Sometimes an outfit can take a lot of effort to put together.
Sometimes it takes a bit of investment.
This is a tale of one such outfit.
It started with a car, (this post HERE will bring you up to speed!), and it ended with two cars, but that's a story simply too long for today.
My car search took a turn after that post.
My head was turned by a stylish soft top. At that moment, practical flew out the window and racy flew in.
My thoughts went into overdrive - I've harboured a Mercedes Convertible crush for 45+ years.
Now was the time to live the dream and have some fun!
Soooo, The Photographer googled me my dream.
I deliberated over what to wear to pick up my dream. It was like going out on a first date and the outfit had to be pitched just right. First impressions, and all that.
My thoughts were leaning towards casual but classy. Car chic.
I said goodbye to practical.
And hello to fun!
I'd had an If Not Now, When? moment.
I felt it was my last opportunity to have some fun, to try out how racy feels, for if I didn't do it now, I probably never would.
Well, racy feels goooood.
I thought I'd feel a bit of a poser in it. But I don't. Just good!
And it's 2nd Loved Terri !
Right, readers, what did I chose to wear for my date with my liberating bit of fun?
Navy bardot dress (tweaked), Dotty P; Bronze sandals and coloured beads (M&S)
Silk scarf (Accessorize)
To keep the open-top breeze off the exposed shoulders, d'ya think?
Nah! For my head - for a girl just has to have a silk head scarf for her open top raciness, eh?!!
(Vronni, please note my messy attempt at headscarfing!)
Typically, buying a racy car is a classic mid-life crisis thing.
75 is the new 50, so hey, I'm on target.
Have you had any If Not Now, When? experiences lately? I'd love to hear.
A la perchoine.