A Nice Old Bag

No, not me silly-the purse!

I like accessories that can do double-duty, and having a large coin purse affixed to the front of a bag is my idea of convenient. No more fumbling around in a dark bag looking for a quarter to feed the metre. Yes, it is otherwise boring looking, but the feature makes it more attractive in my eyes. Sure, I reached "Peak handbag" a long time ago, but when something this useful comes along, I must make an exception.

(Sorry, squinting in the sun)

I'm still looking for a pair of trousers that don't make me feel like A) I'm wearing a sausage casing, or B) My husband's clothes. I'm just too damn short for them, generally, but now that the fashion is to have them pool about your ankles I can look on-trend and stupid. Thank you, Instagram. Before the Internet I just looked like an eccentric old lady in poor fitting trousers. 

 I like the idea of a disco-ish belt with tweed trousers and a polyester shirt. It shouldn't work, and yet...

Outfit Particulars:

Tweed trousers (fully lined, and have a matching waistcoat)-Hand-Me-Ups

Vintage polyester Act III blouse-Goodwill

Belt-Sequels, Council Bluffs

Handbag-Goodwill

Coldwater Creek jacket-Goodwill (.99 cents!)

Earrings-Can't remember

Know what else shows up around the same time I reach for wool trousers?

Bambi.

This fawn (and its sibling) were less than a foot from me on the trail at Fontenelle Forest. I was wary as I didn't feel like being charged by Mum or Dad, but they weren't around. Consider this a reminder if you live in the Northern hemisphere that deer like nothing better than jumping in the road, and it seems to peak around October and November. Just slow down if you're out around dusk or dawn, and know that even if you don't see them, they are there. 

This is a bad photo of my dirty penny loafers. Mim had mentioned liking loafers, but not being familiar with the practise of putting pennies in them. This has fallen out of fashion in the US, but being the sort of person that still stoops to pick up a penny off the sidewalk, I'm of the belief that those two cents might come in handy. Besides, bending to pull a penny from your shoe for someone needing it for a purchase is second only in nerd-street-cred to pulling a slide rule from your handbag when asked if you have a calculator. Now get off my lawn you damn kids. 

Do you hear something under the boardwalk? 

 ...must have been the wind. Or zombies. You never know.

Hand-made duck purse. Not surprisingly, it gets compliments in nature centres. 

I had to get "Old Man" shades that fit over my specs as they were unable to make a matching clip when I had the lenses made. I will probably turn one of my other frames into prescription sunnies, but until then, well, you know. Get off my lawn, etc. etc. Oh, and bring me a beer on your way back. Damn lazy kids. 

Hope you have a nice weekend.