Serendipity In Blue

What are the odds that during the same week I'd find two perfectly-matching items in different thrift-stores? Remote.

Both are exotic pieces -- bright blue faux-alligator print. One is a skirt; the other are heels. I love 'em.

I added a plain white top for background and two pieces of blue jewelry I own. The ensemble is below.

I love these colors. Don't you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April Fool's Joke

Every year, I play an April Fool's joke on my wife Robin. She's always on high alert but never sees it coming.

This year, I planned to get her early. She wakes up at a ridiculous hour (6 a.m.) to commute into the city. She stumbles half-asleep into the shower while I'm still in bed. I figured she'd never expect me to prank her while I'm asleep so, the night before, I put a helium balloon of a pirate ship into our shower. I blocked view of it with a towel so she couldn't see the pirate ship until she opened the glass shower door. Half-asleep. Early in the morning before coffee.

Eeeekkk!!! Pirates in the bathroom!!! I heard her shriek in horror. And then curse my name.

Robin was equal parts amused and annoyed. She hates admitting she fell for my joke because she wants to believe she's smarter than that. But one should never underestimate my cleverness...

Did you play any jokes this year?

Realizing My Dream

I have a big surprise! I've been working on making a career-shift. I've been keeping my activities quiet until success was assured. And it is!

I've going to realize my lifelong dream -- to become a Rockette! I passed the audition for one of three openings they have in the company. I tried out in January and was called back twice. My final audition was in front of the Rockette's dance-director, April Phoule. She's famous in the dance world.

At first, I doubted I'd have a chance. But April said my age wasn't a big factor if I could hoof. And dance I did. For hours a day, for months. I got my kicks up to eye-level and worked on developing poise. It was hard work, but I was eager and enthusiastic.

April called me last week with the good news. I start working with the other girls next month. Of course I'll have to give up my law practice but that's a small price to pay for living your dream.

Now, where can I buy a dozen leotards and ten pairs of high-quality dance-tights?!

Baton Twirling

I just added a new item to my Bucket List -- I want to learn how to twirl a baton!

I saw some girls doing it on TV and got inspired. Twirling involves coordination, skill and also includes dance (which is my all-time favorite activity). Looking into twirling, I discovered that twirlers are called "majorettes"

Did you ever twirl a baton? Was it fun? Was it hard?

M&M Weekend

I spent this weekend hobnobbing with Meghan and Megan Mae in Philly.  We had a blast.

On Friday night, we had one of the best meals of my life -- a seven-course tasting feast at a ritzy restaurant. The food was incredible. M&M took pictures of each dish, as is the custom of their generation. I ogled the food without photography, which is the custom of my generation. We savored the dishes and were visibly in culinary ecstasy.

Saturday, I suggested we visit Longwood Gardens which was a smart choice. Four acres of orchids, poppies and amazing flowers. An explosion of colors and fragrances. The perfect setting for conversation. We enjoyed the day and ended it picking out pretty clothes at a consignment store.

It was fun to see through Megan Mae's fresh eyes. For example, this was her first time flying in an airplane so she didn't know the importance of boarding passes. I clued her in to that. Her experiences reminded me of my youth (decades ago).

We took lots of pictures. There are a lot, so I'll show more later in a second post.

Did you have fun this weekend?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Real Fashion Police

A controversy is brewing at a Catholic high school in Pennsylvania over prom dresses. You can read about it here.

A few weeks before the annual prom, school officials instituted a new policy requiring girls to submit photographs of their prom dresses before the prom. The purpose of the pictures is for school officials to review and approve or reject each dress. Officials say that "dresses cannot be too short, too low-cut, expose too much skin around the midriff or be ‘inappropriately revealing.’" Officials also say that all students and guests "must dress in gender-specific formal wear," meaning girls cannot wear tuxes and boys cannot wear dresses. (I'd be screwed.)

240 students have signed a petition against the new policy, some noting that they've already bought their dresses and will be stuck if their choices are rejected.

What do you think?

(The picture on the right is from my best post of all time.)

Carried Away

Sometimes I get carried away by my enthusiasm. I'm so eager to play that I don't know when to stop. I hope you'll forgive me if I exceed your fashion-tolerance.

Two days ago, I was walking in town during my lunch break. I've been working too hard and need a reward. Without planning, I veered into a local boutique and perused their sale rack. I spotted a snazzy blouse and some fun socks. The purchases were the impulse for today's outfit.

I was planning to tone the pieces down with a black pencil skirt, but I've been advised to conceal my cylindrical shape by adding skirts that flare. I thought about wearing a pink tulle petticoat underneath a black skirt but I like how nicely the tulle's color goes with the blouse so I jettisoned the skirt and wore the tulle as a skirt.

What gave me the courage to do this? Just this week Suzanne posted a nice article on how gals over 40 can wear tulle skirts with confidence and brio. I'm treating that article as an official stamp of approval from a Fashion Goddess.

What do you think of this?  Is it too much?  Or, as Mae West said, just enough?!