As of this moment, all things outdoors frighten me. Currently trapped in my apartment, possibly forever. Solution: wine, fur, lace and ridiculous shoes.
Now I must tell you the main reason I bought this was because of the label (though I did get a good deal and I had been looking for a good stole in this color, etc.). A DC history lesson: Woodie’s was the place to shop back in the day and the building still remains down on 10th and F St. I remember my mom and grandmothers taking shopping trips into the city, because Woodies was the only place where things like baby/wedding gifts and good winter coats could be found. Oh how things have changed with the advent of Tysons Corner, Mazza Gallerie, and, well, the Internet. Anyway, I don’t think I could ever bear to part with this piece, because every time I pass it on the hanger in my room, it gives me a little twinge of nostalgia. RIP Woodies.
This look is for Paulette’s birthday, because I feel that fur and a glass of red wine are things that she would enjoy.
Another thought: the cut of this stole is on the larger, broader shoulder side and it kind of makes me feel like Henry VIII. Obv. he was kind of prick, but powerful, too, so I’m going to run with the powerful side in this look.
vintage Woodward & Lothrop mink stole
Forever 21 lace top
PS Tasha gave me the nicest award commemorating the 1st anniversary of her blog and of our “virtual friendship” as well. Is it strange that I feel a cetain rapport with you, my fellow bloggers and readers, though I’ve never met most of you? We share a common interest that we bounce ideas around about fashion – isn’t that the concept behind a salon or a club or something? I really foresee fashion blogging (and blogging in general) being a milestone in cultural history. Won’t it be cool to say we were a part of that? I think about this often. I totally drink the blog Kool-Aid.