Tuesday, July 21

Ode to the Waistcoat.......

Knowledge of my penchant for another time (1800s), is often reiterated. I've always adored the waistcoat, principally for being a man's garment. Dig it!
Dove grey of heavy brushed cotton. This bombardment of vests when it's a thousand degrees out? Huh?

Yes, bottom button is afoot. Do I care? I think not.

Back is not as compelling as I deduced. Just a flaccid black bow. ZZZZZ.

Scintillating skirt by Leifsdottir, brilliantly clever, and from days of tangible currency. What a concept!

Hypothesize this cheesiness is going to turn my neck green in the next 5 minutes. Rock on!