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And now for the last of my Rodarte for Target pieces…
This was a bit of an impulse buy as I had actively salivated in anticipation over the dresses in Part 1 & 2, but hadn’t given this mesh top even the slightest consideration! But when it came time to click that red “Purchase”, I just couldn’t pass this baby up. It seemed so delicate, so unlike anything else in my wardrobe and for $25 of Christmas money, I’d have to be an idiot not to add it to my cart. I had no clue how I would wear it or when it would be appropriate, but something compelled to get it anyway.
I think I made the right choice…
I’ve been a busy girl. Here’s the lowdown…
Went home to DC to visit the fam and had the absolute worst Boltbus experience EVAH. Short version – the bus stalled in the Holland Tunnel, and then again en route to the NJ Turnpike, thus resulting in an unscheduled two hour stopover on the shoulder. A personal revelation – damp, sweaty people smell like damp, sweaty bacon.
Took a boat to Annapolis, MD where I ate 4 mussels, 5 steamed clams, and 1 oyster on the half shell; I’m really not into mussels, clams, and oysters.
Gay bar-hopped round 17th St and witnessed a high school friend perform the most rousing rendition of karaoke “I Will Survive” I’ve ever seen. Also, re-discovered my love of Fosse choreography.
Purchased a pair of pre-distressed cut-off denim shorts from Macy’s for $9.99 (see below).
Watched Into The Wild – that shit changed me.
Shared my return ride on Boltbus with Ian Svenonius and he remembered me from my Black Cat, Black Cat days.
My pal, Elan and I headed over to Motor City Bar to have a few Buds and listen to some killer rock & roll 45s spun by said Svenonius. Here’s what I wore…
I’ve spent the past 36 hours excitedly planning a 10-day cross country road trip. I’m going to get to see (and photograph) America’s square states… plains, corn fields, rolling hills, riversides, badlands, heartland, saltland, deserts and mountains. To say I’m pumped would be a vast understatement. I got to take a cross country train trip when I was 19 and it changed my life; I can only imagine what an effect this trip will have on me, when I have the opportunity, nay, the responsibility to stop often and whenever I please!
So far, I’m planning on gunning it through the northeast since I’ve lived here forever and have been all over this portion of the country. After this corner, maybe we’ll stop off at the Indiana dunes along Lake Michigan and have a swim. Then book it through Illinois and Iowa and head toward South Dakota. Spend a little time at the Badlands (which I CAN’T wait for… the stars will be amazing), swing by Mt. Rushmore (cheesy, but a requirement). Then Carhenge in Nebraska on our way toward Colorado. Through Utah, past the salt flats and then through Nevada along Route 50. Lake Tahoe and then straight on to my new home in San Francisco.
My little brother has bravely offered to make the journey with me, which is absolutely awesome of him. It will probably be the most time we’ve ever spent together in one stretch as adults, so I’m hoping we can have fun and preferably not kill each other.
I’ve spent soooo much time thinking about (and jumping up and down at the prospect of) this trip, that today, I inadvertently dressed as though I were journeying through the middle of America:
