I’ve had this fringed skirt from Anthropologie for years. It is a very unusual piece which is of course is what attracted me in the first place. I had a hard time finding a similar one to add to my post. I think this one is super cute. I found this insanely expensive one that I think would make a fabulous DIY should I come across an plain black A-line skirt at the thrift store. I also found this one which I kind of love. Like wrapping yourself in a blanket and wearing it. Although wrapping yourself in a blanket and wearing it would be a whole lot cheaper.
My fringed skirt is a warm heavy knit. Ideal for winter when paired with fleece lined tights.
I always feel sassy when I wear this. I think it is the bottom fringe. Makes me want to shake my tail feathers.
Nowadays of course no one says that. They say are going to “twerk”. Or shake that big booty.
I can assure you…there will be no twerking here.
You and my lower spinal discs are breathing a huge sigh of relief.
Just the name itself turns me off.
Want to know where that word originates from?
The word twerk seems to have arisen in the early 1990s, in the context of the bounce music scene in New Orleans. The 1993 song Jubilee All by D.J. Jubilee is often cited as the first known usage. The song repeats the refrain “Shake baby, shake baby, shake, shake, shake… Twerk baby, twerk baby, twerk, twerk, twerk.” It’s likely that the word was being used in clubs and at parties before that, as an exhortation to dancers. By the mid-1990s, we see evidence of twerk being used online in newsgroups to describe a specific type of dancing.
Bet you never thought you’d learn about twerking on my blog today.
The boots I’m wearing were one of the best buys I’ve ever made. Bought them at Barney’s Outlet at Woodbury Common outside of NYC. They are the softest stretchy suede and go on like socks and are just as comfortable.
Socks as boots? Yes please!
I’m cracking up here.
Not because the wool skirt is tickling me.
Not because I’m thinking about twerking.
Because I’m trying to remain professional.
And this photo shoot became a farce when someone else stepped in and refused to leave.
Seriously…how am I supposed to work in these conditions?
Yes I’m looking away pretending I don’t see her, but she isn’t easily dissuaded.
I’ve trained her that posing in front of the camera means treats.
Now she is Kim Kardashian every time the camera comes out. It’s all about her and her booty.
So what do you think of the skirt?
More importantly…to twerk or not to twerk?
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