What I Wore Sunday: Unintentionally Liturgical

by Shannon

Where there is charity and wisdom there is neither fear nor ignorance. Where there is patience and humility there is neither anger nor worry.

Where there is poverty and joy there is neither cupidity nor avarice.

Where there is quiet and meditation there is neither solicitude nor dissipation.

Where there is the fear of the Lord to guard the house 
the enemy cannot find a way to enter.

Where there is mercy and discretion 
there is neither superfluity nor hard-heartedness.

~St. Francis of Assisi

(Note: I've been meaning to say this for weeks now, but I want to give a shout out to all you WordPress ladies. I have the darnedest time commenting on your blogs, and I want you to know that I'm checking out your Mass fashions too! I'll comment, and it doesn't show, so I'll comment again, and Wordpress goes all "duplicate comment detected" on me, so I move on, and check back a few days later to find my comment never posted. Does anyone else have that problem? Arg!)


Time for What I Wore Sunday, with the lovely ladies at Fine Linen and Purple!

I decided to pick out my Mass outfit before bed last night. Normally, that would sound like a grand idea, but I was über exhausted after yesterday's craft binging. Nothing in my closet was pleasing me. I laid out four different outfits, none of which were right, and Ryan and I got into an — ahem — discussion over the appropriateness of denim fabric at Mass. It was not a good night to approach that topic (or any other) with me, and I think I won purely because I was moody and. Was. Not. Having. It. 

I ultimately despised the final outfit I chose, but this morning I was much happier with it, especially when I realized it was unintentionally liturgically appro-pro:



I always forget to photograph my outerwear. You've seen the shawl before, and today I used it as it's scarf function. The wool blazer I've worn all winter in lieu of my coat. Yes, I know that sounds crazy. It's been as low as the single-digits, and I have yet to wear a real coat. I just throw this on with a scarf, shove a jacket, hat and gloves in the back of the car for emergencies, and then go on my merry way. I always feel like I'm fighting with a coat — the sleeves are too long, the hem hits too low on my short torso, my seatbelt doesn't fit right, etc. Also, it's a bit warmer here than temperatures run back home, so ain't no thang. 

Deets:
Butterfly earrings: Target
Plaid scarf: TJ Maxx
Wool blazer: vintage, consignment shop I love (I actually think it had a former life as stage wear because it had an odd little ticket stapled inside when I bought it.)
White t-shirt: Target
Purple ruffle cardigan: Ralph Lauren, thrifted
Fuchia snakeskin belt: Target
Purple paisley skirt: Alfani, Macys
Tortoiseshell watch: Fossil
Brown tights: Target
Sloutchy boots: Born, Zappos



I went with the good ol' winterizing the summer wardrobe move. The skirt was recently uncovered while organizing our storage, so I was excited to wear it again. My mother gave me a gift card for my birthday the year after Cruncher was born, telling me to buy something nice for myself. This was my something nice, and I just feel good in it. This outfit was very comfortable, though the almost gauzy-like quality of the skirt's cotton caused it to stick to my tights as I stood, sat and knelt. I had Ryan on skirt-watch, as even the slip wasn't helping things.

While this outfit is a similar silhouette to one I shared a few weeks ago, and I tend to favor flouncy skirts, I do wish the skirt fit a little more straight and less poofy. 

I'm drawn to vintage-inspired, bottom-heavy silhouettes, which isn't necessarily the best for my shape and height. What do you think — does it look a bit better as an A-line or pencil? 



A bit more eye-candy of the accessories. I don't wear these items often, since I favor stud earrings and gold. This was a pretty easy-to-accessorize outfit, which is probably why I ended up choosing it late last night after I had lost my patience. 

Cruncher was a handsome little devil today (luckily not acting as one during Mass). The shirt and pants were gifts (and thrifted), so I'm not sure of their origins. The sweater is Old Navy, and the shoes and socks are Target. I was happy to get him in a decent pair of pants today, as he REALLY favors cargo pants, so I had to chronicle the event. He even butted me out of the frame for his own self-timer photo shoot. 


If you're still reading, and don't think this too personal a question, I'd love to know if you veil and why or why not. I'm currently discerning, and heartfelt thoughts aren't abundant online. Thanks!