Sunday at Augusta

Steve and I spent Sunday at Augusta National for the final round of the Masters (I know, I've talked about nothing else for a week, now, but I promise, this is the end!!), and that golf course? It's gorgeous. But, it's also crazy hilly, and I can barely walk this morning after traipsing all over the place for twelve hours yesterday. We got there around 7:30am, before they even opened the gates, and about 30-45 minutes later, we were finally inside. We set up our chairs on the 18th green, hit up the merchandise shop, checked out the practice range, ate a quick snack, and headed to the 1st hole to see the first golfer tee off.

There was more wandering, as Steve and our friend Jim (who've both been to Augusta before, for practice rounds) showed me the course, and I made them stop every time we passed a bathroom, because the early morning start required coffee, and coffee does not get along well with my bladder at all. More wandering, more wandering, then we dropped Jim off in the grandstands at the 15th hole, while Steve and I went to track down my favorite golfer for a couple of holes. After four or so holes, I had thoroughly creeped myself out by being that person who was constantly standing there every time he passed the ropes, so we headed back to Jim at 15 for a couple of golfers.

Steve and I left, again, to hike all of the way back to the front of the course, so we could get our picture taken by the official Augusta photographer, because cameras are not allowed inside during tournament days, and I needed photographic evidence of the day, for crying out loud. Then, we walked back to our chairs at 18, where Steve left me to go join Jim back at 15, because the leaders were still only on the front nine. After a few minutes of sitting there by myself, I was bored and needed a water refill (90 degrees, people, and not a cloud in the sky. It. Was. HOT.), I went and tracked down my favorite golfer again, as he was finishing up on 16, and followed him for the last couple of holes. I briefly considered grabbing his butt as he was teeing off on 18, because I was that close to him, but I refrained. I am the model of restraint.

Besides, I kind of liked the place, and I would like to be allowed back in sometime soon. And I'm not entirely sure Steve would have left to bail me out of jail, if it had come to that. The finish was pretty amazing.

Also? I'm kind of hooked on golf, now. This southern thing might actually get to me, after all...

Dress: Banana Republic Outlet

Shoes: Cole Haan

Hat: Target

No Connection

Do you know the longest I've gone without internet connection of some sort since I got a Blackberry in 2007 (and subsequently replaced it with an iPhone a couple of years later...)?

Well, I think I've flown to Vegas/San Diego/Denver since then, so maybe three to four hours? At the most?

I'm not sure exactly, but I know it hasn't been long.

So, I was a little confused when Steve got tickets to the final round of the Masters for Sunday and said I could come along, but that my phone was not invited. No electronics allowed? WHAT?!?!?

It just doesn't seem natural not to have it on me. No contact with the outside world is just not right.

But it's kind of a big deal, so I guess I'll do what I have to do. Just don't talk about me while I'm away, ok?

(Also, does anyone have a Lilly Pulitzer dress they'd like to overnight to me for my trip? That seems to be the going rate of fashion at Augusta National these days, and I'm fresh out...)

 

Skirt: Banana Republic

T-Shirt: Express

Cardigan: J Crew

Shoes: Nine West

I gave in...

Mother Nature finally beat me down, people.

I had a nice little springtime outfit picked out for yesterday...spring-y colors of green, a fluffy skirt, bare legs, the whole nine yards. I was ready to go!

And then I woke up to a 34 degree morning and a frost advisory.

I don't care how warm it gets later in the day, I don't do bare legs during a frost advisory.

So, if Ms. Nature wants to give me fall weather, I will give her a fall outfit, thank you very much.

 

Here's hoping for warmer weather tomorrow!

Blouse: Banana Republic Outlet

Sweater: Land's End Canvas

Pants: The Limited

April Showers...

...bring another copy-cat outfit posting!

Monday night, we had some pretty intense storms rolling through Georgia, so I didn’t get much sleep. And I wasn’t really the only one not sleeping in my house, since the crazy hail that hit our area around midnight woke up the dogs (seriously, the sound of thunder is nothing next to my dogs barking their fool heads off at the household intruder that is hail hitting the windows…), and then I may have made matters worse by waking my poor husband up when I turned on the tv in the bedroom to watch all of the storm tracker news. I think the only one who wasn’t affected by the storm was Brigid, and that’s because that kid sleeps like a rock. And doesn’t have a zoo’s worth of animals sleeping in her room…

Anyway, when I dragged my poor, exhausted self out of bed at 6am yesterday morning, I knew there was no way I was putting myself together in any sort of passable way on my own. And since my last catalog inspired outfit worked so well for me, I flipped through the pile of clippings that I’ve started accumulating recently, hoping something would jump out at me.

And it totally did…

I’m not going to lie, I am kind of enjoying this whole process of letting someone else do all of the hard work for me. So, who wants to move to Georgia and be my full-time stylist now?

Button-up: Land’s End Canvas

Sweater: Banana Republic

Skirt: Ann Taylor Loft

Boots: DSW

Prairie Chic

I bought this dress at J Crew years ago, but I've only worn it a couple of times. I've always had trouble with the styling, because I'm not at all sure that this length of skirt is flattering on me, but I haven't really wanted to give up the fight. I may have to give in, soon, though, because I'm just not sure it's working.

It's one of those dresses that always looks better in my head than it does in reality.

Although, maybe if I wear it with a long sleeve sweater next time? Maybe if I tie the sash in back? Maybe if I switch up the belt, entirely? Maybe then it would work?

Maybe I still haven't learned my lesson after all?

Dress: J Crew

Sweater: Gap

Shoes: Nine West

And, if you're interested, I am posting over at Style Lush today about my issues with plants, and how I'm slowly overcoming them with the help of ice...