We found a house we love.
I don’t want to say too much more about it, because I know that what usually happens with these things is that they don’t work, and then don’t work, and continue not to work, until finally one day they do…but oh my god, do I ever love the place. (These pictures were taken right outside, just as the sun was setting.)
Something else I love: the fact that I rediscovered a pair of pants that were purchased the same year that I went around quoting Ani DiFranco and contemplating dyeing my hair platinum-blonde with a big streak of purple down one side (which is to say, a long freaking time ago).
They’re cargo pants. They have a little spot for me to place my hammer. You know, the one I’m always toting around wherever I go.
They’re ridiculous. And amazing. And they’ve been tucked away in the storage bag under my bed for over a decade now, because every time I’ve taken them out to toss them I’ve remembered how excited I was when I first bought them with money from a commercial (they’re Frankie B, and were way more expensive than any pair of pants I’d ever owned), and thought to myself, “You know what? I bet they’ll come back in style one of these days.”
And I’m not quite sure that day has come.
But you know what?
Don’t much care.
Like I said: ridiculous/amazing…and anything that can be described using those two words should be worn immediately, and often.
On me: Forever 21 blazer, Frankie B cargo pants, David Lerner tank, Melinda Maria earrings, GANT sunglasses, Talbots belt, vintage horseshoe necklace and bracelets, Aldo Roder Wedges.
