Outfit Post: Do You

We had a fantastic weekend--took a rest from the flea market. On Saturday, we had a sweet friend's birthday party, enjoyed some fro yo as a family, did a little thrift shopping, tried a new neighborhood food joint, and bought fall plants to spruce up our yard.

And here's what I wore for most of it (come on, could I really wear these booties to the Home Depot???):

outfit details:  cardigan-old Charlotte Russe, dress-Target (thrifted), brooch-vintage, tights-Target, boots-gift from Jayme last Christmas

It's no big secret that I don't like my legs. I've always been pear shaped and carried my weight in my hips and thighs.  So originally, I wasn't on board with the colored tights trend.  But more and more, I've decided: F*CK it. I love clothes, I want to wear what I want to wear, and I'm not making apologies for my body. I'm healthy, I work hard, and I don't care what other people think. I felt like a million bucks in this outfit!

And just to add to my own body positivity, I stumbled on this great campaign last night via Tumblr: Marina Rinaldi's Women Are Back.  So many beautiful, curvaceous figures--made me feel even better about mine and all the possibilities I can dress it in, no matter what my size (+20 baby pounds. ahem.).

xo,

Amanda

Outfit Post: What's Mine is Yours

Sometimes when I get bored with my own wardrobe, I will raid my husband's drawers.  This, my friends, is the benefit of having a small-er statured spouse.  His more "fitted" shirts are perfectly slouchy on me.  And perfect for a cover up over a skimpy dress that I can't seem to give up (those days are over honey!).  See below:

My "I'm cooooold!!!" pose (clench fists, raised shoulders, forced smile). 

My JCPenny catalog pose.  Sort of embarrassing, but I needed a third photo where my eyes weren't closed!

I'm not wearing anything vintage here!   BUT...this jacket is halfway there, at 10 years old!  Everything else I'm wearing here is pretty darn old too.  In other news:  I'm asking for some new clothes for Christmas!

xo

Jayme