Blouse - Express, thrifted
Hector skirt - All Saints
Star stud Sandals - Poetic License
Necklace - via Mom
Another day, another trip to the post office. I love snail mail, I love packages. I love sending them and receiving them. Emails are great for quick communication, but there's something special about sitting down, writing a letter, packaging up a pretty bundle of stuff, and mailing it out. Some people loath the post office, but I love walking in and knowing my letters and packages will show up on somebody's front step or mailbox and brighten up their day.
I typically do not wear much jewelry, but I raided Mom's jewelry box last weekend for some big chunky jewelry. This necklace was always a favorite because she wore it when she did a fortune teller LARP when I was very young. We stayed in some cabins. It was autumn and everything was orange and brown. I actually got to come along and spend my weekend with "Elves" watching me (and by that, I mean they wrote me in as a kidnapped kid!) and teaching me to make rice candles out of paper bags. And at the evening meal, we had professional belly dancers! It's still one of my favorite memories, and even better because I have the pictures too. I had a very "magical" young childhood.
|Mom in all her 90s garb glory|
|Cabins in the forest and extra tiny Megan among them|
We later placed the candles to lead to each cabin at night
|Lots of people|
|Dancing! Go Tiny!Megan go!|
(See, I've always had a thing for black ankle boots)
|Elves! (I thought these guys had real elf ears)|