I caved. I swore I was not buying any clothing this fall/winter, except maybe a pair of skinny jeans to wear inside boots. Uh huh. Famous last swears. There is a nice little outdoors mall about 30 minutes from us, and the drive there is very, very pretty. So what's a girl to do when the weather is glorious, the leaves are starting to change, and the Hubbo wants a field trip? Yep, go to that dangerous mall. The one with J. Jill and Coldwater Creek. That one.
And even more temptation: both stores, unbeknown to the Yarnarian, were have 25% sales off already marked-down items. Items that she wanted. As in jeans and cords. As in her size. As in great fits. So what's that girl to do but sneakily buy 5 prs of pants, and one cute knit top. 2 pairs of cords, one boot-leg jeans, one skinny jeans to tuck into boots, and a desperately needed dressy pair of black slacks.
Now she has her bottom covered, but there is one tiny little issue left: she needs the boots for the skinny jeans. Yep, she has the Uggs, but those are for freezing weather. So now, what's a girl to do? Sigh. Now she needs to find boots on sale so she can tuck the skinny jeans into them. And what makes in more interesting, is that she doesn't like to wear boots. BUT she needs to be a fashion statement. So she's going to have to find boots that are tolerable so she can look cool. At her age. As if anyone is going to notice. The Hubbo is clueless about the boots/skinny jeans business, but she does have her self-respect to consider. So, the hunt for nice, comfy boots that don't make her feel like her legs are strangled with leather. It's tough being an elderly fashionista. Snort. Giggle.
Yarny news: The yarn sale has ended; I now have more room in the shop, and can happily go back to dyeing. Here's what I just listed on Etsy: Summer's Last Rose.