Hi Bossy’s black and white skirt she almost didn’t pack and then proceeded to wear every minute she was camping in Vermont this past week. Glad you held up to the splintery picnic bench with limited pulls in the dizzying fabric which, as a bonus, makes every body appear pear-shaped.
And to you, grey tank top that rarely left Bossy’s back except when she was sporting her black tank top, a special shout-out to your ribbing for masking general wear and tear after ten days of relentless use. Except for that unfortunate yellowing around your neckline.
Oh old man pants, how Bossy has adored you through the decade of your mutual acquaintance. Although you were often too warm to wear while hanging around the late July campsite, you were perfect for the treacherous hike to the arctic summit of Mount Mansfield, absorbing Bossy’s curses if not the outline of her maxipad.
What can Bossy say about you, black shirt, who effortlessly hedged against sudden chills, except that Bossy wants to marry you and have lots of black shirt babies.
Which brings Bossy to her lightweight cargo pants:
If you really want to know why you spent the majority of the camping vacation in the suitcase, lightweight cargo pants, it’s because you proved yourself very confining during Bossy’s eight-hour drive to Vermont that first day. And no, the two packages of road trip beef jerky had nothing to do
Also, lightweight cargo pants, while remaining tight in certain unfortunate areas, you have the habit of falling down at the waist if not secured with a belt, in this case an Ed Hardy belt from T.J. Maxx which Bossy purchased in spite of her daughter’s protests and only later realized the implications of wearing an Ed Hardy anything when Bossy’s friend her one time announced to a table of bloggers in a Mexican restaurant, “Oh my gah Bossy is wearing a Jon Gosselin belt!”
Next we have you:
Yes, you, red wrap dress from Shabby Apple Hold The Shabby. Bossy knows it’s not always custom to wear a flamboyant dress when sleeping outside and crapping in a communal toilet for ten days in a row, but Bossy finds your cut and fabric very sympathetic to the experience, most especially when called upon to stop traffic in the middle of a rainy Burlington Vermont intersection while Bossy photographed the “weird lighting.”
And finally to you, stack of cute camping shorts and t-shirts and brown minidress and denim skirt:
There was apparently nothing you could do to make Bossy wear you, sitting there all folded and clean and cute, so quit asking.
WebSavvyMom saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:35 am
–>My big decision on vacation is which bathing suit to put on every day. I finally learned to only pack two other pairs of shorts.
Babybloomr saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:37 am
You have achieved the impossible. You have made me want to go camping. Kill me now.
The Domestic Goddess saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:39 am
That red dress is RAWR on you. Totally wear it again and again and again.
PS – Bossy’s daughter was RIGHT. BAD BELT. BAAAAD.
Meg T. saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:45 am
but WHERE did you get the black shirt of my dreams? It looks so linen-y, and comfy and deconstructed military style and perfect for this stupid part of pregnancy where you don’t look pregnant just fat. I will buy one in every color
Missives From Suburbia saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:48 am
Next time my husband asks why I didn’t wear anything I packed, I’m pointing him to this thread. Things just don’t wear the way you expect them to. Ever.
Lizzy saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:54 am
Oh lightweight cargo pants, you disappoint me. I expected much more from you.
Rachel D. saysAugust 2, 2010 at 11:58 am
Still no way am I going camping…
Looks like fun for a moment… =}
Have done enough years camping…
Clothes caked in Bug spray, and looks
like I slept in them…
It is fun but coming home always made
me sooo Happy…
Meg @ Soup Is Not A Finger Food saysAugust 2, 2010 at 12:33 pm
I heart Burlington. Did you happen to jaunt down to Middlebury? Tour the Otter Creek Brewery if you haven’t already – it’s awesome.
Corey James saysAugust 2, 2010 at 1:30 pm
Please, please, PLEASE tell me that is NOT an Ed Hardy belt. Girl, you are seriously about to get pulled over by the Fashion Police and cited for reckless endangerment of others.
Em saysAugust 2, 2010 at 1:42 pm
I feel sorry for Ed Hardy. I was never a fan of the whole “Love kills” concept, but I loved their colorful designs.
I’m hoping they’re going to make a comeback. Maybe Bossy will lead the way!!
Deb saysAugust 2, 2010 at 2:27 pm
Bossy. Save Yourself. You MUST get rid of the Jon Gosselin belt.
Scottsdale Girl saysAugust 2, 2010 at 3:40 pm
This very thing happened to me when I recently camped. I brought about 6 outfits and wore exactly 1/1/2, wore the boyfriend’s long sleeve shirt he gave me the first night, when it was dark and raining, while we SET UP CAMP. Oy.
Sandra saysAugust 2, 2010 at 5:03 pm
Great post. I can so relate.
Lovelyn saysAugust 2, 2010 at 5:22 pm
Bossy holds her camera so casually over water. I would’ve managed to drop mine in accidentally.
Kelly, The Glass Dragonfly saysAugust 2, 2010 at 6:56 pm
Lovelyn, I would have dropped mine too!! I am much too clumsy to tempt fate in that way!
You officially took more clothes camping than I own. I really need to go shopping!
Carroll saysAugust 2, 2010 at 7:13 pm
Kudos to the Silver Fox for finally getting Bossy on the other side of the camera a time or two 🙂
bossy's friend martha's sister saysAugust 2, 2010 at 9:10 pm
I will be going to the Adirondacks camping soon.. thanks for the packing tips…. and the permission to buy a new dress for the occasion!
ruth saysAugust 2, 2010 at 9:56 pm
…”you were perfect for the treacherous hike to the arctic summit of Mount Mansfield, absorbing Bossy’s curses if not the outline of her maxipad.”
hahahahha This slays me Bossy! Periods ugh… the curse of womanhood.
APeetsMom saysAugust 3, 2010 at 12:27 pm
Dang I love that Shabby dress!
Laura saysAugust 3, 2010 at 2:05 pm
Why can’t I find that cute-cute-cute dress on the Shabby Apple website? I’m about to go all Veruca Salt over here!
KathyB saysAugust 3, 2010 at 10:15 pm
I hate to pack. Always wrong about it and pack too much. I did love the pop up camper that my uncle’s family had though. Got to go along with them to a couple of state parks as a teenager. His wife worked hard the whole time. Not sure how it could have been fun for her.
My last experience was pup tent style in a wilderness area. Too close to the babbling brook to sleep well. I kept thinking about what would be coming around to sip whiile my sleeping now ex-husband slept soundly. He slept through mortar attacks no way would he wake up in time to keep me alive :>)
Amber Lee saysAugust 4, 2010 at 11:09 am
Dear Bossy’s Clothes,
We are often worn out in the middle of the woods for days on end as well,
– Amber Lee’s long green skirt and long pink skirt.
Reeb saysAugust 4, 2010 at 7:09 pm
Dear Bossy’s Clothes,
Did she photograph you before she went (like: outfit suggestions?) or afterwards? Because Reeb wasn’t organized enough to photo us before her trip, and afterward didn’t want to look at us for a while. Except for the coral silk shirt, dang it, which is always teacher’s pet. Glad you had fun camping. Some of us barely got worn on our trip, either.
Reeb’s holiday clothes
foolery saysAugust 6, 2010 at 3:00 pm
Your self-deprecating humor often catches me off guard (hello, maxi-pad) and always makes me laugh. Fun as always. 🙂