|All dressed up for Benedict. Yes, we tried on each other's Vogs.|
What I think is important to emphasize here is that I did stick to my self-imposed $20 thrifting challenge (if you don't count the new Anthropologie dress I bought at the Rugged Wearhouse. Which I don't.)
|No iron Express blouse, Etcetera skirt, Mootsie Tootsie sandals $2, Connie pumps $2, what looks like a handmade leather purse $2 (no label, but so cool, I've already taken it out on Movie Night)|
Everyone here who thinks I am a nut for hopping in the car to meet a woman I only knew online has asked, "Did you have a good time?"
My answer? "THE. BEST."
|Yeah, we took way more pics, but I thought you guys might only go for, like, six in one post :P|
It's hard to describe what it's like to meet a blogger you already like so much and have communicated with outside your blog, but it's pretty damned amazing. Megan is of course gorgeous and intelligent, as you know, and she has an unerring eye for
|I'd pro'bly be better at thrifting if I wasn't a terrible eavesdropper. This nice lady let me help her pick out a formal gown for her hubby. Yeah, her hubby. He needed a gown to compete in a Relay for Life Beauty Pageant :)|
We talked non-stop for hours, and kept losing track of time. Her family was completely welcoming, and even her mother-in-law's dog, who hates everybody but her mother-in-law, kinda took a shine to me.
My only complaint is that time passed too quickly, and some of our other fave bloggers couldn't be there. Trust me, we talked about y'all incessantly, exclaimed over thrifted clothes that would be perfect for some of you, and even bought one (it's a surprise) an outfit.
Even if Megan hadn't been a lovely and like-minded companion, or Benedict hadn't blown most other actors off the face of the earth as Frankenstein's Creature, or she hadn't given me a pair of shoes worth the drive alone, I still came home with a totally unexpected bonus: a cat. (Hubs said I lost my Internet privileges. Hee. Not really).
|Blogger swap goodies and button flowers from Megan, including Coccinelle flats, which I might wear in every future outfit post (fair warning, right?)|
|Sasha Jane, love-child of Megan and me. Okay, that's not true. She has a mom, and a dad, Smoky Joe, and Megan and I are his sister wives, raising the kids together, although no one wants to do the ironing.|
|Even though Megan spotted 500 great things to my every one, I found this blouse for her! The only thing we came even close to fighting over are the $2 killer teal heels she's wearing here. Although we both wear 6.5 Vogs, she has much narrower feet than me.|
P.S. I'm also participating in Not Yet Dead Style's Visible Monday, because Megan and I are pretty darn visible!