No Fires

I have a new love, and it is my tripod.

Taking pictures was about a thousand times easier today, though I noticed that most of the ones I liked were taken in the same spot. I tried turning around and getting the lake in the background, but the lighting was wrong and I just ended up looking like a dark creepy thing in a denim jacket.

Speaking of denim jackets, I broke mine out again today. It really doesn't get much love or attention, but lately I've gained a new appreciation for it. The simple fact that I rolled up the sleeves breathed new life and sophistication into an item I often write off as a bit juvenille. 

 

I rooted these grey tights out of the bottom of my legwear pile, I don't think I've worn them more than once or twice the last few years. As I amass a greater and greater collection of wearable skirts and dresses, my need for tights has increased, and my esteem for them is increasing daily. See how lovely they look with the blue, and how they keep my outfit work appropriate? 

And here's a shot where you can see my purse:

I'm super picky about purses and usually settle a bit when I buy one, but I've been really happy with this one. And at about twenty bucks from Ross, the price was right!