Let’s Start At The Very Beginning.

voltee ♦ January 17, 2011 ♦ 4 Comments

Item: Vest/Tank Dress Combo Color/Fabric: Black, cotton Designer: Express Years Owned: 1.5
First on the agenda tonight is a clarification. I have put my eBay selling on hiatus for a bit, while I puzzle out ways to make it better for me. I don’t want to scrap it altogether just yet, because I like the (admittedly few) random readers it brings to this site. So I think I will try again when I have a little more time to invest in my listings and descriptions and such. Maybe in the spring.
In the meantime, if there is ever anything that I have decided to toss that you would be happy to supply a new home for, just let me know and it’s yours! It helps a great deal with the agony of the separation if I know a piece is headed to grand new adventures with someone I love.
At the end of this month, I’ll sum up all my reckonings thus far for you to consider what might be a nice addition to your closet, or the closet of someone you know. Exciting!
All I might ask in return is a posting of you wearing the fab item, on Facebook or some other such venue, explaining how you acquired it. Fun, yes?
On that note, I’ve been doing much thinking about how I got started with this project that I love so dearly. Do you believe I remember what I was wearing the night the idea was conceived?
Ok, maybe not the night it was conceived. This idea actually was conceived in my office at the gym. Most likely I was wearing some type of spandex pant and a tee-shirt with the MAC logo on it. I remember talking to Juli about something very random, as per usual, and then saying that I was going to go home and start writing stories about my clothes and when I wore them.
We laughed.
“I would read that!” she said.
“Hmm,” I said.
And that little sprout of an idea started to grow bigger and become more defined.
I decided that I would make it a blog, and that I would write about a new piece of clothing every week.
But I had tried to have a blog before, on a writer’s site, and would manage to eke out a few sentences filled with the angst of the unable to write, and it just made me feel worse.
Every day. I had to make a commitment to write every single day, or I would just stop trying.
The very first person I told my idea to was Kevin. It was night, and we were by his pool, making smores and waiting for Nate and Vicki to get out of their show.
Kevin was utterly enthusiastic. We chatted excitedly about the details, whether to sell the discards on eBay or not, the difficulty of formatting a blog and if I could do it on my own. These sort of details.
And then there was night swimming.
I love night swimming. One, it makes me think of the REM song, which is gorgeous and never fails to make me cry. Two, it makes me think of growing up, the giant light in my parents’ pool, and swimming after a frog I precociously named Theseus. Three, it reminds me of house sitting with my sister and not being able to shower in the house for some reason, but lathering up with shower gel in the pool and singing “Twilight” because that was the name of the gel. And four, it’s just fun.
That was a wonderful night; pizza, smores, friends, night-swimming, blog planning, and this outfit. All good.
And even though I felt like I might explode with excitement to start writing that night, it still took me a few weeks to pull everything together. The rest, as they say, is history.
Now for the ensemble. I had purchased this to wear in Hawaii, and I don’t think I did. I thought it would be good for hanging out at the beach, and then make an easy transition into going out. It just didn’t end up being a necessary transition, but I still like it. It’s very comfortable- I can just throw it on and still feel put together.
I wish I could wear it now, in fact.
Stupid winter.

**This is just nice and easy. It stays.