Wednesday, September 28, 2011

What I'm Wearing to Teach Today: Love is a Battlefield

Full disclosure - classes started on September 8th, but I'd grown tired of my photos.  Now I'm enlisting my lady friend and trying to switch up the background.


Skirt:  Comme des Garcons
T-Shirt:  Hanes
Leather jacket:  Gucci
Shoes:  Aerosoles

Bracelet:  From Mex-I-Can, our local Mexican restaurant

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Shoe of the Week: Still Holds Up for Me

United Nude Eamz Pump

I saw this shoe a number of years ago, and it still holds up.  In this picture, it is in a navy metallic leather, and while black might be infinitely more "functional," I think I like this option.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Slow to Start, But Gathering Steam

Yes, I've been away.  You could play a kind of messed-up version of "Where's Waldo" with my travels and travails of the past month; however, I'm starting to feel like I'm catching up to myself.

The first sign of "back to normal" ("normal" being a subjective term) is that I'm excited about fall and, of course, fall fashion.  It took a little longer this September, but now that I'm in, I'm really in.  I'm looking forward to pouring over the Elle Collections magazine.  Not only do they do one of the best jobs of representing the season, but they have interesting layouts and other features.  Sure, it cost $20, but it's better than buying four sub-par (and often repetitive) magazines.

Now if it only would get a little colder so I could wear my new jacket!

Friday, September 23, 2011

Where A Lot of It All Began

Thanks to oldpunkflyers.tumblr.com

28 years ago today, my friend took me to my first hardcore show in Washington, DC.  It turned out to be Minor Threat's last show and the beginning of a very important part of my life.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Post I Don't Want to Write

Super sad times in the midst of celebrating our son's 25th birthday.  We had to put our cat Max down last Saturday.  I've been avoiding my blog and this post, hoping that somehow it'd get easier.  It hasn't.

Max really was a love.