That 70s Feeling

Like many citizens of Style Nation, I've also been feeling flummoxed by February.  Why so cold and annoying, Feb?
In an effort to deal with this, I am remixing a difficult to wear piece.  I bought this very beautiful, but too short in the arm length (and general length) vintage silk dress from La Fille d'Or last year.  Because of the fit issues, I offered it to my more petite sister, but she didn't want it.  But now that it's cold, I am trying wear it as a blouse.  Plus, the skirt of the dress doubles as a slip, as this skirt is unlined.  I think the colors of this outfit, and Edwardian style of the dress/blouse, has a 1970s (my favorite decade) feeling.

(I am actually smiling because Blokey was making faces at me in the corner.)

But in case I wimp out (or get sweaty in class) here is with a brown cardigan.

In addition to my earthy hued, 70s-ish outfit, I have celebrating my favorite decade lately by also enjoying 1970s artists (I'm crushing on Towns Van Zandt, although I can spend all day listening to John Prine), and reading Jefferson Cowie's Stayin' Alive:  The 1970s and the Last Days of the Working Class.  Who knew an academic book could grip me with interest?  (I'm not a historian, but I know well written and compelling research.  Class history, U.S. unions, and the music, movies, and social movements of the 1970s?  Score.  Bonus points for quoting the Lester Bangs' essay on Elvis' death)
 

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In addition to culture, pet therapy is keeping me happy.  (This is for A-Dubs!)  Buster is now a big boy.  But they're not BFF yet.  He and Lula are more like Frenemies.

They can look really cute near each other.

But this soon disintegrates into chaos.  I didn't mean to capture conflict.  This just happened so fast. 

(No animals were harmed in the making of this blog post.  But words were exchanged).

Happy Thursday, Style Nation!

Dress/blouse: from La Fille d'Or
Skirt: thrifted, Jacob
Belt: thrifted
Tights: Daffy's
Cardigan: Banana Republic, thrifted
Shoes: Tahari, via eBay