Outfit Of The Day (Bi-Stretch Wool Minnies + A Diverse Density Tank)

I swear that I don’t mean to keep wandering off this blog as much as I have been doing lately, but if there is any good time to get a little lazy with blogging it’s probably in the summertime. It’s nice outside! There’s so much to do! There are things are going on! You know–things that don’t involve me standing next to an stinging cold, foggy window telling the (prettily! falling!) snow to oh-shut-the-fuck-up in a high, squeaky voice.

Pictures are worth a thousands words, so here are some snaps I’ve taken recently of a few things I’ve been enjoying this summer:

The “Ellsworth” – Denver Biscuit Company.
It was good. Spicy!

The crowd @ Fleet Foxes – Thursday July 21st, Fillmore Auditorium
It was also good, but maybe not quite as spicy.

A McDonald’s mix up during a quick lunch
I accidentally got someone else’s very quirky order for a cheeseless cheeseburger (and it really didn’t have any cheese on it, ew!)

Strike a pose.
Doing some…~~shopping~~ something with friends at a vintage clothing store off of Broadway. Um. I may or may not have been wearing a coonskin hat as I snapped this picture?

Baby birds, day 1.
A surprise in my cheap Target wreath I found a few weeks ago. TAKE THAT ~~MOTHERFUCKER~~ MARTHA STEWART, TAKE THAT!

Baby birds, day 2.
Oh! Oh damn. I think one is alive. And…wants me to feed it?

Baby birds, day 3.
Fuzzy baby bird time!

Baby birds, day 5
If a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, how much…is a lot of a bird poop worth? Because there was a lot. It almost took away from the fuzzy baby birdie cuteness.

Baby birds, day 7
So this is Mo, Mo Hawk. His siblings Faux, Kitty, and Ad were all still snoozing when I snapped this. One might even say Mo is a bit of an early bird, and also a charmer–he wanted me to go catch the worm for him. Watch out ladies, watch out.

Baby birds, day 7
Aw.

Aw again.

HEY. FAKER.

Here I’m talking to Petunia while she’s pretending to snooze, and once she realized there wasn’t cheese + crackers involved she gave me her extremely fuzzy, fluffy cold shoulder.

Hellooo, my pretty.

Surprise sparkly, fun bracelets in the mail from a great bloggy friend, Rosa!

An afternoon storm rolling in.

In fashion news, retailers have already begun to jam their racks full of fall goodies and ohhhh, I am so excited! While I will always be a warmer weather girl myself, we were just getting started last fall with the REAL GOODS (capes! camel hues! midi lengths! silk blouses! leopard prints! lady-like satchels! faux fur! 70’s chic!) and it looks like this fall is going to pick up right where it left off with even more capes, camel hues, midi lengths, silk blouses, leopard prints, lady-like satchels, faux furs, and…70’s chic. This summer has just been kind of a blip-of-blah in between the goodness; like the mandatory tart green, pine-sol tasting skittles we accidentally grab while trying to dig out the reds, purples, oranges, and yellows. It is okay for something different, I suppose, but you most certainly do not want an entire bag of it. Unless you’re totally weird.

J Crew’s newest arrivals also have me excited for the first time in a few years (is it really that good, or have I just now, like most tired 30-year olds, lowered my standards?), and the Minnie pants in “warm redwood” were my first purchase from the collection. They get five stars from me–they are comfy, light enough to wear right now in spite of being wool, and a great hue if you want to rock some red pants but want something a bit more muted and easier to wear. Bravo, J Crew, bravo. I think they run pretty true to size, but if you want a tighter fit like how the model is wearing them consider sizing down. Like, um, five sizes.

The Diverse Density tank by PIlcro from Anthropologie was my next pick. Colorblocking is one of those little trends that I dreaded at first (too simple! so androgynous! how can I over-accessorize the living daylights out of it?),but like most trends, I have slowly warmed up to it as time has gone on (zombiezombiezombie). This tank is exactly what I was looking for, with a sweet bow for a bit of a feminine twist. Hooray?

Not quite. It is absolutely huge in person; here it is on me in an XS:

(this is my universal symbol for “it’s huge”; it’s also the pose I immediately strike whenever Husband says, “fancy a date night at smashburger?” and/or how I look when trying to ungracefully get my shoes off the tippy-top shelves.)

I was hesitant to belt this top because hey, it is supposed to be clean looking and color blocked and blah-blah-blah-leave-it-alone-for-once-Chloe-GEEZ…but I finally gave in, slapped a black skinny belt around the waist, and never took it back off. It gives the top just the right shape without ruining the look too much, I think. It really is a pretty top, made out of a soft swingy jersey, and one of the first times I have ever been at Anthropologie and thought something was priced oddly “cheap”. I kept looking for the 1 that they forgot to put in front of the $48, but no worries–the Persian Floral Blouse has an extra that this top could kindly borrow.

Quick! Before Anthropologie figures it out!