Saturday, May 12, 2012

Hip in my Knits

I've had this little fantasy since I was a teenager of being this supremely cool rock star, traveling around with my peeps, performing to an audience of loving fans, and being generally hip and fabulous.

In real life, I work in an office and sit at a desk and wear office clothes, and a uniform when working with the public. I go home in the evenings to my hubby and my dog and sit on the couch, watch tv, and knit.

Today, I volunteered at a local music festival for the second year in a row as an MC. (Off topic: MC stands for master of ceremonies, but sometimes people spell it "emcee." Why's that?) It's the closest I'm ever going to get to my rock star fantasy... meeting the bands, working with the sound guys, and rockin' out to the music with my water bottle and paper wrist band. It's a festival that features all kind of music: rock, country, bluegrass, jazz and folk. I run around like a groupie, buying CDs to support the acts and pretending like I'm one of the uber-cool musicians.

When I got up this morning, I looked through my closet to find something to wear that would be suitable for such an event. Jeans, for sure. Check. Ok. White blouse? No... too bright for the lights. Blue blouse. Pink blouse. Black blouse. Hm. Alotta blouses. T-shirt? Work out t-shirt, no. Looks like I only have workout t-shirts. Shoot...

I left the clothes, picked up my laptop and sent a message of despair to my social networks:
Emceeing at a music festival today, and I've just realized that all my clothes are office appropriate only. Dude, I feel *square.*
I went out for a run, and then came back, took a shower, and ate some breakfast. I opened up the laptop and saw that a friend of mine had commented on my post:
I hope you wear something you made!
Then, it clicked. I dug out the bolero I made to wear at a Christmas party last winter, popped it on top of a black tank top, pulled on my jeans, did my hair with a messy, tousled style, and bam, rock chick, there she was!

Of course, I made sure I pulled it all together with my new blue suede shoes I scored from a vintage purchase. You can get more music-cool than that!

So, knits aren't just for grannies, people. It's a knit that changed me from office girl to rock star MC. That that, spinster stereotype!


AR said...

You looked amazing, but more important, your charm and wit made you a natural emcee!

AdrieneJ said...

My natural tendencies toward being a goofball come in handy sometimes. :)

YarnKettle said...

You look good. I'm sure the knitwear enjoyed the spotlight and music too.
Keep on Rockin' (Now look who is square!)

AdrieneJ said...

I'm so glad I found a use for it. Honestly, I haven't worn it since Christmas, and it deserves to be worn!