I've bid "au revoir" to my collection of jeans.
It's not forever, it's my latest challenge.
I don't normally wear them until the onset of cooler weather, then I leap into them as they're a novelty in this climate.
But I've just gone off jeans.
I want to be a frock-er.
I want to be frock-tastic.
I'm basking in the morning sun on this lovely autumn day in my 1940s peach, rayon dress and fur cape, with a 1980s gold Whiting and Davis bag, leopard-print belt and VW Three-Straps.
I quickly snapped these pics off before flouncing off to a pre-op appointment at the hospital - they had a cancellation and I have my "lady bits" seen to next Friday.
Why yes, those ARE bags under my eyes!
I'm the walking dead today after Number One Son's 22nd birthday yesterday spent cooking, noshing and leaping about dancing 'til late with the kids AKA The Wild Ones.
It's not forever, it's my latest challenge.
I don't normally wear them until the onset of cooler weather, then I leap into them as they're a novelty in this climate.
But I've just gone off jeans.
I want to be a frock-er.
I want to be frock-tastic.
"Oh but jeans are a must on frigidly cold days" I hear a little voice saying.
Well, yes they are and they can look booty-licious.
But they bore me.
I want to spend the winter in frocks, skirts and proper trousers.
I've been so inspired by Helga and her frocking good outfits and colourful legwear that jeans seem so ... so, so.
Should be some interesting times ahead considering I live in the draughtiest house in the southern hemisphere.
I'm basking in the morning sun on this lovely autumn day in my 1940s peach, rayon dress and fur cape, with a 1980s gold Whiting and Davis bag, leopard-print belt and VW Three-Straps.
I quickly snapped these pics off before flouncing off to a pre-op appointment at the hospital - they had a cancellation and I have my "lady bits" seen to next Friday.
Why yes, those ARE bags under my eyes!
I'm the walking dead today after Number One Son's 22nd birthday yesterday spent cooking, noshing and leaping about dancing 'til late with the kids AKA The Wild Ones.
So, my denim was packed up today and put away for winter.
You might know that Terri started her blog with the personal challenge to inject more colour into her outfits and limit the amount of grey in her wardrobe. She's done an amazing job!
I feel the need for a autumn/winter challenge, so my denim ban begins today.
My self-imposed ban means I'll need to assemble some sort of tights collection to keep my pegs warm as it gets cooler.
Feel free to recommend any fabulous online hoisery stores!
Have you ever implemented any sartorial self-limits?
