we all live in a yellowish submersible vehicle

heh, graphjam

Haven't done a "wearing today" in a while, eh? As my day started at the ungodly hour of 5:45 a.m., and will probably extend until I fall over tonight, I glommed on to this dress: perhaps because, at that time of the morning, it was one of the only things in the closet that didn't appear to be a black or grey shroud.

Have I mentioned how much I love dresses with pockets? Dresses with pockets are up there in my mind with cappuccino and the Rolling Stones and napping and fried olives: all things that make life worth living.

Yellow wool dress, Zachary's Smile; mary janes, vintage.
I'm doing the "augh, hair" thing here because I really need a haircut.

I am hopefully meeting Winona tonight for a drink after her Second City comedy writing class, in which I'm certain that she schools her classmates and is roundly praised. I find this funny in light of today's outfit, as she tweeted the other day about her theory that only three people in the world look good in yellow, and she saw them all in Chicago. Can we make it four people?


daddylikeyblog said...

Hahaha I'm just seeing this post and it's cracking me up. Now that we've had our blogger date you know that I wasn't exactly roundly praised in my class, but I am rounder after our dinner. So, close enough.

I had a great time!

WendyB said...

Love the color of that dress.