Today’s outfit is a mix of old and new. While in Paris, Bug and I replaced pretty much my entire wardrobe from shoes, to undies, to clothes and jewelry. Partly because none of it fit me any longer, and partly because I had this intense need to scrub everything from the past from my life. When I arrived home, I filled 6 garbage bags with clothes and donated them, leaving just a handful of things from before my life imploded.
Since it’s foggy and damp, I’ve returned to my typical way of dressing: layers, scarves, and boots. I wanted something casual for my hair today and originally did beachy waves, but it looked too fussy with my scarf. Instead, I pinned two messy side buns. It looks polished from the front, but a mess from the back. What do you think?
Long Sleeve T-shirt: Hakai
Skirt: Gray cord from Banana Republic (this is one of my old items. It’s way too big, but I love it.)
Ahhh…the fog. Anyone who waxes romantic about it hasn’t lived in it 365 days a year. Most people don’t realize San Francisco is a foggy, chilly, damp place that quite possibly was torn from somewhere in Ireland and plopped down on the west coast of the US. This would also explain the abundance of Irish accents floating around the City. And the Irish football teams in Golden Gate Park.
After being gone for several months, it’s hard waking up everyday to a constant gray, dampness. Doesn’t exactly lead to lifted spirits.
And yet, there is a certain beauty to it.
One thing that is nice about being back in San Francisco is I can wear “winter” clothes again. As much as I loved being able to wear sundresses – during the summer, for the first time ever in twelve years – I missed my cool weather clothes. I’m a sucker for tweed, cord, tights, scarves, jackets, and cashmere.
And I’m not the only one. While in Paris, Bug picked up this orange, wool coat. It’s loud and bright, and you cannot miss him in it. I think it looks fabulous.
Early this morning, we took a walk through the Presidio, sans kids, and on our way home we passed a little jewelry store. Being only 8am, it was closed, but we window shopped for a bit before heading home, where Bug made a huge breakfast of eggs and potatoes – just like he used to before I left for Paris.
A little later, while I home schooled our oldest boys, he and the Colonel went out on a few errand and returned with two new necklaces for me. One I had eyed in the window and the other was something he picked out himself. I think he did a great job.
5am – Wake up
7am – Go for walk
9am – Start home school for the day.
10-11am – Housework will the boys work on math.
12am – Run down to Half Moon Bay for chicken feed
1:30pm – Shop for dress shoes and slacks for Pudge who starts social dancing tonight.
3:30pm – Lunch
4:00pm – FIND OUT WE GOT THE HOUSE IN VIRGINIA!!!
6:30pm – Pudge leaves for dance class, the rest of us play poker
7pm – Little ones to bed
8:30pm – Pick up Pudge and his friends
11:00pm – Attempt to go to bed (Jet lag is killing me!)
You all know I thrive on spontenaity, right? So it shouldn’t surprise you that last Monday – three days before I was to fly home to San Francisco – I looked at Bug and said, “Let’s go to DC.”
And so we did.
As soon as we arrived in Northern Virginia, we just knew that it was a place we could live.
So Bug made a few calls. We looked at schools, the weather, the quality of life. We found a house we love.
And…it looks like, if everything goes right, we’re moving to DC!
In less than a week, we went from random suggestion, to planning a cross country move.
But DC wasn’t all about finding a new place to live, we also took the boys sightseeing – mostly at 8am because we’re all jet lagged and awake at 4. We basically had everything to ourselves, which was awesome.
The Outfit (top picture):
Shirt: Deep green, cheery blossom print blouse by Jodhpur (random French label, I think)
Jeans: My trusty Levi’s (right now, I only own one pair of jeans that fit me. But I’m sure that will change as soon as I start eating “american” again.)