This is not an outfit

I love the weather right now. What has made it more perfect is that it rained for three or four days this past week and cleared the air. I am one of those nerds with allergies, so I was grateful for that.

I've been outside a lot.

I'm also trying to get back on the Singer. I had taken a long hiatus due to an unreasonable fear of sewing. I suddenly became self-conscious about my abilites after a few small failed projects. Today I modified a vintage skirt, and it was only a partial failure! I'll have to ease back into the whole thing. And on a more practical note, stock up on thread.

P.S. -- When I went to Manhattan at the beginning of the month, I wore the above shoes and apparently got several double takes. I was surprised -- I expected New Yorkers to be less phased by gaudy footwear. Am I crazy for thinking that?

wiggle your big toe

This morning I was walking my dog, thinking about sneakers. I'm kind of in need of a new pair. Lately I've been wearing my vintage blue Nike's to DEATH, since I haven't another "dress" pair to speak of.

It seems like all sneakers that I come across in my day-to-day shopping life are hopelessly large and chunky, or neutral and blah, or decidedly fugly. I've been wanting a brightly colored pair with a slim profile, which seems to be a tall order for some reason. Then I thought, What about the Uma style from Kill Bill? I know it's cliche, but I still like them. And apparently the craze has not died down yet, because they were sold out in all shapes and sizes at the website I went to. Even the ones that sort of looked like these, but in a sand/grey colorway were sold out. This pair will be in my dreams for a while.

I don't know what it is with me and wrestling shoes/hightops. Maybe it's an eighties thing.