The Blog Formerly Known As Practical Paralegalism
As of today, I am officially in the very elite group of 50+ Style Bloggers. All I had to do was pay the $10k membership fee, publish a coffee table book of me wearing my vintage Chanel suits, and lie about my extremely poor eyesight and inability to walk to get a front row seat during New York Fashion Week.
Or turn 50 years of age today.
The Deets: Roulette dress (GoodWill $5); Miz Mooz Tillman pumps (Amazon); Vintage clutch (aunt); Stone necklace (Steinmart); Cuff bracelet (Forever 21)
Okay, you got me. It’s that last one.
I asked the Absent-Minded Professor to snap some pics documenting my big 5-0. The wind was blowing hard, and we got mostly amazing shots of a piece of my hair standing straight up like up like a feather.
What did I want for my 50th birthday?
An egg poacher.
I know, I’m the most glamorous 50-year old evah. Eat my dust.
Or maybe just my eggs.
I’m going to head on over to Not Yet Dead Style and (gasp) another style blogger no-no, share my repeat outfit with the other cool style bloggers for Visible Monday.