Mono(tonous)Chrome

I'm like a stuck record of late-black, white, repeat. Which reminds me of my favourite joke:

Q:  Pete, and Re-Pete are sitting on a fence. Pete falls off, so who is left?
A:  Re-Pete.
Q: OK. Pete and Re-Pete are sitting on a fence...

Damn, I love that joke. Anyhoo, here I am with Re-Pete, doing more variations on the monochrome. Partly it is out of my desire to wear my white shoes and bags as much as possible before the season is over. I'll happily wear white trousers after Labour Day, but shoes and a bag are pushing it. In Nebraska anyway-it might be easier to pull off in a warm climate.

We're in full-Fair mode around here as the days tick down. This weekend is the Lancaster County Fair in Lincoln, as well as the final days of the Sarpy County Fair. I like to check out the smaller county fairs so I can size-up the potential competition for the State Fair in Grand Island. The Lancaster County Fair is a rather nice one, held at the Events Centre with adequate parking in a paved lot. That might not sound like a big deal until you ruin a pair of shoes trudging through a muddy field. Danny has finished his canning for the fair this week with a pickled mushroom and onion salad with malt vinegar and brown sugar. He's perfected his breads, cinnamon rolls, and tonight treated us to a white cake that was a bit like an angel food crossed with a butter pound cake. I'd give it a blue ribbon, but I guess that's why they don't let your mother award the ribbons. Anyway, I have one final batch of cherry vinegar to bottle up for the year and then the canner can go back into storage until I'm up to my ears in green tomatoes at the end of the growing season. That's typically about October for us.

Perhaps if there were a prize for drawing on my eyebrows evenly I could feel motivated to at least, try. I don't know...by the time I get finished pulling hairs off my chin, drawing on lips that don't make me look like the Joker, and wiping off all the mascara that managed to get on my eyelid rather than the lashes...well I just can't spend another 30 seconds screwing around with eyebrows. I am very seriously considering having them tattooed on. If I do, I'm having" DNR" tattooed to my chest at the same time. When you're young you get inked to be fashionable. At my age, you do it to avoid eyepencil and heroic measures to resuscitate you.

I mean, I have a lot of chest to work with. Maybe something like,
                                                          Do NOT Resuscitate
                                                                       and
                                                     Get the hell off my lawn tits.

Something to think about anyway.

Outfit Particulars:
Jersey knit dress-Goodwill
Vintage Naturalizer shoes-Thrift World
Vintage handbag-Goodwill
Hat-K Mart
Vintage milk glass bracelet-Hand-Me-Ups
Earrings-Hand-Me-Ups
Flower-Tiff and Tam
Fragrance-Mademoiselle Guerlain (This shit is so sweet I'm probably developing diabetes just wearing it).

 This bracelet has matching ear-climber earrings which I've yet to wear.

What I can't capture trying to photograph this bag is how opalescent the vinyl is. It practically glimmers in the sun. I paid $3.99 for it, which is an absurdly good steal. It was dingy, but nothing that some dishsoap and water couldn't fix. It blows my mind how people will pass by a perfectly good bag because it looks a little scuffed or dirty. If the interior looks OK, I'm happy enough to give a few minutes of my time to a bag that would sell for much more in a vintage shop (after someone else cleaned it up). 

Another day, another monochrome outfit. The bow came undone and is hanging loose, so if you're thinking that looks stupid-you're correct. Why do I only notice these things days after the fact when I go to load photos? 

Outfit Particulars:

80's Esprit dress-bought it new, can't remember where (probably Field's)

Vintage Naturalizer shoes-Thrift World

Vintage handbag-Goodwill

Black bangle-Imaginarium

Brooch-Hand-Me-Ups

Earrings-Hand-Me-Ups

Fragrance-Apres l'Ondee (kinda "meh" but Danny was happy to have it-it smells better on him),

I won't bother asking you to guess at what this is. When I went to can the cherry vinegar, I found a fully grown vinegar "Mother" floating on top. Bonus! I quickly threw it into a bowl with white wine and some water and in a few weeks I should have homemade vinegar. Like a sourdough starter, it can be used indefinitely unless you kill it. I'm rather excited by this. 

I hope this isn't the start of something sci-fi-ish where it grows a brain and then climbs out of the bowl to try and kill us. I could probably out-run it, seeing as it would be quite drunk sitting in all that wine. 

 We spotted these at the library garden. How can such a pretty little bug be so destructive?

 I livened-up the monochrome with a pale pink shawl. I don't think it helped. Sigh. This is a pretty eyelet dress, but the light just wasn't cooperating.

 I'd smile, but I'm busy holding up this wall. Gosh, I'm exhausted.

Outfit Particulars:

Eyelet dress-Goodwill

Shoes-K Mart

Vintage Corocraft earrings-Thrift World

Bracelet-Hand-Me-Ups

Beaded purse-Thrift World

Shawl-Goodwill

Ring-Goodwill

Fragrance-Boucheron Place Vendome perfume and body lotion

Uh oh...I let go of the wall. I'd better get out of here before it comes crashing down. 

I'll leave you with an action shot of the jersey dress in motion. 

I hope you're having a lovely weekend.