Last Thursday was Community Service Day at work, so we all took a bus to a camp for inner-city kids in the suburbs.
I was on team woodchips, which was a great job but would've been slightly more pleasant had it not been 50 degrees and raining.
I knew it would rain, so I unfortunately had to break the clothing fast to purchase a raincoat. I tried to borrow one first, I swear! But none of my friends or family own any raingear (apparently the Knuckles clan is not very outdoorsy).
Lest you think I took this opportunity to buy a Burberry trench, let it be known that I went to Target and looked for the cheapest, most utilitarian thing I could find. It was super slim pickings, but I was determined not to leave without a raincoat so I scoured every department until I found this little number on the clearance rack:
Raincoat, Target. Note two things in this photo: 1) the price tag, clearance, a mere $8.98; 2) the claim "Water Resistant." Perhaps this claim is valid if you are running from your car to the movie theater in a light sprinkle, or if you are casually strolling through an outdoor mall during a spring shower. This claim does NOT apply to 5 hours durations of woodchip shoveling in a hard pour.
There's nothing very cute about this raincoat, but I was pleasantly surprised that I found one in yellow (actually, it was the only raincoat in my size in the entire store). Mostly because I have been obsessing about yellow and pink this spring:
Illamasqua, Rare, $14; Thakoon for Nars, Anardana, $18; both at Sephora
Trousers, Preen, Net-a-porter.com, $735
Sail dress, Zero + Maria Cornejo, Shopbop.com, $626.50
Becky silk jacket, Rebecca Minkoff, Piperlime.com, $348
Scooter Sporty Platform Shoes, Topshop, $156
On Sunday we took the kids to the Chicago Botanic Garden, and I was feeling inspired by all this color so I pulled out a pair of hi-waisted pants I haven't worn in years:
Pink pants, Judy Rosen, $(I don't remember)
I bought these at the Mini Mini-Market on Bedford Ave ages ago, back when I was still making handbags in my apartment. I used to sell them to the Mini Mini-Market on consignment and would obsessively check if they'd sold. Also, Mr. Brass Knuckles (just boyfriend Brass Knuckles then) lived upstairs in the girdle factory, so needless to say I was in the Mini Mini-Market a lot.
I wore the pants with an H&M sweater that has what CoStar calls "Princess Sleeves" because they are puffy, like on a Disney Princess dress:
Extra points if you know all their first names (you think this is easy, but unless you have a
3-year-old daughter there is no reason why you should know Sleeping Beauty's first name).
Finally, I wore my trusty Dolce Vita for Target sandals and a stack of black jelly bracelets. I found these bracelets at a Claire's boutique a few years ago. They remind me of elementary school, and they look surprisingly chic now.
It was a lovely day for frolicking in secret gardens:
and riding in (and pulling) our pimped out canopy wagon:
Have a wonderful evening, little Knuckles!