Christmas card Out-takes:
Banana Republic has really re-vamped their style and I dig it. For a LONG stretch they were more mainstream office attire. But the last two sweaters I’ve gotten from there have become my favorite ones to wear. And I kind of love how their entire color palette is neutral: grays, blacks, tans, creams.. the craziest color they have is light blue, found on a simple button up. But at least with that color line-up I know where to find great neutral pieces.
Which brings me to this fur. In college I was quick to jump at any new shirt that was .99 cents or less just to “have something new” only to be quickly disappointed after it fell apart after one wear, or lost my interest because the “newness” had worn off. Now-a-days, since I’m on the OTHER side of 25, I’ve realized the importance of holding off, saving up, and being more selective with my clothing purchases – (perfect example of “with age comes wisdom” applied to a girl’s editing selections of her closet ) – There is such happiness for me in having something in my closet that I’ve had for 2 or more years, that I still wear frequently and love just as much as the day I bought it. This fur snood falls in that category.
The ol’ Christmas card pic. Here are a few of the outtakes because… aren’t those the most fun anyway? I love seeing peoples’ outtakes so please post yours if you have them. Can you imagine the days before social media where the Christmas card pic was the ONLY time you saw old college friends who lived far away? It reminds me of the quote: “respect your parents, they made it through college without google.” SO TRUE. Our FIR Christmas tree was very small. David was working so I left the house on a mission, picked one out, picked it up and squished it in the back of my Camry. I wish I had that ridiculous fiasco on film.
Yesterday’s family-takes-a-tumble moment on the slopes would be great to have on camera as well. We were trying to get on the ski lift and were almost all lined up when my dad’s ski popped off, causing the “conductor guy” to slow the lift. Since I was already half way sitting, with no lift to catch me, my weight was all on my skis and I took off down the hill crashing and burning flat on my back. My brother just sat there laughing at us all. People watching and waiting on us to put our skis back on and get on the lift was not my finest moment. The part where they announced over the loud speaker “lift will now begin again” was just icing on the cake. A good day on the slopes indeed. The slopes here are beautiful with aspen and fir trees everywhere. If you are looking for a place to ski, Deer Valley gets my vote!
Thank you so much for reading and have a wonderful day!