Vapid moment: it’s festival season, and although I’m in mostly-reclusive mode these days, I am planning a blitz of socializing, starting with Blogher, then Meadowfabulous, and culminating with Shambhala in Nelson, BC. Then I have some scary surgery, but never you mind that: there are festivals around the bend! And festivals, dahlingks, mean festival outfits.

Since we’re moving at some point soonish (we’re negotiating on a place right now, trying to make sure they give us the washer/dryer hookups so that we can maintain this delicious coin-op-free lifestyle to which we’ve grown accustomed) I’m not really spending money on clothing right now, but with festivals coming up MY GOD what ever will I WEAR?!

I allowed myself to purchase one weird flowery accessory/headpiece thinger (Dre hates it), but then I’m doing something revolutionary: I’m begging one of the left coast’s ultimate connoisseurs of indie underground fashion to loan me some of her cool shit. Yes, really! I emailed Amy and begged her to loan me some of her cool clothes. I’ve seen what she wears! Her festival clothes are magical and perfect, and amazingly she agreed to the hair-brained idea. I’m borrowing clothes from Lady Leblanc, people!! It’s amazing. I’m sending her a dress and other assorted goodies in exchange, so hopefully it’s a win/win for everyone. I’m extremely excited.

Because really: don’t we all want to steal each other’s outfits? Vera, you better look out: YOU’RE NEXT. Or maybe I’m going after Alison’s arm warmers? I COVET THY CLOTHING, INTERWEB!

Ooh, maybe I should wear my weird headdress thing at Blogher? I was going to bring my nice 3 Free city dresses to look all profesh and stuff, but maybe I should swap and wear all my weird hippie/raver festival clothes in Chicago?