Hiding in Hedgerows

This hedge outside of our apartment gets me right in the feels every day. I brush my hands over the top and I am transported to rural England, a place I have never been but have longed for as far back as I can remember. There's something very "Secret Garden" about it. Something reminiscent of Watership Down. I met eyes with a cottontail and was tempted to ask him if Fiver was nearby, if Blackberry was doing well.

Instead, I'm trapped here in the Yoop, stealing moments of shade and yearning for the English Countryside, a better camera, and the ability to capture colors the way they really are. The sun is harsh on delicate things even in the shade.

If I can't share my reality, can it even be called real? I think I'd rather close my eyes and dream of England than contemplate philosophy at this hour. And wish that I could find a way to upload photos and edit them so that they aren't so washed out. Any advice? Anyone?

Outfit Details:

Yellow/Pastel Plaid Shirt: Vintage

Belt: Stolen from ASOS Dress

Shorts: Kohl's 

Earring: FrockStock

Sandals: (I give up. I just don't know.)

The Darkening Sky

I had one more post about winter in me, and then-! Summer comes! Over a foot of snow on the ground, and the temperature hits almost 80 degrees.

...What?

We had some incredible record breaking days in Upper Michigan, and it's still far warmer than it has any right to be. The this is, where I live, spring doesn't come until May. At least.

Ever.

I don't know what this weather means (except probably that global warming is something no one should be arguing about) but I do know that rain has been on the air for over a week. And yet, it still won't rain. With buds coming up all over the place, we need it. People have been praying for it. And the sky keeps taking on the color that means rain is immanent, and yet, it doesn't come.

With water on the mind, I threw this outfit together. I might have been looking for an excuse to show you these shoes that I found hiding in a thrift store. I think they're awesome. Especially with this skirt that I found, the same day, at a different store! They might have been destined to come home with me. I'd like to think so. It's the little things.

 

Outfit Details:

Plaid Button Up: Thrifted

Belt: Ruche

Velvet Skirt: Vintage

Tights: Target

Shoes: Vintage

My Heart Bleeds Red and White

This weekend was ridiculous on all counts. I fell ill, had several quizzes to take, a ton of other homework to do (who knew a beginner's Japanese class would be so difficult?!?), post-surgical kittens to take care of, not to mention a house to re-arrange. So today was a day where I felt like I had no other choice but to slum it up around the house. I don't usually wear pants, but with the fever, I couldn't stay warm, so I opted for these not-quite-corduroy fuzzy cotton pants and my favorite over-sized plaid vintage shirt. 

Not to mention today was the Red Wings Hockey game of the pre-season I managed to watch on the television. 

I can't help it; I was born and raised to be a hockey fan. So every once in awhile I have to adorn myself with some swag of the team I watch with a near religious fervor.

You won't see posts like this often from me; I wouldn't have left the house in these clothes. But it's nice to know that sometimes, especially when I feel like I'm dying, I still have a grip on my roots. 

And of course, Min and River had to play Mama take her pictures!

 

Oversized Plaid Shirt: thrifted

Paris Blues pants: thrifted

Belt: thrifted

Sorry for the lack of shoes! Don't mind the bobby socks.