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shirt: vintage
belt: vintage
skirt: enyn brinie
tights: loehmann's
socks: h&m
boots: two lips

today's post is a bit later than normal, no? well, i assure you that i have a very good reason. i drove all the way down to lewes, delaware. that is freakin' far from philadelphia - like 2 hours and 15 minutes far. each way. you're probably thinking, "why in god's name would you do that?" well, here's why: i found a lady selling a hex sign made from recovered barn wood from a farm in lancaster county. i've always really liked hex signs, and thought about finding one to hang in our living room. turns out that they're not really easy to come by, as people don't normally tear down barns and save wood frequently. this sign is huge. it's about 4.5 feet long and 3.5 feet wide, and weighs about 90 pounds. i thought i'd be able to shove it in our honda fit* with the seats down but i didn't measure (i'm sure you can guess where this is going). i arrived at her house and opened the trunk annnddd

it didn't fit.

the woman had to call her husband, who owns a construction company, and ask him to send over two of his workers to help us get it on the roof of my car. i had to go buy tarps and rope and canvas drop cloths from home depot. the guys showed up, got in on the roof of the car and had to use a special tie-down called a ratchet to hold it in place. i then had to go back to home depot and get two more ratchets to make sure that the damn thing didn't fly off of the roof of the car on the highway. i also couldn't drive more than 50 mph, which make the 217 mile (each way) ride much longer.

anyway, this is what i wore. probably not the most appropriate attire given the situation, but whatever. i got the hex sign home and it's perfect, so i can't really complain. as soon as i hang it up, i'll be sure to post pictures.

*honda fits really do fit (mostly) everything in them. bryan and i have put our hoosier cabinet, card catalog, various dressers, and a barrister cabinet in it with the trunk closed. this was a freak occasion that couldn't have been more inconvenient.