Thursday, February 13, 2014

Me in Paisley

You know I've been into painting paisleys. I've been declaring I would never actually wear paisleys tho', but last nite I bought a black-and-silver paisley jacket at a consignment shop that was selling all its winter stock for $2. It's rayon and polyster--kind of a brocade. This morning, I realized I probably look like a couch in it.


Marz says no, I look like Sherlock! You see why I love the girl.

I spent another $2 on a cotton shirt with a sketchy color picture on it, a scene of the Montmartre area of Paris, with street artists painting on their easels. You know these tops with scenes on them? They sometimes have sparkles and fakey French words on them, like "chocolat." 
OK, chocolat is really French, but wearing phrases like café au lait on your body is not.

I always thought that if I could, I would dress like David Bowie in his Thin White Duke stage: all straight-line black and white. 
But as I shop at "my" thrift store, I see that tragically (to my self-image) my taste is closer to Hello Kitty!  

The other day, I bought a top with cute birdies on it... 

And a lamp with a pineapple base.

4 comments:

Zhoen said...

Stunning jacket. Brings out the silver in your hair, and I do think that is a good thing.

Fresca said...

Thanks, I think so too!

Bookworm said...

A lamp with a pineapple base? I want...

poodletail said...

Nice jacket. Right, it's spectacular with your hair.