Gold, Gold, Hooked Am I. Susannah, Go Ahead and Cry.
Lately, I am obsessed with gold accessories and clothing. Obsessed. Like I may have worn a gold lamé jacket for a shopping trip to Old Navy (did I mention this happened in the daytime and there wasn’t any Donna Summers playing except for the endless (summer) loop in my head? Mmm-hmm. I went there.). And, yes, I did purchase a pair of gold tuxedo flats at Target on the basis they match one of my animal t-shirts because apparently wearing a large print of a leopard outlined in gold isn’t over-the-top enough. I’m like the Golden Girls’ extra that got away.
So you can imagine the swooning that took place when I spied these lovelies over on B H L D N. I have nowhere to wear them, I repeat, nowhere, (unless, of course, you count my early morning coffee run where these might just blow their minds seeing as they’ve never even seen me showered) but it hasn’t stopped me from checking in on them daily just to be sure they’re as fabulous as I remembered. (They are.)
Realistically, I probably don’t need these (gah, I’ve become so practical as a mom), but I can think of a myriad of other ways I can rock the sparkle trend starting with this snazzy, gold collared dress. I love the pairing of lady-like styling with over-the-top detailing; it takes it down a notch and makes it infinitely more wearable. (Holy cow, can you tell I’ve been watching a lot of Project Runway lately? I could actually hear Michael in my head saying that last sentence, which means it’s only a stone’s throw to “It’s a little Shirley McClaine when she played a hooker with a heart of gold.” Yes!)
But, seriously, how amaze balls would this jacket be for a ladies’ night out? You could just throw on a white tee and a pair of jeans and you’re all set. It’d also work for a date night. Or a concert. Or a trip to Old Navy.
If you have seen me anytime this past year in person, you know that I have this bag and I love it. It goes with everything, it’s huge enough that I can stuff a diaper, snacks, and Elmo in it without looking too bulky, and it has an adjustable strap so it can sit across-body. Plus, it’s vegan! She’s raised the price on it a bit since Chris bought it for me, but I would still buy it all over again.
I know not everyone thinks gold sequins scream daytime glamour. I can’t fully comprehend it, but I respect it. So, how about these adorable little flats instead? They’re (kind of) subtle and I bet you could take them day to night very easily.
As for the baby shoes… I can’t even hear my thoughts over the excited babbling going on in my head that is telling me to have babies, have babies, have babies NOW so I can dress them in these. A perfectly normal reason to have kid, right?
I’m afraid this gold fetish isn’t going away anytime soon. Bad news? My husband’s going to be dusting fake gold off the countertops for the rest of his life. Good news? I’m not going to have to spend a damn cent on my octogenarian wardrobe.
PS: If you can tell me what Western-musical the headline is from I will make you Head Fabulista for the next week.
PPS: Yes, I did just say “Western-musical” because sometimes life is awesome like that.
PPS: I have no idea what being Head Fabulista will entail, but I imagine it will involve crowns and bossing people around a lot.
POSTED ON: 08-23-2012