Evergreen Tulle Sunday...............

Mending from First Friday week is a convalescence by degrees. My lifeless, torpid "post-opening" shuffling lasts for two days. Unsightly purple under eye circles reach a goth degree. By Sunday I'm beginning to get the feeling back in my fingers and toes. Betsey Johnson never disappoints in revving my morale. This dreamy double necklace with a plethora of blazing charms is as heady as a pinch of snuff. Dig it!

Evergreen lycra shift with delicate tulle gives me an infusion of the glamour I crave constantly.

Danskin beneath is older than my past and present employee. By. Many. Years.

Patterned hose, so deco-esque, old stand by kitten heeled faux crocs. Should you hold fingers in front of me, think I'm finally capable of giving you an accurate total. Wheeeeeee!

Made in China!!!!!

Have a wicked crush on this ensemble and as I've explained, it's a really good thing!  Lest you question, they're cheap, they're petroleum based, they're not going anywhere. Wheeeee!




Black and white is as black and white does is this tunic sporting angular front hem. I thought it was a dress. I think not. Perhaps if I were 4'8"............

Intended hose usurped, in a state of emergency, of course, for these tights. Hey, they look good! Tend to slip a bit south, but hey, at what cost? Slipping tights or Chinese postage??? You make the call........

                       Today is National Snoop Dogg Day!!! Not really. Dig it!

Frilly Satin Girl.........

To hell with going "time to toil", I caved after two consecutive days. So what if I'm bent over in a mini skirt in the window or up a 6' ladder. Casualness be damned. I tried. I tried indeed. For naut.



Reveling in my own skin again, I boast this lovely hand wrought poppy potion of diverse fabric and sparkly center bauble by Emily Quane. Magnificent. I have yet another. Black. Very slimming.

Some background into the manufacturer of this little black lace number. Informed should something be not the right fit , even literally, they'd be happy to refund my money. All I'm required to do is send it to the provided address in China, on my dme. Obviously everything's a keeper. Hmmmmmmm, I'm deducing why everything is so inexpensive...... Most fortuitous I find it fetching.

Always get on your hands and knees to clean in a royal satin circle skirt. So Cinderella!

(cleaning on hands and knees not documented)

Crazy............

Crazy.....This can be dually attributed. It's first Friday week so it's a crazy maelstrom of shapeshifting windows and walls. I regretfully must dress down. Flats, jeans.....snoozefest. Attempting to infuse my life with a modicum of something compelling, I configure this mishmash. Oh dear.......





Lively crazy quilt vest (hmmmmmmmm such an affinity). I love crazy quilts for their fusion of fabrics and a consortium of brilliant embroidery.

Clever raw silk birthday gift from my sister. Smart, novel hues: brown, vivid gold, off white. Actually, incongruous gift choice from my sister. But she does send me odd things. Prompted by?

Opaque butter hued hose (a bit saggy, truth be told).

Ancient, but some of my favorite shoes. Woven shoe boots. Now, it's back to more gallery schlepping from point A to point B. Dig it!

Viewed from afar, this ensemble is dreadful. Wheeeee!

Butch Ballerina.......

So darling, innocent Dora Bean spends day 2 with Liz Dineen. Redeem my character and soul in an exemplar ensemble to which she'd better get familiar and attuned.

Had apprised her of the fact that my vast collection of religious jewelry has no baring on my beliefs. Dig it! Necklace by Karan Sipe, rather coyly minimalist from her usual creations.

Now we're talking!

 Padded shouldered denim biker jacket over grey tank. Back features smart detail.

What's a rig of mine without a bit of dichotomy present? Bring forth the blue-grey pearl encrusted voile tutu skirt. Wheeeeeee!

Grey tights and switch blade pointed lace ups complete todays look. Better hunker down for some major fashion volatility Dora Bean..............

On My Best Behavior..........

Was approached by a high school teacher proposing that I try out an intern that was interested in pursuing an art career after graduating. She's 16 years old and free help! I wanted to make a good impression and not be too wacko during our initial interfacing. Hence this suffocatingly conservative
ensemble.


                           Beth Clark brass tube beads and river rocks are creative and staid.
First of all, this mustard oddity resembles a mattress cover and something Barbara Bush would wear.

Quaintness ensues with this unflattering long, bulky, sweater skirt. Dijon and cream stripes.
Oh please...........

Salvation cometh in the form of these bronze shoe boots by Type Z. Clever. Quite.
Oh dear, but the hose. I must euthanize these unsightly beasts. This brings down the curtain on my character shape shifting and out of body experience. Little Dora Bean better steel herself for the real me tomorrow. I can't do this again. Seriously...............

Orange is the New Blue............

Frisky with perkiness or perky with friskiness, this brazen hued bat wing, skinny sleeved, thin jersey top makes me buoyant. Added plus, uber jammy-esque.

Unearthed this Pier One treasure (what the?) from the ethnic themed section of accessories. Told you, OCD is really handy for some things.

                                                     Street value...........25cents. Dig it!





            Royal, mock suede skinnys are a narcoleptic match with the stripes in my top. Yawn.

Oh wait, it gets worse, some how.......

Shoes and socks equal super stupid. Wheeeeeeee!