To say we are living through history right now would be an understatement. This past week has brought the highs of the successful SpaceX space launch, the pains of the continued lockdown and consequent economic devastation, to the lows of riots and looting, of peaceful protests turned violent.
Saturday night was pretty tense here, as rioters and looting took over the main part of downtown, which is a mere stone's throw from us, and the air was uneasy. Police choppers had been overhead for hours by then, and it was clear that things were escalating rather than dying down. A neighbor returning from a shift at one of the hospitals knocked on our door to offer to store our bikes overnight in his garage, as he had seen first hand what was happening, and was worried about what the night hours would bring. We scrambled to move the bikes as choppers circled our streets and the curfew loomed. (We securely lock the bikes to the iron grates and railings on the outside of the house and cover with heavy duty covers most of the time and do not have a garage to store them).
This morning (Sunday), the heat and humidity broke, and the day dawned sunny, cool and pleasant, a welcome relief to the stifling wet heat of the previous days. This last week of May has felt more like the dog-days of August.
The choppers are still swirling overhead, but with less frequency as the day has passed, and the sound of sirens is mostly replaced with the more homely sounds of birdsong. Some clean-up has begun. We shall see what the night brings. I have many thoughts jumbled in my head, but no coherence to write about it.
With that said, I'll just wrap up Me-Made May, this being the last day of the month. I'm well aware of the frivolity of such a post on a day such as this, so please forgive the dissonance.
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| May 19-24 |
This week was still cool, but definitely the last gasp for my corduroy and denim skirts until the fall. I pulled out my Fusion dress again on May 21, and enjoyed wearing it, to my complete surprise. I wore it quite a bit in the fall, and liked it with my Seafoam shawl then and now. That shawl is probably my most-worn make from the past year. May 22 would have been my gram's 93rd birthday, and I wore a bracelet of hers that day in remembrance. I miss her so. It was also a bit of an outfit experiment I had been wanting to try with my Purple Violet Squish dress, which had been slated for the block, but has been granted a place in my closet again.
Incidentally, I'm not sure if I ever explained the origin of the name of
the dress. When I was in college, I had a semester where I wrote
two 30-page papers simultaneously, one on the Haight-Ashbury in the
1960s, and one on Robert the Bruce and the fight for Scottish
independence. It was a bonkers semester, as I
would spend one weekend immersed in the American 1960s, and the next in
medieval Scotland. "Purple Violet Squish" was referenced in the
Haight-Ashbury research--a hippie poem, I think, and I used it as part
of the title of my paper.
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| May 25-31. I suppose I need to practice looking to the left for a change. |
This week the weather turned hot and steamy and just gross. It was pretty hard to keep putting one foot in front of the other, and maintain routines, particularly with everything going on in the world.
The cooler weather today has been a major boost to me. My only complete outfit repeat of the month was May 25, when I wore the red Brussels linen Everyday skirt again with my stripey top, and I think I like it well enough to keep it in the closet for the summer. We celebrated Ascension on May 28 (thrifted RTW mint skirt and white top, with my Chinook scarf, a MMM stretch but I'm counting it). I debuted two new skirts and an altered dress this week (May 30...details to come). I also cut down my green linen skirt for Birdie, and refashioned an old toile into a dress for Ponchik, as well as cutting down another old dress of mine for her. I'll post those photos separately. The blue skirt on May 26 is really a refashion of this dress, but it is a decent comfy skirt for gross weather, so I'll take it.
So that's a wrap on Me-Made May for this year. Over and out.




















































