Nope! I’m not going to talk ethics, morals, politics, discipline, or even photography. I don’t have any easy black and white answers for any of those topics.
I’m going to keep it MUCH more simple than that. Piece by thrifty piece, I’ve put together a cheery, economical ensemble for work. I found the pieces at three different thrift shops over the course of the last two weeks and while it may be pattern overload at first glance, ’sall right. I don’t dress for others. I dress for me! (and the work that I do, of course.)
Despite the plethora of purple in my closet, I actually have more than double that in black clothing. I like it. It’s basic and there is little decision-making involved at 5:00 a.m. I found the sweater first.
It’s knit from a flecked yarn and was so inexpensive, I would not have been able to buy new buttons for the price I paid for the sweater.
Then a few days later, the necklace called my name when I passed by the frivolous ornamentation counter at another thrift shop. “Psst! Gram! Take me home,” it said. I did.
Yesterday, when I picked GN up from school, I told her we were going shopping for ‘fashion scarves’ per her request for some high school accessorizing. the black and white scarf practically leapt into my cart! What’s a Gram to do? It seems happy to be paired up with its buddies. Or . . . is it just me who’s happy to have paired it up?
It made my stroll through the park all the more cheery on this Friday. GN found a scarf that I should have played Rock, Paper, Scissors for, but I didn’t. I bought it for her. It was shades of purple.