Style On the Fly

Life's busy, but what's new? A quick & dirty (ok, ridiculously muddy is more like it) recap of style happenings in my little world...

Rain boots: perfect timing. Just when I thought I wouldn't need them any more, the skies opened up. The Bean is very happy when Mama puts on her boots, too, so we can stomp in puddles.

Necessities purchased: been in the market for new, ah, foundation garments, as mine are nearly dead. Because I can't seem to ever get to a brick and mortar store, I went back to Ye Olde Vicki's. I was addicted to her stuff in college (even went so far as to buy matching "sets" with 3 girlfriends - yeah, we were wierd), but haven't worn it in forever. Am looking forward to a comfy new robe, though.

Fallout from the Pink Pumps: I never did find a pair, but have been having a lovely exchange with Kassie from simply soles. Am very much looking forward to a designer event coming up with the creative lead from Butter. Maybe I'll buck the economy and indulge in these pretty preppy flats.

The Ultimate Bargain: if you haven't already, sign up for DC-based CityShopGirl's daily emails. Yesterday, this gem arrived: the J. Crew Distribution Center in Lynchburg, VA, is holding an open house of sorts - 13 June 10-6, 14 June 2-6, current items up to 70% off. Hmmm...sounds like it might be time for a Papa-Bean Day, so Mama can hit the store!

Need: Rainboots, ASAP

Every time I help The Bean pull on her bright pink L.L. Bean rainboots (with the convenient handles to make it a "bahg! bagh!" when not wearing them - a girl after her mama's heart, where everything turns into a purse), she says, "Mama boot!"

And I have to tell her "Mama doesn't have any boots."

Well, she does, but she can't find them. Somewhere in the nether regions of our condo is a pair of ridiculously useful duck boots - 9", I think. I love them. But I wore them at some point 2 winters ago, and now I can't find them.

So Mama has no boots.

I should hoof it to Target and find a cheap-o - ahem - frugally chic - pair, but word has it that the frugally chic pairs they're selling, well, they stink. Like rubber. So I'm going to take this as a "you get what you pay for" (sometimes) sign, and go to my fave outdoor store. It's about time I ordered them online and just had them in hand.

Now...to choose between classic Wellington green and over-the-top seafood...

Style Poll: Rainy Day Doldrums

I'll admit it. I'm one of those wacko people who absolutely adores a rainy day. The old Eddie Rabbit standard "I Love a Rainy Night" plays gleefully over and over in my head. Ba-da-da-da-da...

I love lightning

I love thunder

I love puddles and rivers overflowing (within reason and that they don't cause any harm).

I love raincoats and rainboots (note to self: go buy fun pair of rainboots. NOW.)

But 1) I realize I'm practically the only one, and 2) this morning it just ain't workin' for me. Grouchier than grouch. And not even coffee and my apple green cashmere shell can pull me out of it.

So what - other than a pair of fun rainboots or a child's raincoat - pulls you out of a rainy day funk?