Category is: Freezing Rain Fantasy

The irony is that I decided to start a new blog dedicated to me dressing up in poofy dresses and the first thing that happens is a big damn winter storm. Most of the country has it worse than us to be honest. I'm close enough to the coast that the polar vortex didn't really happen. The downside to this is that we got a wintry mix. That's a polite way of saying it's a hot mess.

We already had about 20" of snow on the ground. This storm brought snow, sleet, freezing rain, and now just plain old rain. All of the usual drainage is frozen solid so we now have running water where running water doesn't belong. Like the driveway and the garage and my three season porch. Temps are dropping overnight so everything should be freezing into perfect glaze ice by tomorrow.

This is not weather for poofy dresses. I can usually tough it out with some tights, canvas underskirt, sweaters, things of that nature. Since I have to help get this mess cleaned up it's a day for much more practical attire. I went for my Hellbunny jeans, a flannel shirt, and a cardigan for a 40's vibe that is very sensible when moving slush. Ballet flats inside, wool socks and leather boots when I'm outside.

Bonus outtake shot of me trying to figure out my phone, I look like I'm studying an alien

The hair is another hot mess. I have a herniated disc in my neck and after needing a significant adjustment with the chiro, I was on Advil and ice all day yesterday. That means no sleeping on rollers. My hair is in it's natural state: stick straight, fine, and slippery as silk. For days like this I usually resort to a form of Gibson tuck to get everything back, out of the way, and at least vaguely vintage. Toss a little wave in front and call it good enough for Zoom meetings between battles with the elements. Dusty Rose lipstick from Besame, mascara, and a poof of powder.

Spring has to be right around the corner, I don't know how much more of this nonsense weather I can put up with.

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