and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom!

Yes, that title is an old Simpson's Treehouse of Horror reference... from when Kang and Kodos body-snatch Bob Dole and Bill Clinton. I am awesome, FYI.

The twirlability factor of this skirt: high.

Ruffled blouse - thrifted
Bracelets - thrifted
Skirt - secondhand from The Garment District in Boston (elevensies brand)
Shoes - Naughty Monkey

On Thursday nights, after I drop off my special-needs buddy, I haul ass to The Eagle (a gay bar) to watch Project Runway as it should be watched... sitting in judgement with a cocktail while making bitchy comments and doing Michael Kors impressions with a bunch of hilarious gentlemen friends. And occasionally wearing shortalls:

 Tank - Alicia Lawhon
Bracelets - I made them obsessively in H.S.
Overalls - thrifted (sorry, no tags)
Sandals - thrifted vintage Candies

If I was Michael Kors and being a bitch, I would say that these shoulder doilies are one candy dish of lemon drops away from making me your grandma's end table:

 I have a JAR of these little beaded bracelets that I made in high school. Decided to bust some out:

O HAI 1997, I have missed you and your bracelets. Now let's go listen to some Spice Girls and Jewel songs.