Positioned myself in the front row of the class this time, right in front of the mirror. Saw myself make faces that...well...let's just say I know what I'll look like giving birth now. Thanks, bootcamp.
I am going to hurt in the morning. Badly.
Marc Jacobs sandalwood ribbed tee
Express wide leg beige slacks
Banana Republic tweed coat
Marc Jacobs Irina tote in brown
Marc Jacobs tweed brown pumps
Forever 21 white/neutrals ribbon necklace
Felt scrumpdillyumptious today. All the neutrals and carmel-y browns. All the Marc. And the tweed. And my hair was still bouncy from Tuesday's hot rollers. Yummy. Such a great Upper East Side look. Felt like going to lunch at Bergdorf's with some blondes.
If you recall, I got this coat at Buffalo Exchange last weekend. It was half off the already rediculous resale price coming out to $15!!! Total and utter STEAL. It is a bit big but soo delish with the nubby buttons and three quarter sleeves. Ugh. And don't EVEN get me started about the collar.
The Marc round toes I bought on Tuesday. Just $49, resale!! Seriously, I have a gift. I need to be studied.
I was on the way back from lunch and decided to pop into this store called Ritz Resale that I have been walking past for nearly a year now. I had never gone in because everything in the window looked like it belonged on a Golden Girl. But that day I figured why not.
I walked in and instantly cringed at the sea of grandma wear. A salesperson peeped me and beelined straight for me. It looked like she hadn't seen a customer in weeks. I looked for my exits to see if I could sprint out before she got to me. Too late. She was talking to me and I had to keep walking into the store.
And then suddenly the sea of granny parted and a thing of beauty lay before me. A wall of designer shoes. Diors, Manolos, Roger Clergerie, YSLs, and Marc Jacobs. I hungrily pawed at them for prices. Most were slashed from $200 to $140. They had these PURRFECT Dior cut-out platforms that are sooo this season and what I want badly in my life. But alas a half size too small.
The Marcs ended up being the only ones that fit like a glove. And one of a handful that had been reduced like 4 times. But I actually debated buying them for a second. I worried that they were too buttoned up, too corporate. They seemed like strictly "work" shoes that I might not wear in "real" life. I realize now that these shoes became the embodiment of my current professional quandry.
You see I am 30 and have a good job but not a career. I still don't know what I want to be. After 2 years of grad school and 4 jobs and 3 freelance jigs, I do know I need my career to feel creative and liberating, not restrictive and dull. I guess we all do.
And I don't want to divide my closet into work and play. I want my work to be play and vice versa. I want to do something that challenges me to be the best version of myself, not some watered-down, boring one. I am pretty sure I should start my own business. Sigh. Someday, someday....
I eventually pulled myself out of this reverie and flashed on my quilted bag and new nubby yummy coat and realized these new shoes matched perfectly. Realized they belonged in my life. It was meant to be - me and these shoes ;)