Smak Parlour, etc

is my current favorite dress designer.

I’ve been picking up as many as I can on Poshmark.

This is also by Smak Parlour –

Love love love.

My current second fave dress designer is LA Soul. Check out this new to me beauty:

Birds!!! ❤️

I think I have five LA Soul pieces. They are so quirky and fun. I have birds, cats, constellation, and math prints. Am I too old to wear that shit at 42? Maybe. Do I give a fuck? Nope!

I have found so many great things on Poshmark and also at Goodwill. It has changed the way I shop. I love finding designers I love and sticking with them. I know how the clothes fit. I know what looks good for my body type. It just works.

Freckled

As happens every summer, my freckles are popping like whoa, and I hate it.

I was complaining about it last night, and D said, “I love your freckles. You’re beautiful no matter what, but you’re the most beautiful when you’re smiling.”

Omg my heart, y’all. ♥️♥️♥️♥️

I can say that I’ve found some peace recently with my looks/body. I can waste time obsessing, or I can get on with living. This is me in all my unfiltered glory.

In my head today 🎶

It’s only doubts that we’re counting on fingers broken long ago
I read that with every broken heart we should become more adventurous
If you banish me from your prophets and if I get banished from the kingdom up above
I’d sacrifice money and heaven all for love
Let me be loved, let me be loved

And if my brain quits well I guess then that’s just it
And if my hands stop working you can call me lazy
And if I get pregnant I guess I’ll just have the baby
Let it be loved, let me be loved

I’ve been trying to nod my head but it’s like I’ve got a broken neck
Wanting to say I will as my last testament
For me to be saved and you to be brave we don’t have to walk down that aisle
Cause if marriage ain’t enough
Well, at least we’ll be loved.

I’ve felt the wind on my cheek coming down from the east
And thought about how we are all as numerous as leaves on trees
And maybe ours is the cause of all mankind
Get loved, make more, try to stay alive

I’ve been trying to nod my head but it’s like I’ve got a broken neck
Wanting to say I will as my last testament
For you to be saved and me to be brave we don’t have to walk down that aisle
Cause if marriage ain’t enough
Well at least we’ll be loved

More Adventurous – Rilo Kiley