This needs more accessories. A charm bracelet? Those are ¾ sleeves on that cardigan, after all. Actually, more than anything, I need a manicure and a pedicure as I haven’t gotten my nails done since Lisa and Eddie’s wedding. Which was back in NOVEMBER.
It feels weird to say “Happy Ash Wedneday!” because it is not a happy occasion. It’s the start of Lent, ranking somewhere between Good Friday and Easter on the Catholic party scale.
Maybe it would be better to ask if people are recovering from their Mardi Gras hangovers or in need of some Pepto Bismol after stuffing themselves with pancakes for Pancake Tuesday. Yes, I know they are the same holiday, but I like that you can celebrate the same day in very different ways. Or combine the two, even. Hurricanes and pancakes? Sign me up.
I ended up doing neither, as I got a last minute invitation to join Elisa and Maurel at the preview of Primebar Chicago. Free food, and the restaurant is 2.5 blocks from the office. It was a done deal. More on the meal in a bit.
I am The Fatorialist. Yes, I want to start a photoblog inspired in parts by Scott Schuman’s The Sartorialist and the gorgeous Stephanie of Le blog de Big Beauty. Sadly, I am a crap photographer so I’m hoping people will be submit photos of themselves and/or of people whose style they admire. They can submit at http://fatorialist.tumblr.com/submit.
“Kevin Smith: The face of flying while fat” [Broadsheet] – This is Kate Harding writing for Salon.com. I already shared this via Google Reader but in case you don’t subscribe to that or follow me on Google Buzz.
Today is Mardi Gras, aka “Fat Tuesday”, aka “Shrove Tuesday” or “Pancake Tuesday”. Originally, I was going to check out the new Chicago location of Eggsperience (isn’t that name just awful? menu here) but Elisa’s friend Kelly invited us to a pre-opening party at Primebar tonight. There’s free food so obviously I am totally there.
I probably should have saved this fairly sober outfit for tomorrow, Ash Wednesday, but I wasn’t thinking about that yesterday when I decided to wear this outfit. Maybe tomorrow I’ll dress like a really devout Catholic when I go to St. Peter’s for my annual ashes.
This is what I wore to Eddie & Lisa’s wedding Saturday night. In case you were wondering? Were you wondering? I hope so.
- The rhinestone rose was not a ring but actually a pair of bobby pins. I parted my hair on the right, using the pins to keep back my hair on the left. It looked alright but I could have used a professional styling for more volume and better definition.
- My actual pashmina is not quite that pink – more beige.
- The shoes were alright but I really wanted these Ralph Lauren Mary Janes that I could not find in my size except on-line. Not a big deal as everybody kicked off their shoes eventually to dance.
- It is almost sickening how little the dress cost. More about that below.