"Put on a Jumpsuit, We're Going to Play Pinball!"

 This is becoming a Sunday routine, heading over to Bronco's Burgers to play the pinball machines. It wasn't deliberate, but once again, I am wearing a jumpsuit. I wonder if the teenagers behind the counter are muttering, "Hey, here comes jumpsuit lady to play pinball." Probably not, teenagers don't notice anything unless it happens on a screen.

 This is one of my favourite jackets, though it is terribly out of my comfort zone. The colour is so striking, and the sequins are nicely arranged-my only disappointment is that it is sewn on a rather tacky jersey material. If this had been silk or even a good synthetic it would have been a treasure. Instead, it is something I can wear casually for trips to the Broncos for pinball.

I used to be rather good at pinball, but these days I'm more of a spectator. Danny is quite good at it, which is nice as it now costs .50 cents a game.

"That's my boy!"


Outfit Particulars:

Black jumpsuit-K Mart
Green and black Bob Mackie jacket-Goodwill
Black 50's beads-Hand-Me-Ups
Clogs-Dillards
Bracelets-K Mart
Earrings-K Mart
Belt-Shop Ko
1960's tapestry coat (part of an ensemble) Thrifted years ago in Illinois
Fragrance-Halston (which was probably what I was wearing to play pinball in the 70's)

Someday, I will wear the dress and coat together as the Hong Kong dressmaker intended. It is a lovely set, I'm sure the woman it was made for looked elegant in it. I'll go out on a limb, and guess she didn't wear it to play pinball.


That was Sunday, come Monday it was back to homeschooling chic, that is-skirt, blouse and cardigan.

I like to be dressed, without being dressed-up. My only chore was a quick trip to the post, but as I have two wardrobes filled with clothes, it seems silly to skip an opportunity to wear them.

By the time we got home, Danny was burning up with fever and had a cough. I swear, he was fine one moment, and then...not.  He's had fluids, and rest but I guess what he really needs is time to recuperate. I'm lucky he isn't difficult when he's poorly-some children can really run their parents ragged. I think I was a terrible pain in the behind when I was his age. Probably caught something from the pinball game. 

"Some tacky Americana for you Ma'am?" 

Why yes, please!

I don't know why I like this sort of thing as much as I do, but there you have it. I'm still not likely to deck myself out in a star-spangled nationalistic display, but I do like Bald Eagles, and colonial period symbols. If I could find a purse emblazoned with the Liberty Bell, I'd probably buy it. 

This bag, and the tapestry one just like it hardly get used outside the house as they hold my rolled-up tights. As great as they are for storage, sometimes an outfit demands their use, and then I have to scramble finding a place for my tights. I hate that. Anyone have a genius storage idea for tights? I'd love to hear it. 

And then of course, the boots. My favourite knee socks made an appearance as well. 

Outfit Particulars:

1980's silk blouse-Goodwill

Vintage Designer Originals (when they were still made in NH) cardigan-had it for ages

Red skirt-Thrift World

190's tooled leather belt-Goodwill reserve (everything .99 cents)

Nine West knee socks-bought in the 90's

Boots-K Mart

1970's Americana bucket bag-Hand-Me-Ups

Fragrance-Jean Nate splash and body lotion (I feel so...invigourated! and I smell just like lemon curd on a scone. I don't remember it smelling this sweet, and I wouldn't buy it again, but damn it makes me want to go to the track...)