We’ll Take A Cup Of Kindness Yet.

voltee ♦ October 19, 2010 ♦ 3 Comments

Item: Blouse Color/Fabric: Rose, silk Designer: Rebecca Taylor Where Purchased: Next Boutique Years Owned: Three
I would like to start this evening with a truly heartfelt thank you to everyone who has been supporting me in my project. Last week I had the most views I’ve ever had! That’s so exciting for me. Thank you so very much!
I am also further postponing the Day Of Reckoning, since I am just too fatigued tonight to weigh such lofty decisions. So there is still time to get in votes for this round, or recruit anyone who might enjoy my silliness.
Tonight I felt like I wanted something pretty and girly, after the tee I posted yesterday. Plus, I felt horribly unattractive all day today. So I picked something I feel lovely in.
This is a blouse we had at Next Boutique about three years ago. And I loved it. It was one of those pieces I stared at every day, and fell a little more in love with all the time. By the time I finally got to purchase it, we already had a storied relationship.
I love the color of this blouse, and how the neckline show off the very best part of my shoulders. It’s romantic and sexy all at once, which is hard to pull off. And, oh, the fabric! Like a gentle caress. I like very tactile fashion. I want clothes that not only look great, but feel great as well. And I’m a sucker for really nice silk.
I bought this at the Winter sale at Next a few years ago. I sang to it, ever so softly, as I enclosed it in my arms. This was the day when I learned a very important fashion rule. When making my purchases, I told the girls who were working that I would just take them home in a shopping bag.
“Kerry,” she said to me. “One does not fold Rebecca Taylor. Rebecca Taylor must be hung.”
Oh.
Color me educated!
I have since tried to take very good care of this blouse, because, honestly, I do rather tend to lose my reverence for clothing once I’ve worn it. It’s like how a new car loses so much of its value the second you drive it off the lot. I devalue everything after I’ve worn it a single solitary time. I seem prefer fashion virgins. I guess that makes me a bit of a creep. But it’s not intentional. I truly can’t help it.
This blouse, though, I’ve tried to treat with the respect it deserves. I haven’t worn it much. More than once, though, I’m fairly certain.
I know that I wore this to a New Year’s Eve party, but I can’t remember which year. I think it will be three years ago this year.
My friends Richard and Donald have an annual party that is astonishing. They have this amazing open space, and everyone brings dishes, and it’s such a feast of food and friendship and fun.
I wore this blouse with a short sleeved velvet blazer, and these shoes:

These are one of my favorite pairs of shoes. They are so sleek and low-cut that they give an ample amount of toe-cleavage. Since that’s pretty much the only type of cleavage I’m rocking, I appreciate that!
I felt fantastic, and had a fantastic time. It was one of the first times I got to hang out with a truly fabulous couple, Jen and Michael, and we had such fun! And many of my dearest friends were there. I want to be surrounded by people I love on New Year’s Eve, and so I was for this one!
Unfortunately, the weather wasn’t too kind that night. We left shortly after the fireworks display (of course there were fireworks!) to be sure to get home safely.
I can’t remember if I’ve worn it since. I remember that I had planned to wear it to a smashing gala in the city, but those plans fell through. I might have shunned this for a spell out of disappointment.
But I love it. You can try to tell me to toss this, but I think I might just stick my fingers in my ears and hum loudly.

**I can’t live without this blouse.  One day I will wear it again!