Good morning Knuckles!

I hope you all had a wonderful weekend.  Mr. Brass Knuckles and I got to go on a date on Saturday night.  It was relatively warm so we decided to brave the line at The Violet Hour for cocktails and sliders.

(Sunnies, new, Target; jacket, Elle; peplum top, vintage; leather skirt, new, Boundary & Co., tights, Wolford; shoes, Aldo; purse, a very wrinkled Fendi; belt and necklace, H&M; bracelets, Alex+Ani.  I look a little bit like an Ewok in this outfit).

Lately I feel like I've been slacking a bit on blogging.  Even though I've been blogging for almost a year, it still feels pretty new.  Unlike serious bloggers I don't have a planned editorial calendar or anything so I have to admit that even my modest two-posts-per-week goal is sometimes a stretch.  

That said, I'm not ready to throw in the towel because The Covert Boutique, at least in its current incarnation, can probably only survive a few more years.  This is out of respect for CoStar.  I don't care what you say, no middle-schooler wants a mom with a fashion blog!  If her friends caught wind of it, I'm sure she'd be mortified.  

Since she's so young, I've been very careful about protecting CoStar's identity but who knows?  Maybe when she's older she'll start her own fashion blog or augmented reality space or whatever else new technology will be imprinted on our eyeballs, and then I will happily lend her my vintage clothes and share the memories behind them (but not the boozy ones, she doesn't need to know those).  

Or perhaps she will start a physics blog.  That would be better.

Have a great week, Knuckles!


  1. Hahaha love your writing style, CoStar is lucky to have such a funny and fashionable mom!



    1. Hehe, thank you Carina!! BTW love your blog! Your style is always effortlessly amazing!!


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