|grey felt hat: Fair Weather Accessories, Burlington Coat Factory|
polka dot scarf: local discount store, worn reverse side out here
blue glass and wood necklace and bracelet: Gabii's (Progreso, TX), worn here
grey-brown t-shirt: WalM*rt, worn here
grey striped vest: Dynamite, thrifted, worn here
|rectangular ring: consignment, worn here|
vintage brown polyester pleated maxi skirt: La Dear Canada, Netty Vintage
grey motorcycle boots: Zodiac, Dillard's (75% off sale a.k.a. Shoepocalypse), worn here
I was relieved for the spell of cooler weather we had back in June, which meant I could pile on all the accessories at once to give folks lots to look at other than my raw blotchy self. Though at the time it was dramatically sad in person, the situation is mercifully barely visible in photos. Amid all of the medical poking and prodding, I was reminded of the fun fact that even my insides like to be decorated: I am the proud host of an accessory spleen.
A quick search of spleen symbolism reveals associations with snake (consuming prey larger than oneself - such an accurate reflection of my appetite), yin, earth, stable substrate, getting everything done while doing nothing (well, one can hope), fluid balance using ditches rather than dams, and the processes of transformation and transportation.
On the other hand, spleen is also connected to melancholy, fear, agony, malaise, moral degradation, destruction of the spirit, and ill-temper. A ticket straight to grouchy-pants-town, a place I was clearly headed on a different day I wore this skirt in June:
|black heart flip flops: Vivienne Westwood + Melissa, ebay|
Further to themes of accessories, guts, and celebration - but sticking firmly to the brighter side - I'm also going over to Patti's Not Dead Yet Style for Visible Monday!