Introducing...Quinn!

WOW.  So, um...2015.

It's like it never happened.  (At least if this place is any indication).

Couldn't really be farther from the truth.  Namely, because this happened:

And naturally, everything was very, very full, even if full of nothing very impressive, ever since that day.

So, now I want to introduce you to Quinn!

Actually, you've met before.  Remember this...?

(And remember how some of my dresses end up with names?)

So no, Quinn isn't my kiddo.  (That's Lumpen.)  However, Quinn kept showing up throughout Lumpen's time in utero and after...

...from our baby shower...

...to our first trip home together(!)...

...to my first Mother's Day(!).  Not to mention many ordinary days in between, and since.

So, Quinn!  A sweet and simple cotton jersey wrap dress, now imbued with so many sweet memories of mama-hood.  

It's good to be back.  Let's do this more often, shall we?

Heart-Stopping

Though done with "real" school, there are still some things we need to learn before they turn us loose in the local hospitals.  As a result, I've spent the last couple of days in a workshop certifying in BLS/ACLS (which is short for What To Do When Someone Stops Breathing and Maybe Doesn't Have a Pulse -- and No, "Calling 911" Is Not a Sufficient Answer).  Ideally, we'd be doing the opposite of stopping hearts, but "Heart Re-Starting" just didn't have the same ring...

Dress: Express, thrifted | Tee: Target | Leggings: Target | Belt: thrifted | Shoes: Teva Fuse-ion via Sierra Trading Post

This...tunic? mini-dress? makes me feel like a sci-fi heroine.  A dropped waist is not a silhouette I often wear (I don't like how it looks on my curves, so I normally go for natural- or high-waisted), but the way this one slings on my hips make me feel like I should be packing a bandolier of bullets and strutting around in boots and leather.  A recent acquisition, I can't wear to bust it out with my adventure boots come fall.  Not a bad look, for learning to be a superhero...

Let me show you something that is actually heart-stopping (and allow me to brag shamelessly):

My little sister, prom 2011 / 2012 / 2013

First, the brag: I made the black & white dress!  (Technically, I made a maxi skirt, which she's wearing over a strapless sundress).  Second, I'm impressed: girl knows what she likes -- flowy strapless column dresses (without heels -- she really is that tall!), and the over-the-right shoulder hair -- and she knows how to work it!  And dang, is she thrifty.  I don't think she spent more than $100 total on three years of prom -- first was a refashion of a 1980s bridesmaid dress from mum's closet, second was thrifted, and third was DIY/use-what-you've-got.  Also, I can't get over how grown-up she looks!  Wasn't *our* prom not that long ago?  (Never mind, it's been nearly a decade since then.  When did that happen?!?)

How has your clothing made you feel lately?  Any fashion-induced reminiscings?  Do share!

Flashback to 2005

Hair:  Botched dye job with friends.  My hair was black for 10 months, and it was supposed to be temporary dye.

T-shirt:  a gift from my German exchange student.

Purse:  A gift from an online friend.  Blogging isn't my first foray into the online world; I've had online friends for years!  I even met some of them when I was in Germany, with above mentioned exchange student.

Pants:  Are they tight rolled?  Really?  What's wrong with me?

Shoes:  Rusty, trusty Converse.

Let's not even get into Jordan's outfit.

I mean, that hair alone.

Yikes.

We actually dread-locked his hair about a month later.

You could say fashion wasn't exactly a high priority for either of us.