Tall is a relative thing. Some days I feel about as tall as Tyrion from Game of Thrones, though not nearly as powerful. Other days, I feel like a massive Goliath towering over people. Objectively, at 5’6″ I’m neither. But on days like this where a dress barely covers my rear end and I really consider it a shirt, I definitely feel a bit like an overgrown child’s toy.
Yes, a child’s toy. It’s appropriate considering my limbs are routinely utilized as a jungle gym, a restraint, and a healer of booboos for one spunky toddler. Oh and in case you didn’t know, velvet is apparently a perfect surface to rub a runny nose on. We’re oh so classy over here.
This is also the outfit I wore to a recent audition where in the middle of it I took off my boot. To be fair, it was relevant and part of the scene, but I don’t think they expected me to do it. Nor to continue the rest of the scene waving my boot around.
I got excellent feedback from that audition and they were “impressed with me.” That seals it, I’m taking off my boot at every audition from now on.
Sweater – hand me down // Skirt – The Spotted Moth // Hat & Necklace – Ruche // Tights – F21
Top – hand me down // Skirt – C’est Moi // Tights – F21 // Boots – Feet First // Coat – Jacob // Necklace – Ruche
Pencil skirts are gorgeous. They’re sleek, and sexy, while being totally professional and ladylike.
And I never wear them.
I never wear them because they restrict my movement, and I can’t jump or climb on things. I never wear them because I have to take tiny little steps in them, instead of sprinting for the bus or the metro doors. I never wear them because it’s hard to bend and sit, and I can’t grab five minutes of extra playtime with Baby Girl before I leave.
I guess I won’t achieve the sexy, sleek, sophisticated, and enviable look of a pencil skirt. Oh well. On the other hand, I get the shot, catch the bus, and play with Baby Girl.
Life’s a trade-off.
*Then again, there might be a day in the future that I try. Never say never, right?*
Jacket – F21 // Sweater – Cotton Candy from Ruche // Jeans – Gap // Boots – Threadsence // Scarf – Urban Outfitters
Saying goodbye to a pair of shoes is sort of like saying goodbye to an old friend. I find that you wear shoes more than certain pieces in your closet, and so there’s a lot of sentimentality attached to that item. We’ve been through good and bad, and it feels like a kind of betrayal to just toss them out.
But at the same time, they are just an inanimate object and I am probably anthropomorphizing them just a touch too much.