I can't remember the last time I went to a concert. Wait, yes I can. Four years ago, Death Cab. It's been an embarrassingly long time and since I've been feeling so edgy lately my husband looked at my long concert list I handed him and is trying to put a dent in it. He's not usually so quick on such things, but I middle of the night messaged him a list and by morning he was waking me up to tell me that we were going to go see Cold War Kids. I confess they aren't extremely high on my list of must listen to bands, but a portion of their songs are enjoyable.
Since I do live in the middle of nowhere, we had to drive to Vermont to see the concert. And since this is the frigid north, the roads looked like the photo below. Of course this also has something to do with VT's heinous road policy. I can assure you the NY side of things looked much better.
To get to VT, we have to travel by ferry. Travel time is often dependent on catching the ferry and we were out of luck since they were roping it off while we were at the ticket booth which meant a wait until the next one. Fortunately for the wait and the ride I amused myself by taking photos of us. My husband hates when I do this, but look, he's just so darn cute (and please ignore my snow-frizzed hair)!
And because there is a marked difference between my casual wear and my work wear, I've included a full outfit photo below. There's only a bit of vintage present mostly because I abandoned my other outfit choices after realizing the snow wasn't going to stop. What's significant about this outfit is two things really: 1) my tunic, but more on that shortly and 2) leggings, apparently this is the first outfit that was legging approved by my husband who keeps calling them tights and was weirded out by them when I tried them on several times before. He never usually mentions anything about my clothing choices, so I think he's trying to politely say too much of my butt was showing.
Outfit consists of:
Sweater: drape front black cardigan by Joie found at Last Chance
Tunic: cotton green and black empire waist tunic by Magazine found at Marshall's
Belt: 1980s black belt borrowed from a thrifted dress
Leggings: gray leggings found at H&M
Socks: black and silver sparkle socks found at TJ Maxx
Boots: black suede buckle boots by dv found at TJ Maxx
So what's so interesting about that tunic? Meet my 2007 Marshall's purchase. Light and airy it seemed perfect for travel. As in China/Tibet 2007. Some evidence below:
The thing about packing a medium sized half-full suitcase (saving room for purchases) for a five week long trip is that eventually you'll have to wear the items in there over and over and over. This tunic (or maybe it was a dress then? it seems longer) saw much more wear than these pictures would suggest. By the time we both limped back into Phoenix, we managed a bit more wardrobe rotation together before it was relegated to the back of the closet because I was sick of seeing it.
Then the move of 2008 happened and the house buying of 2009. I'm still unearthing treasures I've forgotten about (please tell me this doesn't only happen to me) and discovered a space bag stuffed with clothes from grad school. And there was my tunic, super soft, slightly faded, and ready to be welcomed back into the fold.