I have a Target problem. I go about once a week (usually for normal things like groceries,) but even with a list I end up coming home with either things I didn’t intend to buy or a whole lot of project ideas in my head. This week it was a combination of the two, but at least I can feel positive about what I got at Target this week because the impulse buys are at least useful.
This week I got some transitional fall pieces. The timing couldn’t be more perfect, either. I woke up yesterday morning not only feeling like hot buttered garbage (hey sinus infection, hey) but to a chill in the air. That chill was still there when I ventured out to the doctor later that day for a combination deal of antibiotics and some KT tape for my busted knee (that’s a long story I’ll share another time.) Since getting meds meant going to Target and that meant a little bit of a wait, I killed some time in the clothing section. And came home with these two beauties.
Orange is my favorite color. Flannel is my favorite texture. Plaid is my favorite print. This shirt is all three and I am in button down fall shirt heaven. It’s very lightweight and very polished looking and I am going to wear the crap out of this bad boy with a skirt, my suede booties, and a denim jacket. Swoon. I snapped this up as it was the last one of this color in my size and I was not going to settle for the green version. Nope.
The pullover actually made me dance with glee, though. You see, I spotted this (or an eerily similar shirt) back in the spring, but they didn’t have my size at all. I was super bummed out because this just looks like the perfect weekend or casual day at the office shirt. It’s boxy, but soft, it has stripes (second favorite print/pattern) and it’s lightweight enough that it will keep me comfortable on cool mornings but not drive me nuts when the day warms up. Skinny jeans and a bold, blue-toned necklace are going to make this thing look amazing. I haven’t decided on the shoes. I’ll get there.
I also got a cheap full length mirror since this is the first house I’ve lived in that didn’t have one. Now I can take outfit photos and make sure I don’t look like captain crazy before I walk out the door. And, of course, I got my meds and my KT tape for the aforementioned busted knee. And some coffee creamer. Target is a wonderland. And a problem. I love Target.