Aaron and I went out on a date to see the Cleveland Orchestra perform this weekend (Rachmaninoff’s 2nd piano concerto, you guys, and it was AMAZING – seriously, the pianist was this dorky little man with poor posture and a bolero tie, but my stars could he PLAY – teaching me once again not to judge people based on appearances), and, as one might expect, we wore clothes:
The outfit I wore wasn’t terribly inspired, but my lands, did my husband look sharp. I cannot resist a man in a sweater vest, y’all.
I revisited the victory rolls and was only halfway successful – the left side turned out perfect; the right side ended up being more bobby pin than hair – BUT!, please note that they are New And Improved – Now with 100% Less Brown and Gray Roots!
Sweater and pants – Lane Bryant. Shoes – Target. Purse – Old Navy, circa 1996 (I carried it to homecoming my junior year of high school). Aaron’s shirt and vest are from Old Navy. Dead grass is courtesy of dreary northeast Ohio, where it is always winter and never Christmas.