretch and flexibility of the material. It feels like a cross between ballerina and yoga, but I’m gonna use it to look chic, kill 10Ks, and kick ass.
Of course, this particular day I wore it as part of a relaxing outfit for a day spent lounging and mucking about on my computer. Which, as we all know, yoga wear is perfect for!
So I suggest checking out YogaOutlet to find those pieces for whatever you enjoy doing, be it dancing, stretching, punching, or doing jigsaw puzzles.