OK, OK, I’m totally cheating with this Ruby Shoesday, because these shoes are only a little bit red rather than totally red. This morning, though, while I was pondering whether or not I could get away with using them for a Ruby Shoesday challenge, I happened to look at Shoegal, and saw that Fi had done exactly that. Well, that made up my mind for me, and the Lady Dragons were duly inducted into the Ruby Shoesday rotation. Now I just wish I’d thought of doing it sooner…
Just a couple of quick photos for today’s Ruby Shoesday: I’ve called this one “After the Rain”, but it would’ve been more accurate to call it “Before, During and After the Rain”, because the weather was alternating between torrential rain, complete with hailstones, and little bursts of sunshine, so we ended up heading home sooner than expected. Poor Rubin was NOT happy to have his walk cut short, let me tell you!
If I look a little bit sad in these photos, well, that’s because I am. Winter arrived here almost overnight this week, which means that:
a) I need to either freeze in my sandals, or lose them under the terms of the Shoe Challenge.
b) This is probably my last chance to wear my beloved red Louboutins, for a while at least. (Although, hey, there’s always Non-Casual Friday! And central heating!)
Also: I really need to seek out some new ruby shoes for winter. I do have four pairs of cold-weather-appropriate red shoes, but two are pairs that I hardly ever wear, and as we now have approximately 11 months of winter ahead of us, that’s a LOT of Tuesdays on which to rotate the same two pairs of shoes. (Not that it stopped me wearing these ones all summer, mind you…)
(Matalan red bow shoes (last seen here), with: Skirt, H&M (last seen here); cami top, Gap Body; boat-neck sweater, Zara; belt, free with this dress; corsage, Dorothy Perkins)
So, I was out walking the dog earlier today (an event which I changed into flats for, I should add, although in my defence, the flats were also red), and on the way home I rounded a corner and found myself face-to-face with a woman and three children, who were walking in the opposite direction. “Awww!” the children chorused, looking at Rubin. Then their eyes moved upwards, and they saw me. “SHE’S WEARING A DRESS, MUM!” one of the little girls shouted in excitement. “SHE’S WEARING A DRESS! A dress, mum! A DRESS!” Then they walked on, and until they were out of earshot, all I could hear was, “But she was wearing a dress! Mum, she was wearing a dress! A dress! A dress! Wearing a dress!”
And that right there tells you all you need to know about my town, and how rare it is to see someone in a dress: or, in this case, a skirt, because this is, in fact, that trusty old H&M skirt which has become the unofficial uniform of my summer this year.
Today I’m wearing it with a petticoat underneath to give it a little more shape. It’s the kind of skirt you just can’t help but twirl in…
Because my life is super-exciting, I wore this outfit to the dentist’s today. I’m pretty sure my dentist thinks I don’t actually own clothes that aren’t jeans (because obviously dentists have nothing better to do with their time than analyse what their patients are wearing): I’m having Invisalign treatment on lower teeth at the moment, so I’m there every couple of weeks and, being the clumsy and accident-prone person I am, I always worry that a skirt will ride up in the chair and I’ll inadvertently show the poor man more than just my molars, so jeans it is. And I guess if I’m going to drool (and trust me, I am), I’d may as well drool over a pair of jeans than something that has to be dry-cleaned…
Remember those red nautical slingbacks I wasn’t ever going to wear again, because they pinched my toes? Well, ya know. It’s not like I really needed all those toes anyway, is it?
I’m a little late with Ruby Shoesday this week because we’ve been out most of the afternoon, first picking up my in-laws from the airport, then catching up with them at home after their annual five weeks in Greece. For me, their return is always a sign that the end of summer is fast-approaching, and the weather today was appropriately gloomy and foreboding: winter’s a-comin’, folks – prepare for even more whining than usual from me!
(New mantra: When in doubt… get the red shoes and polka dots out!)
Because my life is so glamorous, Shoeperman and I are going to a pub quiz tonight. Now, I’m not really a “quiz” kind of girl. In fact, I’ve never actually been to a pub quiz before, and that’s because I know absolutely nothing. About anything. Well, except shoes, obviously. Unless there’s a category (do they have categories?) on ‘The Complete Works of Christian Louboutin’, then, I’m going to be that girl who’s the last to be picked for anyone’s team (do they have teams?), and who everyone stands around arguing about, going, “Why do WE have to have Amber on OUR team, it’s not fair!”
It’ll be just like high school, then, basically.
I also have no idea what people wear to such things, and I somehow doubt my usual “What Would Dita Do?” (WWDD) policy will be of much use to me here, so I decided to just stick with my summer staple of polka dots and cropped trousers. That’s as opposed to my other summer staple of stripes and navy, obviously. I’ll save that for next time.
I actually bought this top intending to wear it with this red pencil skirt, but I figured that might be a much much for the pub on a Tuesday night…
Don’t think I didn’t consider it, though.
Apparently the prize is a bottle of wine. Wish me luck!
What’s everyone else wearing today? Do you have your ruby shoes on?
When the sun shines in Scotland, you have to be prepared to just drop everything and run out to enjoy it, because it could well be pouring with rain (or snowing) five minutes later. So that’s exactly what I did. The smell of my sunscreen totally takes me back to Florida. When I close my eyes, I can almost be on vacation again…
