I spent last Saturday morning at Porter Flea for Summer 2014, which was held at Track 1 in the Chestnut Hill neighborhood. Porter Flea is an artisan market showcasing the best of Nashville's modern handmade apparel and accessories, home goods, furniture, jewelry, prints, posters, paper goods, as well as packaged consumable goods from several local makers, millers, and bakers.Read More
This week is dedicated to hands in general and second hands in particular. The second hands of time, the second chances for a hand in Orthopaedic Therapy, and "second-hand" in its most traditional sense.
I thought it would be fitting to visit Opry Mills Mall in an almost entirely thrifted outfit. Continuing with the theme of stepping out of my comfort zone I'm mixing patterns and sporting a Mandarin jacket to boot. It's a Member Ladies High Fashion (no, I've never heard of them either). I picked it up at Music City Thrift a few weeks ago and my husband thought it would look too "costumey", but I think I've proven him wrong. I paired it with this black and white mandarin collared tunic, also thrifted, no label. Both have a subtle floral pattern in approximately the same scale, which shouldn't work, but somehow does. The jeans are Nine West and also thrifted. They also happen to be my favorite pair.
The only items in the picture that aren't thrifted are the jewelry, which is from Stein Mart and my wonderfully talented friend Charisse, the argyle socks from Target, and the shoes. They seemed appropriate to the rest of the outfit and were purchased at Payless in the very same mall.
Sadly, the Mercedes I'm posing with is not mine. However, it does a good job of showing how short and petite I really am. I doubt my feet would reach the pedals. I can hardly wait for that thrilling moment when I start to shrink even further.
Well, not exactly.
Next month I will be celebrating my 52nd birthday. I'm not depressed or upset by it, but I do feel a pressing sense that time is running out for me to accomplish everything I'm planning to achieve before my warranty expires. So, in that vein, I'm going to venture outside of my comfort zone and try a few things I've always been afraid would look ridiculous. There will be successes and there will be failures, and I will be the first one to point them both out.
I'm standing in front of Nashville's iconic Exit Inn night club. The wall behind me is actually a who's who of predominantly rock royalty that have graced the club with their performances. I've never been - they used to be inaccessible - but I plan on trying to check them out soon.
I'm wearing all white (terrifying), sleeveless (mortifying), and wearing florals to boot (mystifying). But I'm being brave about my leukophobia, anthrophobia, and cellulitephobia! Here I am in a white peplum top by Premise. I've always has big arms so I normally steer very clear of sleeveless tops and elasticized waistbands but this one is cut in such a way that it really works for my body type. Here are my white jeans from Chico's making their inaugural appearance. They are very comfy and fit just right. I do think they're still a tad too long and probably need to go back to Ann Rich to be hemmed even shorter. The floral scarf is from Shi. I was visiting my friend Matty there recently and I confessed that I was clueless as to how to wear a scarf. He draped it on me just so and said, "Like that". The beautiful silver multicolored cuff is from Stein Mart. The bandage on my other wrist is from Vanderbilt Orthopaedic Hand Clinic - more on that in the future. I'm reprising my metallic pewter skull clutch, also from Shi, as are the ZigiSoho metallic pewter spiked shoes from several seasons ago.