My daughter Caitlin’s birthday is on January 4th. I won’t lie. While she was growing up, it was hard to find the energy after the holidays to throw her a big birthday party.
Now my challenge as the mom of this adult is simply getting on her calendar. She has many friends and several celebrations.
A few years back the Kinsel girls started honoring her January birthday with brunch at a nice restaurant. Some champagne, ordering off a menu, dessert with a candle in it, and nothing to clean up. Now that’s a party!
I remember last year. I got to the Buckeye Roadhouse restaurant on the early side. It was raining. As soon as Caitlin opened the door, and she was glowing. A green hooded jacket with fur trim framed her face, her long blond hair tumbled out around her shoulders, her lips were bright red. She was radiant and pregnant. Would our tradition continue once the baby was here?
Finding a party dress from my closet
I made the reservation at the Buckeye Roadhouse for three babes and a baby. The next thing to do was to figure out what to wear.
I woke up that morning so ready to put an outfit together as I’d spent a week in jammies suffering from a bad cold.
This Lafayette 148 dress won my vote. The pattern of it reminds me of snow falling in the Midwest. In this next blurry closeup, it looks more like gusting snow, which for some reason, warms my heart. Growing up in North Dakota, winter was my favorite season.
Putting the outfit together
I slipped the dress on (the easy part) and then worked on the shoe situation. I have fewer shoes in my closet than any of you, unless you too have fussy feet, in which case we may be tied.
I could wear tall, flat riding boots. Too ominous. I could wear calf-high flat boots. Too casual. I could wear patent leather Chelsea boots. Too flashy.
I settled on my black suede ankle Aquatalia boot. What delights me about the distance between the top of the ankle boot and the hem of my dress is the hosiery I’m wearing.
I could have worn opaque black tights, but I wanted a lighter feel and these fishnets gave me exactly that.
Accessorizing my sheath dress
Some body shapes can wear sheath dresses so well. Mine’s not one of them. In order to make this sheath dress fit me better, I need to add a wide belt. This leather and faux fur Carlisle belt from years back does the trick.
Wearing my jean jacket over the dress
This dress is sleeveless, so I looked through my blazers and jackets for that needed second piece but I was uninspired. My jean jacket starting talking to me, though. It said, “Hey, Bee, check me out!” So I did. It had the right feel. It was a spunky solution for making a grownup dress look less serious. (“Thanks for speaking up, Jean Jacket!”)
My jean jacket needed decorating. I thought about how my girls call me Mommyfoxy. And so far, my grandmother’s name is Grammafoxy. There was no decision to be made. I’d wear my red foxy pin, which was sent to me by my friend Suzanne in Australia.
I somehow knew Viv would like it. I was racking up pleasure points galore just thinking about wearing this outfit to the gathering. (For more on pleasure point dressing, check this out.)
A larger-scale necklace is my choice for the dress
This dress has all those dabs of white on it. It’s a pretty small print. I decided to decorate my neck with a large beaded necklace in shiny gray and black. I wanted my necklace to bring focus to my face while relating to the dress, and I loved the contrast in scale. Big shiny beads, tiny matte print.
I added simple, nothing earrings. “Nothing earrings” are very important when wearing bold necklaces. To read why statement/something necklaces need nothing earrings, check out this post.
I zeroed in on a faux fur foldover clutch in black and white. The texture was making me deliriously happy. Would Vivienne like it?
My pleasure is her pleasure
Guess who appreciated my accessory choices? Viv!
I arrived at the Buckeye Roadhouse ahead of time. As soon as Caitlin walked through the door, I reached out and took the baby. What did she go for? The foxy pin, of course!
Viv loves those touchy-feely board books. The big patch of texture from my bag kept her hands entertained for several minutes at the table.
During brunch, Viv ate her little morsels of things that looked like Fruit Loops but aren’t. She did have her eye on my salad though, as you can see.
Collecting new birthday memories
I think what I’ll remember about this birthday celebration is not what Caitlin was wearing, but what I was wearing. I had so much fun putting this outfit together, anticipating Viv playing with my accessories. I’ll remember the feeling of Baby Viv in my arms as we went on field trips around the restaurant. I’ll remember how this is the year family life changed forever. I will remember joy.
What’s your most recent memory of an outfit? Is it associated with something that was happening that day? We all want to hear all about it!
Please share, dear friends!