February Fashions

I went shopping with Ken on Saturday. My motivation: "I need socks!". I'm not sure what Ken was thinking, but it had something to do with an invoice he's going to submit soon and the foreshadow of that potential money already burning a hole in his pocket. That money time-travelled back from the future, passed through the hole in Ken's pocket, and miraculously landed in the cash registers of several happy retailers at the Vaughan Mills Mall.

He hadn't officially given me a Christmas gift, and Valentine's Day is rolling around soon, plus we have a first anniversay coming up in April, so we're calling this shopping spree the gifts for all those occasions rolled into one crazy bunch. Is the first anniversary gift supposed to be paper? Money is made of paper.

We started out at the sock store and I did get a whackload of socks. On sale. My toes are cheering. Yaaaaaaay!

From then on, as far as I was concerned, we were window-shopping. But then Ken spotted this cute little spring jacket in Le Chateau. He's been complaining about my "old" spring/fall jacket ever since I bought it two years ago. He says it's ugly. The fabric has a rubbery texture. I thought that meant it was waterproof, or at least water resistant. Not so much. It's just rubbery. Anyway, it was a good enough jacket, but this one is better. Not waterproof at all, not even trying. When it rains in the spring I'll get wet, and I won't mind, because I'll be so Super-Snazzy!

Isn't it cute?

The store was filled with retro-80's styles. I was right into it. Nothing says 80's fun like a romp in the mall. And no 80's-style caper is complete without a flamboyant hat.

Domo kindly offered to model the hat in order to protect my anonymity.

We really hit our stride in the Danier store. Ken loves Danier. I'm not generally speaking a Leather Girl, but Danier does have very, very nice things. Like a purple bomber jacket to match my purple cowboy boots.

See the boots? They're so nice and shiny.

I tried on the jacket just for fun. Then Ken started calling me his Purple Princess, and insisted on getting it for me. I didn't resist much. I mean, look at it!

Pretty darn sweet. And 50% off. You can't beat that.

I was worried that the collar might be too wide to keep the wind off my skinny little neck, so Ken grabbed a matching purple scarf.

And then, because my orange handbag might be a little too crazy to wear with the purple bomber (it's in the photo above, on the bench to the left), we picked out a black purse.

It's got grommets! I love grommets.

I am well and truly blessed.

I picked up a few other odds and ends on sale, like work shirts for $15 each that had been $40. But you don't want to see those. They're just boring.

Now I need to buy a bigger house, to hold all my clothes. Maybe I'll get a purple one.