MOVIE STARLET INSPIRATION, AND THE DRUNKEN SHOE HUMP

Hello Knuckles!

One weird example (among many) that proves I am turning into my mother is my upper-arm phobia.  I rarely wear tank tops or sleeveless things.  I don't even try on sleeveless things anymore because every time I think, This would look so much better with sleeves.  I think the last sleeveless thing I wore was my wedding dress, and when I look at my wedding photos now I think, That would've looked so much better with sleeves.

However, this past week I took inspiration from an old photo of Jennifer Aniston looking amazing in a black vest worn as a shirt:

(Sunnies, Target; vest (old) and skirt (new), H&M; belt, Banana Republic; shoes, Barneys Co-Op; necklace, J.Crew Factory; purse, Elliott Lucca; bracelets, Alex+Ani)

Speaking of weddings, these were my wedding shoes!  I found these while browsing at Barneys.  I was a very nonchalant bride and they felt right for a beach wedding, so I tried them on and asked the lady next to me if she liked them.  She said (and I'll never forget this because she was also very nonchalant), Well, they look good on your feet.  

I wore the shoes for most of the reception and they were surprisingly comfy.  Or at least comfy enough to get me over the drunken shoe hump; you know that thing when you're having such a good time that you cease experiencing pain until the next morning when your feet look and feel like they've been gnawed on by piranhas?

Have a great weekend, Knuckles!  Muchos besitos!

UPPER ARM FAIL

On Sunday it was so warm we packed a picnic and took the kids to one of our favorite local parks.

After a lovely meal of sandwiches, raspberries, and salt-and-vinegar potato chips, the entire family checked out the jungle gym:

including a certain spaghetti-armed weakling:

Oh MAN!  It seriously took every bit of teeth-gritting effort to pathetically hurl myself across a few rungs.  Long ago were the days of jogging and pilates -- this body is no longer a temple, but an outhouse.  The whole experience bizarrely reminded me of this old Charles Atlas ad: 

Where did this ad come from and why does my subconscious know about it?  Did I see it in an Archie comic book from like 1812?  I actually had to Google it.  It reminds me of something Dan Clowes would draw.  Sadly I am Joe, he of the ill-fitting high-waisted red trunks in dire need of Dynamic Tension....

I rarely wear shorts, but it was so hot that it was a good time to pull out my Imitation of Christ short-alls.  I believe these were S/S 2006 and I bought them at Barneys Co-Op after seeing them in the catalog:

Short-alls, Imitation of Christ, $(I don't remember)

I wore these short-alls the day after my wedding, when Mr. Brass Knuckles and I drove from our beautiful wedding location in Longboat Key, Florida to our first honeymoon destination, Disney World.  That morning we shared a romantic first meal as a married couple on the balcony of our honeymoon suite.  I remember sitting on his lap, enjoying the view and the salty air, and we were talking about how happy we were when all the sudden a giant, mangy black crow swooped down onto the railing not two feet from where we were sitting, and we were like UHHHHH.....

 Our 2nd meal as a married couple was at a Boston Market in a strip mall somewhere between Sarasota and Orlando.  Say what you will, their fusilli mac and cheese is delicious.

On Sunday I wore the short-alls with my favorite pair of comfy, go-to summer sandals that came out last year as part of the Dolce Vita for Target line,

Sandals, Dolce Vita for Target, $39.99

and my Carrera Champion Aviator glasses:

Sunglasses, Carrera, $109

Mr. Brass Knuckles got me these sunglasses for my birthday a few years ago.  Lady Gaga's Bad Romance video had just come out, and I said he could buy me one of two things, her Benjamin Cho polar bear coat:

or the sunglasses: 

I was very happy with Mr. Brass Knuckles' choice -- I would've only worn that coat a few times, and I wear these sunglasses all the time!  Amirite?  Love tap!

Good night, little Knuckles!