Anyone else stalking the retail jungle for a warm weather uniform? I’ve been yanking cashmere v-necks up over my head, rapidly, a lot of late. Time to haul home more spring-suitable gear. So, a couple of weekends ago, I looked at sandals to wear with my herds of trousers.
I tried these on at Saks. Tod’s.
And these at Neiman Marcus by Marni.
Block heels are going to be big this summer. Mark my words. I stood deep in hipster Sixties juju, intoxicated by my own approximation of cool. But my feet hurt. The Marnis were particularly painful. Boo. Not a good working strategy for Sturdy Gals. What now?
I just can’t get the skirt with oxfords trope out of my mind. Maybe I could substitute “dress” for “skirt,” and “all kinds of other comfortable shoes” for “oxfords?” And this dove grey dress is so politely endearing. Say grey’s not a color and I’ll close my eyes and shake my head, rapidly.
What about a cobalt trench and marine blue Hester van Eegehn backpack? All kinda fancy dancing. Warm weather sets even Sturdy Gals down the path to a maypole. We move from hunt to celebration, as one does. You’ll find me in the stores in this weekend, muttering about possibilities, and driving my shopping companion wholly and completely bonkers.
If you have warm weather trophies hanging on your wall already, do tell.
Mark Grechen’s words too. She had a whole post on them.