Sunday Style: Ode to an Old Coat

I received a new coat for Christmas this year, a military-style one, and I like it very much.  It's a great coat- simple, attractive, flattering, and a little bit badass.  That's about all I can ask for in a piece of clothing.  

However, a button fell off of the front a few days ago, so I wore my older coat today.  It's black and white, with buttons down the front.  I love it mostly because, when I look down at the sidewalk beneath me, I silhouette like an Elizabethan courtier.

And that, my friends, is cool.

Anything that makes me feel Renaissance-chic is wonderful.  Anything that went to Europe with me is marvelous.  I wore this coat all around Europe- it traveled through four countries with me, and even though it isn't as new, or as trendy as the military-esque coat, this fact will always give it a place in my heart.  

Stay tuned to see what I was working on today, why I wore the coat... I was acting in a short film directed by my friend Ginny.  I'm so pleased with how the shoot went, I can't wait to see the final result!  Hopefully I'll be able to post it on here once I get a hold of it.

Until then... another reminisce through my European travels with my coat.  

God, I need to get myself back to Europe!

 In a tourist shop in Picadilly Circus, London, England, paired with a Union Jack cowboy hat.

 At the Albert Memorial in London, with a black beret.

 At the Tate Modern in London with Lenny and Jackie!

 At Camden Stables Market, London, with a be-dreaded horse.

 At the Sherlock Holmes Museum in London, with a hunting cap, pipe, and Watson.

 At Canterbury Cathedral, Canterbury, England, with some graves.  

 In Canterbury Castle, Canterbury.

 Trapped in Canterbury Castle, Canterbury, but wearing some cute gloves.

 Outside the Rupert Bear Museum in Canterbury.

 Inside the delightfully awesome Rupert Bear Museum in Canterbury.

 Inside of Cardiff Castle in Cardiff, Wales.

 In Bute Park, Cardiff.

 At Stonehenge, England, with a black scarf.

 In The Rocket pub in London, with Kim!

 On the hostel-boat in Stockholm, Sweden!

 With Laura, Morgan, Alex, and Kelly in Stockholm, on a ferry!

 Gazing into the future in Oxford, England.

 In a college courtyard in Oxford.

Pairing a pink face with a pink scarf in Cambridge, England.

 Gazing into the baths in Bath, England.

Straddling a crevice in Bath.

Give 'Em the Boot

The second thing we did in Austin this December was... shopping for cowboy boots!  Danny bought me a pair for Christmas!  I love them, they are so pretty, comfy, and well, just cool.  They have a steampunk-esque vibe to them in their design.  I'm wearing them in that Yeehaw style post I put up.  The store is Allen's Boots, one of the oldest boot suppliers in Texas.  Their selection was... massive.  There were so many styles!  Each one was so individual and some were expensive as hell.  The ones I got weren't, but they are still so nice.  

I told the sales lady that I wanted boots to last, and she told me that the brand I was getting wouldn't be as good.  At first I was dismayed until she meant that they would only last for about 6 years of heavy wear.  That... that's amazing!  I usually go through a pair of boots every winter.  I wear the shit out of boots.  I love boots.  Sooooo much.  These new ones will be fun to wear and this store was simultaneously hilarious and awesome.  Hilarious, you ask?  Check out the pants with the bedazzled shape of the state of Texas on the butt pocket.  Also, the shirt with the dancing, cowboy hat-wearing skeleton.    Hilarious.

Austin, Texas, USA

Buoys, Boats and Boots

They all start with B.

You know what else starts with the letter B?  BUY.  The word buy starts with B!  I feel like I'm an old episode of Sesame Street, but just hang with me, I swear this is relevant.  BUY.  Because soon, you will be able to buy my work!  

Yes!  The day you have been waiting for has finally arrived!  I am opening an Etsy store.

So... I originally wrote, as the content of this post, a rant about how no one reads this blog.  In it, I complained and bitched about how my friends don't pay any attention to this page, how so few of them liked it.  In this rant, I was also really upset about how I posted on my Facebook that there was a poll on this page, and only got one response.

And... I totally missed the point.  Those thousand or so friends that don't read this page aren't you.  You are reading this page.  You are one of those magical 50-80 page hits I get per day.  You are one of the people who makes my heart leap as I see my hit counter go up a number, as I watch a little target flash on the map in my sidebar.  You may be one of the 27 amazing Google followers that I have, or the 20 beautiful people who have liked this blog on Facebook.  Even if you aren't one of them, you are here.  I'm thankful for that.  I'm thankful for you.  I do write this blog for my own artistic release, to a point.  But, really, I write it for the occasional comments reminding me that I'm not terrible at my art.  The comments that tell me what I had to say was interesting, or affected someone's day positively. Those little things that take you five seconds make my world. When people leave me a comment and tell me that I've inspired them... I just want to cry tears of joy.  I did once, not going to lie.  Every little page view, poll vote, comment, like and email means the world to me.  So, thank you.  Thank you.  With all of my heart.

By the way, as I said earlier, there is a poll in the sidebar.  Please take a moment to vote and let me know what you'd be most interested to see in my shop. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.  Truly, I mean that.  Thank you!

Pictured: Daniel Garrison and Bill Buck (Two B's!  Mwahahah!)

Readfield, Maine, USA