Cape? Zara (last season's sales)
Plaid shirt? ?, Winners
Boots? Kenneth Cole, Winners
Belt? Roots, thrifted
Purse with an awesome herd of thundering stallions or mares? Thrifted
Lucky you! Today I am going to post on one of my favourite rant topics.... kids these days! Maybe it's the neighbourhood but I was a little shocked at how rude some kids were on Halloween... kids were being picky about what candy we were giving them! Maybe they are unaware of official Halloween protocol but it goes like this. Accept what is given you with a thank-you and if you don't like what you got, zip it and trade it later with your brother or donate it to your mom. It's not like we were giving away raisins and toothbrushes (Oh Henry's, Nibs and Skittles? Isn't that good?) or we were stingy with our portions (except that one 16 year-old who didn't bother to dress up, so Matt ceremoniously gave him one caramel) but a few told us they didn't like the one kind and they wanted something else. It's ungrateful and I'm angry they brought me down from my sugar high that night. Maybe I am turning into a crotchety old lady but that's not the way I was raised...
Ok, maybe I was raised with so little refined sugar that any candy offered was a treat and so now, unlike those kids, I am not picky about Halloween spoil. I ate all the leftover candy and then got some more at those 50% off sales the next day. Today I'm back in the healthy game but the cape is covering a bit of yesterday's chocolate bloat.
I love my cape for hiding my sugary transgressions but I also like some waist definition. My Mom is a genius for opening up the knit side seams a bit so I could put a belt through the front and leave the back all drapey. I'm a genius for figuring it out and taking advantage of her free labour. When I asked her to fix this cape, I dropped it off and gave her a strict deadline with no allowance for bathroom breaks... and because I was raised right and stuff, I said please.