Dress Well: Chambray and Stripes

Madewell shirt, Madewell skirt, Madewell belt, Rocket Dog boots, J. Crew bracelet, Anthropologie bag (similar), Coach sunglasses

Hi, remember me? That girl who just a few weeks ago was complaining about how nothing at Madewell ever fits her right? Well, let's just say I stand corrected. I dropped into our San Francisco store a few weeks ago to return two shirts that I had ordered online (because nothing fits me correctly!) but lo and behold - I couldn't stop myself from grabbing about 15 different items to try on while I was there, and I ended up buying the shirt, belt, and skirt you see in this picture, as well as my gray dress and my pink jeans. I had to skip going to J. Crew and Anthropologie afterward for fear of spending myself into financial ruin. I'm finding it hard to believe that I found a store that was capable of breaking J. Crew's chokehold on my wardrobe, but here we are (and we're also ignoring the fact that Madewell is owned by J. Crew).  DSC_4969

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Here's something you probably don't know about me - when I was a kid, I was obsessed with Nick at Nite. While other kids watched Saturday morning cartoons and Clarissa Explains It All, I watched The Wonder Years, The Brady Bunch, I Dream of Jeannie, Gilligan's Island, and so many more. While I loved each and every old show that they showed on Nick, nothing ever came close to my love for Cheers. While I was listening to Pop Culture Happy Hour today, I learned that Vulture had recently written a series of articles inventing a sitcom bracket, pitting sitcom versus sitcom in a tournament, and ultimately crowning a Best Sitcom of the Past 30 Years. The two shows in the finals were The Simpsons and Cheers. Although I've never really intellectualized or analyzed my 12-year-old love of Cheers (Nick showed two episodes a night, every night, and I watched them religiously with my dad), reading those articles gave me an opportunity to reflect on why I loved and watched that show with such intensity. If you've never seen it, the show is about a bunch of misfit oddballs who hang out in the same bar day after day; losers who say funny things with regularity. But deep down, the show is about loneliness, and I think that theme reached across the 20-year void and into my 12-year-old heart. Despite having four siblings and spending all day, every day, at public school, I was a very lonely preteen and teenager. I liked things not many other 12-year-olds liked: books, movie reviews, TV shows, doing well at math, etc. I felt that who I was was incompatible with being popular and having friends. So I felt a kinship with those lonely losers in TV land, watched them night after night, wished happiness for them, and learned a few lessons as they embraced their aloneness. Maybe watching TV shows with my dad on weekend evenings wasn't the best way to stop feeling lonely at the time, but I think all those hours added up to learning something about myself and humanity at large. At the very least, it gave me a few great moments to think about and giggle about over the years, including this one.

I hope you have a great Tuesday!