Outfit: Colder Tonight


Every weekend, around this time, Moxie gets really antsy.  You see, most weekdays, she’s got plans: she goes to my mom’s house twice a week and zooms up and down the backyard, and every Friday, she gets to spend the whole day at doggy daycare.  (I’m told she even has a boyfriend there, but that’s a story for another time.)



On the weekends, though, it’s usually just Mox and me.  I don’t have a yard for her to play in, but I try to make up for that by taking her on extra long walks every Saturday and Sunday.  We play with all her toys and I give her more treats than usual.  Still, it’s never enough.

Right now, she is sitting next to me, staring down at the computer, and grunting like a pig.  That’s how she asks for something: she oinks.  I’m scratching her belly in between sentences, but I can tell that what she really wants  is to play another round of tug-of-war, which I can’t because I’m pretty sure she dislocated my shoulder from a previous game.

In any case, I’m writing this out as fast as I can, because if I don’t, I know Moxie will find some other way to disrupt me!

Sweater: old, Stitch Fix

Top: thrifted

Shorts: old, H&M

Booties: ModCloth

Bag: old, ModCloth


Outfit: Oak Leaves


Sometimes, I get a little bored with my little town.  It’s only a mile and a half across, which means I’ve seen the whole of it many times over.  And it’s wedged right up against Chicago proper, which means I’m forever comparing Oak Park to the city and finding it falls short.


dsc_0231But then fall rolls around.  All the trees turn magnificently golden, scarlet, and crimson, and they set off the Victorian mansions beautifully.  These days, I’ve been making it a point to take a long walk in the late afternoon just to crunch through the leaves and admire the ornate architecture.  Moxie seems to love it just as much as me–some of her favorite pastimes are rolling around in fallen foliage and trying to catch leaves as they fall!

And maybe it’s the nice weather or the fact that I’m outside exercising more than ever, but I’ve felt my mood turn up significantly.  I feel energized, creative, happy.  Nothing in my life is really all that different, but I see it differently.  It feels great, and I want to soak in all this hope and excitement and contentment and hope it lasts me through the winter!

Hat: old, Urban Outfitters

Sweater: c/o thredUP

Top: thrifted

Skirt: thrifted

Shoes: ModCloth


Outfit Remix: Three Ways to Wear a Red Dress


This particular dress has always been kind of a challenge for me.  It seems like it would be easy enough to style, but somehow I always manage to have some trouble knowing what to wear with it.  What color tights?  Heels or flats?  These are not easy questions, but here are some of the ways I’ve begun to explore the answers:


Embroidered belt, wedges, and plaid tights

I’m not sure how I feel about this combo.  I think I’d like it better without the hat and with a plain belt.  This look seems to have too much going on.


Fox scarf, embroidered belt, black tights, and boots

I like this look a little more, but I don’t love it.  I think it’s the fox scarf.  As cute as it is, it just looks a little…thrown on.

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Leather purse, branch necklace, gray sandals

And here’s the most pared-down look of them all–I think it’s the best out of the three.  It seems to me that even though this dress is fairly simple, the whole look should stay that way.  The next time I wear it, I think I’ll go with black wedges, black tights, a plain black belt, and some kind of stole or scarf.  Or maybe my new leather jacket!

Outfit: Treat Yo Self


Over the weekend, I went up to Wisconsin to visit one of my friends–she just landed an amazing job and took this fabulous apartment that’s none too far from Lake Michigan.  We explored the farmer’s market and discovered the coolest book store/tea shop in picturesque Kenosha, but those weren’t the highlights of the day.



After lunch, we made a stop at the outlet mall, where we decided to have a Treat Yo Self Day.  Even if you’re not a Parks and Rec fan, I think the name speaks for itself, doesn’t it?  It’s a day packed with buying what you want, eating what you want, and doing what you want.  In the end, I picked up all the clothes I’d been wanting for a while, plus a couple of extra goodies, like a gorgeous BCBG little black dress and the cutest Kate Spade clutch.

But even that wasn’t the end of it.  All day, I’d been wanting to visit Apple Holler and pick some apples, and every few hours, I would bring it up again.  When we were finished swiping our credit cards like they were Tinder, we were too late to pick, but we made the detour out and sat down to the tastiest home-cooked meal I’ve had in a long time.  And at the end, of course we had big slices of Dutch apple pie and mugs of hot cider.  It was like something out of Little House on the Prairie, you know?

We decided to make this an annual celebration, and I for one am all for it!  We all need a day to take care of ourselves.

Have you ever celebrated Treat Yo Self Day?  If you have, what have you done?

Jacket: Guess

Dress: thrifted

Shoes: ModCloth

Outfit: Two Can Play That Game


For a long time, Mox and Socks has been a pretty solitary space.  While it’s nice to communicate with other bloggers through emails and comments, most of the work that goes on ’round these parts can be a little lonely.dsc_0194



Not this week, though!  This past Sunday, I got to meet, hang out, and take pictures with none other than the incredible Emily Hallock of Thoroughly Modern Emily!  I’ve been following Emily’s blog for quite some time now, and I just adore her unparalleled collection of retro dresses.  And her voice really comes through in her posts–her wit, her excitement, her clever observations–it always draws me in.

Since we both live in/near Chicago, we thought we’d meet up and take some fun autumn pictures.  We drove out to one of my favorite settings, Mayslake Peabody Estate, and set up shop in the tree-lined path behind the Tudor-style mansion.

Spending the afternoon with Emily was so much fun!  We laughed at the silly poses we struck for our pictures, grumbled about politics, and juggled pumpkins.  And for once I wasn’t that weirdo taking pictures of herself, by herself!

One day soon, I hope we get together for another photo sesh.  And if you’re a Chicago blogger who wants to collaborate, shoot me an email!

Tutorial: Braided Hairband for Growing Out Bangs

wp-1476228797184.jpgI mentioned last week that after roughly 26 years of bangs, I’m taking a little break and growing them out.  The thing is, growing out your bangs is a notoriously tedious process.  Those little wisps that once looked so cute across your forehead are now an awkward fringe that makes you feel just as dorky as that weird bob you had in middle school.

When I tried growing out my bangs at age ten, my strategy was to part my hair straight down the middle and clip half my bangs to one side and half to the other.  Luckily, I’ve learned a little more about hair since then, and I’ve been experimenting with a few ways to keep my bangs under control.  This braided hairband is my current favorite, and it’s so easy!  This is perfect for those of you who are in the same boat as me–but it also works for just about everyone else, too!

wp-1476229031829.jpgStep 1: Pull back a small section of hair from your crown on one side, then pin it back out of the way.

wp-1476229031827.jpgStep 2: Leaning forward, braid a 1″ section of hair right above your temple.  Leaning forward will make it lie flatter when you stretch it across your forehead later.

wp-1476228797185.jpgStep 3: Thicken your braid by pulling gently at the edges.

wp-1476228797203.jpgStep 4: Pull the braid across your forehead, pushing back your bangs.  Secure it on the other side with a bobby pin or two, then tuck in any stray hairs.


And that’s it!  It’s such an easy style, and it keeps my bangs back like a charm.  Now, if your hair isn’t as long as mine, you can make a second braid on the other side and pull that over to meet the first braid–it’s the same concept as milkmaid braids, really.

What about you? If you’re growing out your bangs, how are you keeping them tamed?

By the way, I’ve been using the Winter Blend shampoo from Maple Holistics lately.  It smells amazing (eucalyptus and mint and bergamot, oh my!), but more importantly, it’s been calming my frizzies and soothing my dry, bleached-out scalp.  I have found that my hair tangles a little more easily when I use this, but other than that, I really like it.

If you want to get your hands on some free samples, check out their site right here!

Outfit: Ghosts and Stuff


Lately, I’ve been borderline obsessed with all things paranormal.  ‘Tis the season, right?  These days, I’ve been listening to as many ghost stories as possible, and I’ve been instigating all my friends into telling their own tales.  Some of them have told me spirits seem to follow them; others tell me they’ve seen horrible creatures.  As eager as I am to hear about their experiences with the other world, nothing’s really happened to me.  Except this one time…



I used to volunteer at an old Victorian house on the weekends.  I’d give tours and talk about the family that settled there in the 1850s.  Most of the time, it was such a pleasant place to be–I loved looking into the parlor, with its plush carpets and spindly, delicate furniture.  I would meander through the kitchen, wondering at the china cups and rough wooden bowls.  And the bedrooms were full of old treasures, like a Bible worked in jewels on the cover and homemade dolls.

But sometimes I wanted nothing more than to get out.

I knew I was being watched by someone upstairs.  Whoever it was would stare down at me while I sat in the front doorway waiting for visitors.  At the end of my shift, when I had to close all the blinds in the house, I scurried through the upstairs rooms as fast as I could–because I didn’t feel welcome. I never liked to go up there and only did it when I was leading a tour or closing up.

Once, when I was trying to get into the house, I unlocked the door and pushed to get in. No matter how hard I pushed, I couldn’t get it open.  Well, it’s over a hundred years old, so I was just a little frustrated with the antique hinges.  But when I finally did manage to pry it open, the door SLAMMED back at me with a bang.

After that, I got the idea that I needed to say hello before I tried entering the house.  That seemed to keep the peace.

Talking to other volunteers, I learned that my experiences weren’t unusual.  They’d tell me they heard knocking and footsteps, or the rooms would suddenly go cold. In fact, some had much worse to say.  One volunteer’s tour was interrupted by a woman who had to leave–she said someone was screaming at her from upstairs.

After one summer, I was done.  I’ve never gone back to visit.

What about you?  Do you have any good ghost stories?

Hat: old, Urban Outfitters

Dress: old, ModCloth

Belt: vintage

Tights: old, ModCloth

Shoes: old, Restricted

Bag: old, ModCloth