Forsythia blooming in the house. There's forsythia coming into bloom outside, too, but I love forcing twigs of it indoors in the late winter.
It's Valentine's Day, which I'm really not all that attached to--- I'm not a particularly romantic person, though it's sweet to be thought of. There were roses on the kitchen table when I got up this morning, and my husband is planning to grill steaks for us tonight, and that'll be lovely. I'll pick him up some goodies today as well. But we almost never go out for a Valentine's dinner, or do anything particularly to make a big deal of the holiday, which is fine by me.
I'm going up to Hickory this morning to meet a friend for coffee, but otherwise the day is as ever. I'll walk Dora before I go, and hope to get some work done when I get home.
Once again we're having this cold-warm spring weather: below freezing now, but it'll be in the mid-60s Farenheit this afternoon. I'm glad I'm not going out until after 10, at which point the day should have warmed up enough that I can leave off a layer or two.
Wearing today:
I was going to be eccentric and wear a pink top and red skirt for Valentine's, even though I am not romantic (see above). But this friend I'm having coffee with is not someone I know well enough to be eccentric with. So I've settled for red shoes.
Repeating yesterday's leggings (aired out, smell fine, thanks) with my Wool& Maggie dress and thrifted cashmere cardigan. It's basic but comfortable and, I think, pretty cute. If I were just going to be at home by myself, I'd probably have gone all out in some way, but going out to coffee: nah, I just want to blend into the landscape, thanks.
At least, I don't want to look as though I had consciously dressed up, because that makes people feel awkward. Not that I'm especially responsible for how people feel about how I look, but I hate being the one who's overdressed. This feels about right: nice, soft, simple, comfortable, but a little offbeat, maybe. And my red shoes always make me happy. It's nice to have some weather to wear them.
I washed my hair last night, and started out with it down, but really, this half-updo is my best look. I don't know why I bother not doing it (unless I'm going to wear a ponytail or full updo). It's so easy and, I think, kind of ageless. I could be eighty and still wearing my hair this way, assuming it hasn't all fallen out. It's out of my face, and it's going to look good all day without effort, no matter what the weather does. It looks done and finished, not like it's just hanging there. While I do follow Curly Girl-type methods in washing and caring for my hair, I don't typically want to spend lots of time on washdays or styling. Nice to know what I can do with my hair, but all the time? Come on. Not even. This, on the other hand, takes two minutes and is failsafe. And I always feel good in this style.
An actually-okay headshot in the Mrs. Who glasses. I do love the color, which is like an instant face-brightener. My philosophy of makeup is the same as my philosophy of hairstyling: I just don't. Can't be bothered. But the right colors do a lot of that work for me.
Off to greet the day!