What Are You Waiting For?

See? I keep telling Mr. ETB that I'll get around to wearing everything I own-eventually. So Fifteen years ago when I insisted that I "had to have this necklace", I wasn't being impulsive-I had a plan all along! True, the plan wasn't to put it away and forget about it for fifteen years, but hey-I finally got around to it.

I'd seen it in the case at a "better" antique dealer, and before it came out from beneath glass Mr. ETB did that barely audible (except to me) groan that says, "This will cost more than a good bottle of scotch." He was right (that time) and all these years later I'd be loathe to fork over real cash for some bauble (age does all kinds of strange things to your ideas about money) but I felt downright glam-or-us wearing this little delicate piece of Deco adornment.

I like nice things, but I don't like paying real money for them, that's why I thrift. I still get nice things, and the bottle of scotch.

Lest I make the same mistake again, I made sure to wear this brooch the same week I bought it. This was .99 cents which is a bit more my speed these days.

 Still, it might make sense to hold back a bit in my purchases (even at .99 cents) as it seems I wear the same pieces over and over-like these earrings, and this bracelet. Nothing wrong with having favourites, but it does make the rest of the collection seem pointless...at least until that day when I finally wear the item. Most things don't take fifteen years to make it into rotation.

Yeah, my thoughts exactly.

So you're probably wondering why I got all gussied up in my ruffled dress and sparkly necklace. Well, I mean, the sun was shining. *Shrug* That's good enough for me. I don't believe in waiting for an occasion. I've been in enough thrift stores to see all the perfect, unused tablecloths, silver, "good" china, and so on to know that waiting for an occasion is not a risk worth taking. Have it? Use it, and enjoy it. I forgot my blue necklace, I didn't save it for "someday."

Big boobs and ruffles really don't go together-at all. Since when has that stopped me? I love this dress, though I do wish it didn't have that damn ruffle across/under the bust. This is a dress that will someday become a skirt, but for now I just keep squeezing the knockers into place and hoping for the best when I do up the zip. I wouldn't try that with the pneumatic sort (of knockers). I could barely breathe. On the positive side, if I did collapse and require resuscitating, the chest compressions are already started. We won't even talk about the heavy duty-elastic required to hoist 'em up over my navel in the first place. Like wearing a crane, it is.

Outfit Particulars:

90's dress-Chadwick's of Boston-Thrifted
Art Deco necklace-antique store in Chicago suburbs
Milk glass bracelet-Hand-Me-Ups
Clip earrings-Thrifted
Grape cluster brooch-thrifted

What about you dearies? Do you wear/use everything as soon as you get it, or do you put things away for special occasions?

 Goodness no, this dress did not need ruffles. When I run the world (and believe me dearies, my day will come) I'm outlawing ruffles except on sleeves, hems, and high collars.

 

My photographer was busy (though suspiciously quiet, so maybe I ought to go see what he's up to?)so apologies for the mirror shots.

It is only Monday, which means we have the whole week ahead of us...but first I have to get down off the top step of this stool.

See you later!