Bell-sleeved knit net sweater - Vintage, Scalloped shorts - courtesy of Kastor & Pollux, Shoes - I got mine at wholesale-dress.net but you can get them at Romwe as wholesale-dress.net no longer carries them, Prism ring - Unearthen (birthday gift from Brit!), Wood cross necklace - Courtesy of JFR.SE, Filigree ring - Konstantino
Occassionally, I go through this thought process where it seems like a really great idea that I don't wear eyeliner or lipstick, and in my head, it looks really "natural", but in photos, I just look like Death (capitalized because it's a proper noun here, people, as I am referring specifically to what I imagine sickle-dude looks like under the hood). Accompanying this total lack of makeup was an outfit that I loved for its simplicity, and also for the fact that I felt as though I were tricking people all day. It was just so comfortable that it felt like pajamas, and I was thrilled that it didn't have the same visual effect.
These shorts were a gift from Kastor & Pollux, a wonderful web shop of glorious goodies designed and operated by 19-year olds Bianca and Dani, two remarkably kind and talented young women. Yep, you read that right: they are just 19 years old. As I feel like I am embarking upon a journey towards crotchety old woman-dom, it is nice to see "kids these days" do something outstanding and productive.
In the spirit of aging with style and grace, I wanted to share with you a few very funny quotes. As longtime readers know, my family is phenomenally quirky and funny and fantastic. They are also all rather fashionable and eccentric types, and I am thrilled to be another gal in a long line of kooky-awesome. Sadly, my great-grandmother (who went only by the nickname "Dode") passed away very recently. She was, I believe, 90 years old. I have a lot of fantastic memories of great-grandma Dode. She was a social butterfly, full of energy and good jokes. Her house was always full of treasures, like sculpted elephants and Persian rugs and VHS double-tape copies of "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World", which I watched endlessly at family dinner parties. She glided around the house, her hair cut into a fashionable pixie, wearing floor-length daishikis and printed dresses. She wore platformed sandals and jewelry. She was simply wonderful.
A funny side-note about the women in my family: we are historically extremely un-photogenic. Given the nature of my blog, you might think I'm being tacky and fishing for compliments, but I can assure you that I'm being honest. My boyfriend remarks that it takes hundreds of photos to get one or two good ones out of me. He thinks that I blink more than the normal person, and I move more muscles in my face than average. I think if this is true, I surely inherited it. As a result, all of the women on my mother's side of the family look slightly inebriated in most photos. There is a famous photo of myself, my mother, her aunt (my grandmother's sister), and my great-grandmother standing in the kitchen of Dode's apartment, all of us looking unintentionally -- yet thoroughly -- idiotic, half blinks and what have you. It's perfect.
I do hope my mother and grandmother don't get upset with me for posting their photo on the internet, but this is a very old picture (6 years old maybe?) of (from left to right) my mother, my great-grandmother Dode (just look at that awesome muumuu!), me (I went through a heavy blush phase for some reason -- and look! A Mike & Chris sweater...man, I used to love that line), and my grandmother all looking the best we have ever looked in a photo together -- a perfect fluke, for which I am grateful!
Where was I going with all of this? Oh yes, quotes. So, unfortunately, Dode passed away this month. I was unable to attend her service, but my mother brought me a card from it. The card captured her spirit wonderfully, as it included some choice quotes from Dode, some of which were so funny that I feel obligated to share them with you now:
On having a bad style day: "I look like something out of The Grapes of Wrath!"
On having a bad hair day: "I look like Toulouse-Lautrec!"
On being overdressed: "I look like Mrs. Harris went to Paris!"
I assume this one is referring to how a painfully American woman might dress were she vacationing in a place she imagines to be the capital of haute couture?
EDIT: Christine assures me that this is a reference to a movie!
On wearing a tight-fitting outfit: "I feel like a sausage tied in the middle!"
On over-spending on clothing: "Oh, well! Chicken today, feathers tomorrow!"
On seeing Mick Jagger on TV for the first time: "He looks like he's full of infection!"
I imagine that this comment was at least somewhat complimentary.
An exclamation of incredulity: "Well, twirl my turban!"
And here are some for which I know no context, but they are wonderfully poetic and entertaining:
"Wouldn't that frost your teeth and give your tongue a sleigh ride?"
"If I had a brain, I'd be dangerous!"
"All you can expect from a pig is a grunt!"
"Get off the table, Mabel -- the two dollars is for the beer!"
Perhaps she had a friend named Mabel who was prone to spontaneous fits of table-dancing?
I hope that through the above, Dode was able to bring you at least a taste of the joy she brought so many people throughout her life.
Also, unrelated, props to anyone who got the meaningless duality of my silly blog post title.