And Exhale! A Relaxing Mid-Week Date Night

For the life of me, I can't write a decent introduction this week. I've attempted sass. I've attempted to be clever. I've attempted to be upfront and plain-spoken and to the point. Each attempt has been universally awful. Let's save you the pain and agony, and dive right into the experiment.

CANNON BALL!!!!!

THE EVENT: Date night! Dinner and a play.

THE BROKEN RULE(S):

Heels are too much. This is Seattle, after all.
Don't wear anything too revealing.

THE OUTFIT: For all of my planning and overthinking, I've let one fashion rule fall to the wayside. And, to add insult to injury, it's the rule I broke in my very first blog post: "Heels are too much. This is Seattle, after all."

And while I know that these turquoise platforms aren't stilettos, they do add significant height. I paired them with a black midi skirt, and this millenial-pink striped button up. The shirt is also a rule breaker. It's a bit sheer. GASP! SHOCK AND AWE! My bra matched my skin tone, and my hair has gotten so long now that it's hard to tell, but it still felt a bit daring.

While this outfit broke two rules, I also wanted to wear it. Wearing what I want is a big part of the experiment, and I don't highlight it enough. I love these shoes. They're fun, and retro, but still support my sad, sad ankles. I love this skirt. It's midi (my favorite length) and just the right amount of flowy. And, you guessed it, I love this top! I call it my retired-man-in-my-Miami shirt, and I do feel funner and wiser when I wear it.

THE EXPERIENCE: I love a good mid-week date night. It splits up the week, and gives me something to look forward to. This one didn't disappoint! We started with dinner at a new poke restaurant. We loved it! They had miso soup that came out of a dispenser (like soda!), and it was shockingly good.

Next, we headed to Seattle Center to see a play at Seattle Repertory Theatre. Miraculously, we found parking right across the street and had some time to spare. We wandered through the Center in the sun, and then headed into the theatre. The play, Familiar, took place the night before a wedding. I loved the play, and also found it a bit cathartic. I can't imagine the night before our wedding will be nearly as dramatic as the night depicted in the play. That realization helped me exhale some pent up wedding-anxiety. We headed home, and I felt a bit lighter.

THE CONCLUSION: This experiment must be working. The outfit I wore was a rule breaker - a double rule breaker at that! I wouldn't have worn it pre-experiment, but wearing it for this event only felt appropriate. I didn't have any particular anxieties. I didn't feel like I was wearing a blinking neon sign or a fluorescent construction vest. (Side note, I once performed in a show where an audience member did wear a fluorescent construction vest! The stage lights reflected off of the vest, and he glowed the whole show!)

So, does this mean I need to step it up? To make the experiment bigger and broader? What do you think? Are there any fashion rules that you'd like to see me break?

I'll be back on Wednesday with another blog post. Until then, come say hi on Instagram!