Let's talk about neglected items instead, starting with this lovely little Walborg evening bag. It is roomier than it appears, having space to accommodate all my necessities. If memory serves, it was on a shelf with scarves and hats at Hand-Me-Ups. Could have easily missed it.
Sitting on the stairs looking like a moody teenager.
Suede skirt and boots are vintage. Sweater came from Kohls around 2005. It is wool with metallic thread shot through. Sort of a timeless style with the giant cowl neck.
70s velour Vanity Fair robe that everyone's mother had (in the US anyway). My mother's was brown (how very 70s). I'm not sure how I feel about it, but as a neglected piece it only seemed fair to give it another chance.
This 70s Sears robe definitely isn't going anywhere. I mean, come on-green!
Plenty of casual attire as I recuperate. Another sparkly sweater, this one from the 80s.
This one is getting packed away until warmer weather returns.
I didn't leave the house like this. I changed into proper shoes first 😀
I did a dairy free/diabetic sugar-free makeover to blueberry muffins. Almond flour is versatile, and turns what would otherwise be nutritionally lacking into a protein rich treat. Aldi has almond flour that's much less expensive than what I'd been buying, and every bit as good. Or so I'm told-I just bake the stuff.
The panettone were baked with regular flour and sugar as the diabetic doesn't care for it. The second one is in the freezer.
Runzas/Bierocks (cabbage and beef in bread dough) made sugar free and with rye flour. I have so much rye flour left from fair baking that I need to use it in novel ways. This was a good combination. Next time might try some ground caraway.
Also bought Dan two pair of alpaca socks as he'd been admiring mine (mine have held up for years). They're a good investment, and warm. Had a chance to speak with the alpaca farmer and tell her how much I appreciate the socks all winter. She invited us to come visit the farm, and as it is closer by than I'd known, we're going to take her up on the invite. Anything we can do outdoors is welcome, and who doesn't love alpacas. They're such sweet animals. Very much looking forward to that.
The Ghost of Christmas Past. I started a tradition as a joke putting an Easter Peep into the Christmas candy dish. This year I've trapped a ghost left from Halloween. Those chocolate Father Christmas candies are Rohan (from France), and are delicious. I bought them as decorations, and it is taking every bit of strength I possess to resist eating them in a single go. That's the danger of using good chocolate as holiday decor.
There's nothing prettier than red cabbage on a blue plate. Fight me, white plate people.
Dan selected these when he was about four. They were in the after Christmas sales which is obviously the best time to purchase holiday items.
There's more, but I won't bore you with dish patterns. This time of year I try to make an effort with meal presentation as it is cold, dreary, and the food tends to be photogenic things like chili and curry. A fun plate/bowl goes a long way.
Back to outfits.
I really nailed the 70s look with clog boots and a denim skirt though.
Holiday brooch time.
The wall is up.
I like this perspective-it makes me look like a giant!
The copper belt was another find sitting in a bin of scarves and odds and ends. It needed some small repairs, but for $3.99 I was happy to do them. I've always wanted a copper band belt, but knew eventually I'd find one in a thrift store. I'm good at resisting the temptation to purchase things online.
My awkward attempt to show brooch, belt, earrings, and bracelet in one photo. I'm never going to be the person that labours over photographs. Sorry.
This Betsey Johnson bag is falling apart, and needs to go. I love it, but it has lived a good long life of use and can now be stripped for4 interesting parts and disposed of. The body itself is worn, so there's not much I can do for it.
What I'm not doing is re-donating it to the thrift store. At some point, people need to just dispose of things. I'm finding worse and worse stuff hitting the sales floor because people are essentially donating garbage. If it is too trashed for use, recycle what you can for parts and then dispose of it. (lecture over).
Another holiday brooch. I'm making an effort to get them worn this year.
Dressed for the cold and don't care how ridiculous it looks.
Vintage Scottish cashmere sweater over a cheap poloneck from H&M. Balance, I guess.
I'm not sure a hunting cap will ever be fashionable, even in Nebraska-but it is very warm. The ear flaps snap up and make for a different, albeit still strange sort of look.
Don't typically wear the Dale of Norway sweater in November, but it has been stupid cold.
Not willing to freeze for fashion. The cardigan and wool poloneck beneath are both items I've had for decades. I shrunk both of them for Dan when he was little. Now that he's grown, and I've shrunk, I'm taking them back to wear. Funny how life goes, isn't it. The Dale cardigan was something my father purchased for me, but it didn't involve any boat rides in rough seas to Nantucket. It did involve a car ride to Northern Wisconsin. Something about him dragging me out in the cold and ending with the purchase of a wool sweater seems to be a theme that runs through my relationship with him. He once bought my husband a coat in Maine, and me some flannel sheet in New Hampshire. Hmmm. Anyway, warm cardigan courtesy of Dad and Dale of Norway.
Maybe I shrunk this one a little too well! OK, let's call them 3/4 sleeves and maybe no one will know differently.
Not sure where the pendant is from. It is unmarked. Feels Scandinavian to me.
A dramatic jacket demands a dramatic photo. I did my best.
Beaded jacket on silk. Impossible to photograph.
It is heavy! Sort of like wearing a stylish weighted blanket.
Time for the red coat
Want to buy some small, fenced, electronics? How about a watch?
See you next time.