The Search For The Perfect Striped Tee

I know I wear stripes a lot – I’ve lost count of how many striped tops I have – but I think I keep buying them because I’ve never found the right one. There’s always something wrong with it, either in the stripes, the neckline, or the fit. My black-and-white striped sweatshirt is the closest to the perfect striped top that I have, but even that one is a bit too short, plus it’s a sweatshirt so I can’t wear it year-round. This one is pretty close too, but it is also too short, and I prefer a wider neckline. All I want is a simple striped top, boat-necked, not too fitted, preferrably with black-and-white stripes, but I’ll also take blue-and-white, even red-and-white, or red-blue-and-white (like this one.) Is that too much to ask?

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The Forest Always Kept Us Warm

Today’s ABC’s of Style challenge is “Q for Quick”, so I decided to bring out my new cape – I know the silhouette works for me, and I don’t have to worry about what I wear underneath. Throw it over an old T-shirt and you’re done.

It wasn’t until I finished shooting these pictures that I realized I should have worn my leaf brooch, so that I could pretend I was in Lord of the Rings. Actually, on second thought, if we’re talking about the movies, then I’ll pretend I’m in The Hobbit instead. I mean – Richard Armitage, Martin Freeman, Benedict Cumberbatch and Stephen Fry? You guys have fun with your Aragorn and Legolas, I’m good.


Silly poses are required when you’re wearing a cape

This is only remotely connected to the topic, but speaking of my British crushes, anybody watched Smash last night? It’s about a Broadway show, so it’s like Glee for grown-ups. I thought it was a pretty good pilot, even though I only watched it because of Jack Davenport (just like Norrington was the only reason I watched Pirates of the Caribbean 2 & 3.) I hope the show is going to be less annoying than Glee and do well so I can keep watching him 🙂

Cape: Modcloth; Jeans: thrifted
Boots & socks: Target; Brooch: vintage
Post title: from the lyric of Athlete’s Black Swan Song