So one of my errands today led me to Anthropologie to return what was supposed to be the gold clasp version of the fabulous silver clasp belt I wore last week with the bubble. Boy was I bummed out when I opened the little box and saw the exact same silver version I had already purchased lying in there. Oh well. You win some, you lose some and I still consider it a win when some money goes back into the account for once. On my previous visit to Anthropologie I stumbled upon (sure sure) the nicest grey poncho that somehow found its way to the counter when it was purchase time. Earlier this week we stopped to check out the canals in a distant part of my neighborhood and I threw it on as the sun went down. If you're looking for a light cover-up that can morph into something a little dressy I would highly recommend the Cloudcover Poncho - as well as every single shred of this outfit. It is one of my faves.
There I am heading off into the Shekinah Glory in my shredded Siwy's
(aka best denim shorts in all the land) and the poncho.
This neighborhood is so very quiet. It's a hidden treasure.
"Carrie, reach for the liiight," said in the voice of the crazy lady from Poltergeist. I still get nightmares!!
Back to the poncho: it's sleeveless and a wider knit with a perfect drape.
I love it with these shorts.
Here's a closeup from the back so you can get a better sense of the fabric and the drape.
While we were up there a gondola ride went by - complete with serenade!
And these high school kids were just paddling around out in their front yards. Lucky!
While the Chef was taking this picture look who came walking up...
He was such a sweet, timid guy! Out came the Cat Whisperer -
which is only kind of self-proclaimed. I kid you not, if there is a stray cat
within a one mile radius, they are on me. I'm like a cat seeking device.
Success!! Not to worry - he is being fed.
You remember the No Child Left Behind Act?
Well I'm the No Cat Left Behind person.
It was right around this time some guy came walking up with his new little puppy and cat friend gave a hiss and jumped off into the bushes. And here's where it got a lit-tle kooky. The guy proceeds to stop and talk telling us how he and his girlfriend are using Cesar Chavez's dog whispering techniques on the puppy. Then out of the blue he goes, "Yeah like I do singing telegrams and had to deliver one to him." I'm thinking, who the dog? So I ask something else and he says again, "Yeah, like it was live shoot and I had to walk up in a dalmatian suit and sing (and he bursts out singing some song) out of the dog snout. He was a little freaked out." And like a smart aleck I go, "did you get any tips while you were there?" To which the Chef shoots me a look. Oops! But, uh, random much? He was certainly nice enough though.
Anyway, shortly thereafter we peaced out and went our separate ways. That was a great evening - it wasn't cold and overcast which is a rarity these days for some reason. I feel like summer is passing us by and it makes me sad because we haven't had more than a handful of truly nice days. August? Are you out there?
Let me know what you think of the poncho. Do you wear them? I hadn't donned one in years and it reminded me how comfy they are. When it cools off in the evening what is your go-to item?