Ok-I did it again. Or more precisely, LFG and I did it again. PetSmart was the initial destination given that we needed to get a book on tortoises…that’s another post for later.
My original “place the shirt on the conveyor belt” posit was shrouded in cohort purchases. You might recall some peanut butter and a few other odds and ends. Not this time. The conveyor transported one LFG approved Liberty of London $19.95 shirt for daddy. No equivocation-we pounced on said item and split the scene.
Delusional-of course I am. Especially regarding the original Liberty Target Chemise and my ability to make it “work”.
Eyes rolled at my definition of work making. Deluded again with this one…I think it works. With an old pair of ...formerly white now more patinated-grayish-stained pair of Polo RL cotton drill flat fronts. Along with some ugly ass belt and Belgians.
Nice to have the Belgians out again after such a gnarly winter. These babies aren't built for the tundra-esque environment we endured here for three months.
The new Liberty rig is fairly monochromatic or tri-chromatic which is a rather heavy color edit for me. Good thing though. What with all the color and pattern out on the south veranda of CasaMinimus...a little color edit prolly ain't a bad thing.
I don't want to be old enough to have graying chest hair. Please...some of you lovlies tell me that it's ok. Even if you have to lie to me...tell me that I'm not gonna look like an AARP member just because of a gray tuft. Otherwise, I'm gonna dye it.
We did pass on the Target ersatz Hermes beach towels for AllieVonSummersverb though. Like she said… “the day my Hermes towel makes it to Target is the day I won’t want it anymore”. Got it. That’s why we didn’t get it-for you.
And finally...I got this pic from a reader who saw these letter thingies in Anthropologie and honored me with an assemblage. I'm sure the store manager edited the homage as soon as said reader exited the store.
Westwardly...ADG sans LFG