Something is better than nothing.

In a year in which success is measured by how much liquid hand soap you've saved by diluting it with water, and making 2 meals out of a #4 at Wendy's; dressing well, if you can manage, seems to make all the difference.  For instance, upon learning today that most of my assets are tied up in a gift card to Anthropologie, I was met with a minor frantic moment of despair.

Two is better than one.  Blouse:  thrifted.  Skirt:  NY&Co.  Tights:  Gift.  Shoes:  MIA.  Coat:  Dollhouse.  Scarf:  Anthropologie.  Jewelry:  thrifted.

Suddenly, I was distracted by something pink-- as you may or most likely may not recall, my artistic venture of the year is a taking a picture every day; each month is assigned a color theme.  February's is pink.

 

I pulled over to get a picture of the patio furniture my favorite restaurant put out-- unused, still, and will be for awhile-- but our recent rainy days have washed out most of the snow and people are starting to feel optimistic.  As I snapped away, I thought to myself; I've got my little crocheted tights on and my pink shoes and my swingy red coat, and still taking the time out to do something non-essential that I enjoy.  I felt Grey Gardens poor, not 8-Mile poor.  And besides.  I see that I have some assets that need liquidating, in the form of this, this, or this.

Mmmm.... ruffles, toile, and pastels, oh my!,

Elissa.