All Wet

I’m inordinately proud of myself. This marks two days in a row of public self-portraits. Just me, the tripod, and curious onlookers.


Dress, Banana Republic (thrifted). Belt, thrifted. Tights, Hue. Shoes, American Eagle for Payless. Earrings, Ali’s Boutique. Coat, Lilli Allen (vintage*). Bag, Franco Sarto.

Not only did I endure a man photographing me photographing myself (a meta-picture?), but I got pretty wet running from the car to this amphitheater** in the rain. I got much wetter running back to the car, but pictures were completed, so who cares?


Because I usually ride the bus, I’m obsessive about checking the weather report and almost never leave the house unprepared for whatever the atmosphere might throw my way. This week, though, I rented a car for two days (to attend some work training) and somehow thought this would make me impervious to rain and cold. Not so. I’m just glad I remembered a coat!

*I scored this vintage coat from The Drama Workshop’s costume shop. Come to our sale on Saturday and look for your own vintage treasure!
**Can any Cincinnatians guess where I am? One more picture to help you out: