Hither And Yon!

voltee ♦ January 16, 2011 ♦ 1 Comment

Item: Blouse Color/Fabric: Black/purple/grey, silk Designer: Rebecca Taylor Where Purchased: Neiman Marcus Years Owned: Almost 2

I have been so excited for this moment all the day long! I have been looking forward to getting back to my usual routine- for a while, anyway. I’ve missed my writing, and your feedback, more than I can say. It’s like a part of me has been dead this week.
The demands of having a full time job, and working on a production, and writing every night proved to be impossible for me these last two weeks. But, now that Bye Bye Birdie is up and running, I’ll have a few weeks of normalcy to enjoy before The Drowsy Chaperone gets too crazy. And I promise that I’ll start posting really fun things and juicy stories to make up for my exhausted absence.
The first order of business, though, is to make a confession. I have fallen. I have broken the sacred No Shopping Vow.
Yes, I have broken the vow, and very heartily. But it’s not as bad as it sounds, I promise. Because I had no choice, you see. The sale that I have been saving myself so steadfastly for, which usually happens on President’ Day, came one month early! Apparently, there was such a overflow of clearance merchandise at Woodbury Commmon that they had to start the sale early to make room for Spring Collections. What else could I do except assist in this noble mission? Ok, there might have been some overly dramatic sobbing as I wondered where I could possibly fit shopping into my too packed schedule. And a great deal of guilt with the ponderence of breaking The Vow.
Somehow, I overcame every obstacle, and found my way to the bargains, like a warm and welcoming beacon of shining light guiding me home.
But I only had time to hit two stores, my very very favorites, Barney’s Co-Op and Last Call Neiman Marcus. I did very, very well- I got my very first Chanel! And also a Fendi piece I can’t wait to tell you all about, Marc Jacobs, Helmut Lang, Roberto Cavalli, Theory, Michael Kors, and of course Rebecca Taylor, among others.
I’m not sure what it is about Rebecca Taylor, or why I own more of her pieces than any other designer. I just know that everything will fit exquisitely, and make me feel feminine and luxurious and sexy all at once. Plus, there is always that vintage vibe that I’m crazy for.
For example, this blouse. I know that this isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. There’s the pattern, the voluminous sleeves, the contrasting panel in the middle, the ruffles on the shoulders. It’s too much for some to take. I happen to adore it, though. Especially tucked into wide legged pants.
I’ve worn this a few times, for Thanksgiving last year, and sometime around Christmas, I believe. The first time I wore it, though, was for Lizzie’s birthday.
Incidentally, also my very first tapas experience. It can be hard to talk Nate into the concept of tapas, with such tiny little portions. He wasn’t even into it in Spain, except for all-you-can-eat tapas. But since it was Lizzie’s birthday, and she picked a tapas restaurant, he had no choice but to concede.
And we had a fantastic time! Many rounds of tapas, champagne cocktails, getting to meet Lizzie’s dear friend Beckie…it was wonderful! What a great tapas and cocktails outfit this blouse made!
Then Lizzie wanted to go dancing. So we hit the scene in New Paltz. With trendy young college kids. This is not really a dance club sort of blouse. I felt very old, and out of place.
I didn’t let that get in the way of boogieing down, hard core, though. Of course not!
The evening was topped off with meeting up with Juli and Dan, from my work, and proceeding to fire Dan for the first time. I’ve probably fired him a baker’s dozen times by now, at least…
I’m too tired at this moment to elaborate on anything.
Suffice it to say, I still love the blouse. And I can’t wait to hear some opinions about it!

**I really do love this strange blouse. I don’t think I’ll ever find another like it, so I’m hanging on to it.