There are some outfits I’ll never forget, like the get-up I wore on Mr. Brass Knuckles’s and my first date.
It was a Tuesday night and I was supposed to meet Mr. BK at Arlene’s Grocery for an early evening show before dinner at a low-lit Tibetan restaurant (that I later found out he took many girls to. Oh hey-y!). I rushed home from work to change into a ruffled plaid XOXO mini-skirt, thigh-high boots, and a cotton motorcycle jacket. I’d gotten the skirt at Macy’s and the boots and jacket from Beverly Island in Hong Kong. The boots were suede and were partially held up by some long ties that I had to wrap around my legs so tightly they were basically tourniquets. All in the name of love!
In honor of our many years together, the other weekend I assembled this outfit. Only the jacket is the same. I had to part ways with the original thigh-high boots because in general I prefer circulation in my legs, and the skirt got too age-inappropriate.
(Sunnies, Gucci; dress, Patterson J. Kincaid; shirt, J.Crew; jacket, Hong Kong high street; belt, H&M; tights, Wolford; boots, Miu Miu; jewelry, ASOS, Alex+Ani; minaudier, Luella Bartley for Target. Since there are no Targets in New York City, my dear mother bought the minaudier for me when that collection came out. It's pre-smartphone and back in the day it had just enough room for my credit cards, ID, house key and cigarette case).
When I donned the outfit above I asked Mr. BK if it reminded him of anything and he looked at me blankly. When I told him it was similar to the outfit I wore on our first date he shook his head and said, “No, that skirt was plaid.” WOW, Mr. Brass Knuckles remembered! Now that’s what I call complete outfit success! Thanks to that trashy first date outfit we are now a couple of suburban-dwelling MBAs with two kids!
Have a great week, Knuckles!