Day: Friday, December 28, 2012 (if my memory isn't failing me).
Where: Lunch out with the family to Applebee's. Mr. Dina received a gift card there from a client.
Ease of Wear: (4.5 of 5 stars--5 being the most easy to wear.) Not sweats, so not a 5 for ease of wear, but OMG, this outfit, for all its frilly twee-ness is so easy to wear. The Tria skirt (one of Anthropologie's best ever) is a stretchy knit wool, plus the (largest sized 13-14) mini Boden Nordic Applique t-shirt is made from very soft cotton.
Even my high-heeled Frye boots were comfortable.
Cool Factor: (3.5 of 5 stars--5 being the coolest.) If I was an Anthro blogger, I would rate this a 5 of 5, but since I am not, I think we all have to admit that it takes a definite strong personality type to willingly wear ruffles, lace, thick tights, an appliqued Scandinavian floral tee, Heidi braids, and an over the top cloche out in public. I am not a wallflower, so everyone knows. ;)
I don't anticipate the Sartorialist or his love, Garance Dore, jumping out of the bushes to take a photograph of CW or me in this particular ensemble.
Anecdote from the day: Mr. Dina showed up at 11 am at the house and announced that the work servers were down and he wanted to do something. I was still in my PJs (I know, quelle horreur!), but quickly got my act together, as I was going a bit stir crazy.
He told me he was going to take me to Applebee's, which I like, and he doesn't (he also hates Ruby Tuesday, the Olive Garden, and Red Lobster...I don't care, I like to eat...). I told him we would find something his delicate self could handle. LOL. I was able to get a drink with his gift card (Mojito, yum), and we still had four dollars on the gift card after our entire order was placed. So we purchased four mini-sundaes with brownies for a dollar a piece. They were very very good. Much better than the rest of the meal. ;)
CW, btw, loved that I wore the same tee. Because she is four. We'll see how she feels about it at 12.*
*When I was growing up, there was this mother/daughter pair that always went to daily mass dressed up like each other. But the daughter wasn't four, she was forty-four. That's right, 4-4. It was a bit weird.
You all have a great night!
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