So, if you leave downtown Seattle and start heading east for 25 miles, it becomes really redneck, really fast. If anyone has ever made the trek out to Leavenworth, you know what I'm talking about. Cows, wayward chickens, goats that respect NO MAN.
I live on the Eastside, so I'm used to this strange mix of farms, women with big hair (the bigger the hair, the closer to Jesus, y'all!), overalls being worn NOT-ironically, tractors, and also spoiled housewives and high level Microsoft executives and engineers in their $750,000+ houses in posh cul-de-sacs. Wait, what?
My neighborhood is weird. It's tech-money and chickens. It's like Portland, but combined with Silicon Valley douchey-ness.
But, today I was wandering out, catching Pokemon with my kids who are on "mid-winter break" (WTF is that nonsense?! Didn't they JUST have Christmas break? Do they even go to school anymore?), and these cows were just NOT havin' it. They didn't moo... they like, made a weird snorty noise. Like when you kind of half-choke on your food while laughing. Which maybe they were. I mean, they're cows. They were out there mowing down on grass, and probably making all sorts of fun of us awkward humans, catching imaginary creatures on our smart phones. We look freakin' insane to them.
The weather was cold and barely above freezing, along with rain, but I still aimed for "cheerful". As much as I can in one of the most depressed cities in this country that is. Hence, yellow! It is impossible to not cheer up a little if you're wearing yellow.
Here's what I wore:
- Coat: Black wool peacoat by Torn by Ronny Kobo
- Shirt: white plain undershirt by White House Black Market, and buffalo check shirt by Cat & Jack (Target, children's section, no shame in my petite, children's section shopping game!)
- Pants: Rag & Bone yellow jeans
- Shoes: I stole my daughter's rainboots because apparently we're the same shoe-size now, wtf
I obviously didn't bother with hair or make-up because, duh, the only person I'm impressing today are a bunch of snorking cows. So far I have no plans for the evening or the weekend, so it's not looking good for me in terms of having a reason to care about how I look today. I am feeling a little bit frumpy and it shows. Oh well. Today is a good day for tea and books.
I hope your weekend is less muggy and dreary! See you Monday!