Posts tagged ‘sandals’
Yesterday I experienced a little bit of “fashion karma,” so to speak. Or something of the sort. I’m not 100% sure on what to call it yet, but what I’m referring to is the phenomenon of finding something you really like and walking away from it, only to have it worm its tempting little self back into your life. Let me explain.
A while back, I saw Noche En La Copa dress by Edme & Esyllte at Anthropologie – on sale for $69.99, down from $138. I tried it on because I liked the colors and silhouette, and though it fit, I couldn’t justify the price.
When my friend Kari wanted to stop in Anthro yesterday, I glanced around the sale racks as usual and spotted one single Noche En La Copa dress left. In a size 8 – the size I had tried on. And it was marked down to $29.99. That, my friends, is fashion karma: being rewarded for sensibility and patience with an irresistible low-low price later on!
For $30, I think this is totally adorable, no?
“Golly, gee, would you look at that rain?”
Wednesday was one of those glum days that needed an adrenaline shot in the form of fashion. Ok, so, perhaps a silk dress wasn’t the wisest choice for rain, what with its tendency to cling, but at least I brightened up my own environment a bit!
Totally simple yet still chic & put-together look today:
Then again, I think pencil skirts almost always achieve that feel.
Celebrating their birth year of 1970, my family had a ’70s-themed 40th birthday party for my Aunt Jackie and Uncle Jon yesterday. I tried to dress semi-appropriately!
Sorry for the weird lighting here. Just pretend it’s psychedelic or something.
You caught me. I was absolutely eyeing that Honda Metropolitan and may or may not have sat on it. [Files not found.]
As you can see, I took some pics outside yesterday before my friend Tate‘s 25th birthday party. I really wasn’t sure what to wear since it was a casual BBQ early on & a cocktail party later – Tate himself had a costume change! – but I decided I’d just dress for the cocktail hour early. Because, let’s face it, it’s fun.
Ok, so maybe that title is a bit premature. But let me tell you a little story.
Once upon a time, on my birthday, just a few months back, my mother came to visit me here in Chicago. April showers fell, and we took refuge in store after store, zipping in and out all along State Street. When lo, what should be found in the land of Nordstrom Rack but a beauteous sight! Wonderful black strappy heels – by Michael Kors – beckoned me to put them on. As it was my birthday, I could not say no. They were hot, sexy – and mysterious. Such high style came with a high price tag, so I could not make them mine at the time; but when I went searching for them in the vast internet later, I found nothing.
Or did I? Would eBay be my savior? Thinking I had found the desired pair at a fraction of the cost – new in box, no less! – I put in a bid on eBay and promptly forgot about it. Then I won! They arrived in a box with a Nordstrom sticker attached. I tried them on; they were ok. But I looked back at pictures Mom took on my birthday (which she has yet to post or send), and my heart fell – they were not the same shoes!
So they sat in my room. Until today.
For those of you who don’t know, Nordstrom has an incredible return policy. You can return almost anything there, new or not, receipt or not, for store credit. Since my box had a Nordstrom sticker on it, I knew I’d have no problem. So I went in to return the Michael Kors Berkley sandal. An extremely attractive man who could have been Taye Diggs’ brother – in a jazzy pink tie! – helped me when I wanted to try on the Rachelle by… (serious shock!) Söfft. This is a comfort brand, and I couldn’t believe how awesome these shoes looked. When I tried them on, I was gobsmacked. They have cushioning like you wouldn’t believe!
So anyway I got them, and they rule. The end!
Here they are, the Söfft Rachelle sandal. Ok, so I haven’t actually worn them out and about yet (hoping to wear them to my good friend Tate‘s birthday party next week), but I’m still fairly confident that they’re the greatest strappy heels I’ll ever wear – and you too, if you got them.