|Thanks to Amber, another (but not grungy) Mommy, for snapping this pic and the one below.|
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Grungy Mommy rolled out of bed this morning and ran out to a Mom and Tot's meetup around the lake with nary a thought to her wardrobe: beat up jeans; Peter Pan getaway boots; mismatched florals, and - GASP - an actual SWEATSHIRT.
Dare Grungy Mommy blog again?
|Boots & scarf: retail|
Jeans & Mulberry bag: Annecy thrift shop
Sweatshirt & coat: Etsy
Ray Ban shades: Annecy antique market.
Dear readers, we're in this together (unless GM's look has you running for the hills, far far away) - that means for the good outfits, and for the not-so-good ones.
Truth is, Grungy Mommy can't really get her style together at the mo. She's been struggling for a while, and sadly, has either gone the way of beige, or, well, grungy disheveled. Oddly, the latter look is appealing to her sensibility now. She's really into the Vintage Sweatshirt.
Grungy Mommy doesn't even have a photog today so she's resorted to showing you the pretty ribbons and birdies, on the second-hand 1980s-90s sweatshirt she bought recently, via an embarrassingly bad selfie. She loves the 1980s Flashdance-esque grey sweatshirt crossed with the pretty yet faded print ... a grungy-pretty hybrid, if you will.
She's digging sweatshirts so much that she also bought Cutesy-Pie one at the thrift shop last week.
She'll stop writing in the third person now.
I actually went on the thrift shop dig of my life last week and came home with some great pieces, including these 1990s chenille and velvet scarves for a Euro each.
This French-made tapestry vest matches the pillow in the background! It's super fitted and will look great with the wide-leg pre-pregnancy denim pants I can now get into, yippee ....
At least I'm somewhat consistent.
I seem to have a wondering eye in this stellar selfie, but the focus should be on the vintage wool and angora beret by Kangol. And perhaps the tie-dyed vintage sweatshirt you can just make out.
More bling. Do I need it? Of course not. I seem to be buying with an eye for selling one day down the road. It has a great weight to it, something I always look for in vintage or second-hand jewellery.
Heavy-duty 1980s ethnic necklace ....
Made in France barrette, a gift for someone ....
I may have to hang onto this one. Again, style contradictions appeal to me. The ethnic vibe of the metal versus the oh-so-girly pink pearlesque faux stones of this necklace is right up my alley.
Coats were 70 percent off so I snagged this Western German-made cashmere and lambswool blue swing coat for a song. It's one of the nicest made coats I've ever seen, with a wonderful nap. Sadly, I can find nothing about the label when I ask the Google Gods.
I'm not just Grungy Mommy. I'm also Can't Craft to Save My Life Mommy (unlike a lot of the Mommies I hang with here). When I do thank you cards these days for gifts given to Adam, I let him play on his fave iPad app, Paint Sparkle, and he whips up a gorgeous creation that I subsequently print, cut and glue onto coloured construction paper. None of the lines I cut are straight but aside from the kid's artwork people seem to like the imperfection.
And if I'm about anything, it's certainly imperfection.
I also name them, so, from left to right:
"Mommy in the 1980s".
In the park today (for privacy purposes I cut out the sweetie poo who was giving Adam a toy - soo sweet as most tots grab 'em). It was a glorious 14 degrees C! We haven't really even had a winter in Annecy proper. Hopefully spring is with us to stay.
Grungy Mommy signing off so she can hop over (dare she?) to Visible Monday. See you there!