Coming back at ya with another fashion throwback to what I wore to our annual three-day religious convention. This time, we’re going back to 2018. And no surprise: my styles, again, had a theme. This time, I wanted to solely wear dresses. This was July in Texas and although we’d be inside, I just wanted to be comfortable and easy breezy.
1. Look at my bald head! I miss the dome. Okay, keep it moving before a field of ✂️s pop into my head.
2. The first two dresses came from Amazon. I think this was the first time I bought clothes beyond casual, home stuff from Amazon and I have nothing but great things to say. Awesome finds; reading the comments is such a help. Dress #3 came from ASOS. Chic, no? Loved the mixing of patterns, the styling, the shape.
All the way back in 2019–why does last year seem so long ago??—I attended a three-day religious convention that was all kinds of invigorating and refreshing. I really miss gathering together. Safety first, however. Anyway, planning what to wear to a special event during a Lone Star summer is always interesting. The good thing was that the event location was an indoor conference center so the AC would be blasting and I didn’t have to consider the pools of sweat factor.
Here’s where I’ll tell you that I realized some time ago that I’m a thematic dresser. Hardly a surprise; my life is filled with plot lines and themes, why not what I choose to wear? Perhaps it’s dresses only, or a particular color scheme or pattern, etc. So, while wondering how to combine some new pieces with what was in my closet, I decided that skirts would be my theme.
1. All my skirts came from Ross. By now, you know that Ross is my go-to spot for stylish clothes for awesome low prices.
2. My shoes clearly have a theme, too. See if you can find it.
Last summer seems like ages ago. Being with my friends and spiritual family hasn’t changed though, thanks to Zoom and that virtual life. Nevertheless, I can’t wait to feel the hugs and see the smiles of these people I love so dearly.
In 2004, I visited dear friends who lived in Pontarlier, France. Since Pontarlier is located close to the Swiss border, my friend Clara advised that I fly to Geneva, Switzerland, and she would pick me up from there. Yes, thoughts of Switzerland danced in my 24 year-old head.
It was the most beautiful place I had ever seen.
A few days after arriving and settling in, we drove back to Geneva and spent the better part of the day there. Here are some photos of that day.
• Those photos (and all the photos from that trip) were taken with a disposable camera, after which I developed the film at our local Walmart. If all those words seem foreign to you, this is how photography happened pre-smartphone.
• Switzerland sparkled. It gleamed. I felt like I was walking inside a jewel.
• I want to go back.
One of the best trips I’ve taken. Do you have memorable places you’ve visited? Pretty sure you do; feel free to share them in the comments.
This is the latest trend I’ve been seeing on social media, the how it started and how it’s going challenge. I don’t do the trend thing, by and large, but this one I like. Seeing your growth, seeing your changes. I’m all about that self-assessment life.
Your Square Peg was about 8 years old on the left. Newly arrived to the US, about to start school, grinning for her Dad’s camera. On the right, still here, missing Dad but hopeful for the future, still grinning. I’ve come a long way. Happy to be here.
Comics. Some of you out there remember newspapers. I still love them. When I was a wee Square Peg, my pops would buy the giant Sunday version of The Washington Post, which meant a voluminous comics section, which meant a color comics section, at that (the weekday comics were black and white), which meant me spending hours upon hours in our basement, reading and laughing at the antics of Beetle Bailey, Blondie, Cathy, and breathlessly seeing the latest in Peter Parker’s unrequited love for Mary Jane Watson. It was glorious. I also loved reading the Style section and perusing others parts of the paper, filling my mind with facts and people and stories. I’d wait for my Dad to finish reading and then he’d over a section to me. These were our moments and I remember them well.
Coffee. This didn’t only happen on Sundays, but the memory of Sundays and doing this is vivid: my mom would drink her warm cup of java and leave a little behind for me. I’d “sneak” into the kitchen and finish it up, swooning over her masterful mix of coffee, cream, and sugar. Glorious. These days, I can’t handle the caffeine like I used to, but boy, did I love standing by the kitchen counter and taking in that warm sweetness.
Feeling nostalgic today. Did you have a favorite day growing up?
Blogging all 31 days of my favorite month. Can she do it? We’ve done it before, so hopefully, we shall do it again. (For past Blogtobers, shimmy over to the search feature and read up, if you like.) What Blogtober means for you, my dear reader:
Expect 31 days of content from me
Even on the weekends! (😳)
That emoji simply means that we’re asking TSP to remember to do anything beyond excessive napping on the weekends, much less blog. But she shall. And she continues to refer to herself in the third person, naturally
Discussing a variety of topics, which we do whenever I post, but as in Blogtober past, focusing on autumn-y related topics and ideas. (See my previous post from this week; guess I got started early)
The point of it all: to focus on consistency and creativity. I’m all about this blogging life, and events like this allow me to push myself to stay focused. All good things.
Since today is Throwback Thursday, let’s go back to October 2015. I was in Europe for two weeks that month, adventuring in Germany and England, seeing the sights and experiencing the highs and lows of solo traveling. During one of our days of sightseeing, my hostess decided to drive me to Luxembourg! Certainly not on the agenda, but I was super excited to visit the country. There was a philharmonic performance that she wanted to take me to; although the performance was canceled, we got to walk around the beautiful concert area and still drive around. Lovely and picturesque, even despite the rainy day. Photos below.
One thing I love about traveling: some of the lovely surprises that come your way. Anywho, it was one of the best autumns I had in the past, spending the better part of it experiencing new places.
Your favorite place you’ve been? Share in the comments, if you please.