Morning kitchen table: some essentials.
Another gratuitous view of blue sage, because it is so beautiful:
In other news, the novel is now officially in pre-orders!
Wearing today, in celebration of the last three days of my July 4/3 Challenge:
A glance at my wardrobe-tracking spreadsheet tells me that it's been over a month since I last wore this thrifted grape cotton sheath, so I thought it would be a good choice today. In fact, it is okay. One reason I haven't been wearing it so much is that it's cotton, and heavy, and in the hot weather I was not at all sure that it was what I wanted. Today is a little cooler --- probably in the 80s right now, around 10:15 a.m. --- but extremely humid, which I felt as I was out walking the dog. Still, I wasn't too hot in this dress, and it really didn't get sweaty. I'm glad it's sleeveless, because undoubtedly in a dress with sleeves sweat would have become visible under my arms, but as it is, I'm really pretty comfortable. Having worn wool dresses for the last several days, I'm happy with how they feel in the heat, but I'm not QUITE ready to admit that nothing else is as good. Cotton has its drawbacks, but I'm not ready to stop wearing it --- at least, I don't know how many more cotton items I will buy on purpose, but I sure do enjoy this dress.
I also love the color and am enjoying it with the ol' blue EVA Birks, which I might as well glue to my feet and have done with it. Coping with the over-large armholes by wearing a navy bralette under my dress.
It fills in just enough and isn't too obviously a bra, while also having the advantage of not being an entire extra layer on a hot day.
Again I'm marveling at how July has flown: weren't we JUST celebrating the 4th? Like day before yesterday? And now Sunday is IT. Part of me wants to cling to the summer --- have I enjoyed it enough? or have I let it slip through my fingers without noticing it? --- but another part of me relishes the turn into August, the way that in the mountains the air will be starting to sweeten into autumn, the way life will pick up its routines after this long Sabbath season, which is how summer on an academic calendar does always feel, even if it doesn't feel quite that way to everybody else. I start to think about cardigans, pullovers, boots, tights . . . even though in reality it'll be MONTHS before I can wear much of that.
But I can start looking forward to it just a little.
LATER: Daughter said she liked my outfit, so maybe I should consider choosing this dress more often.