Between my real life and my reading life, It’s been a whirlwind of a time travel tour over the last week.
Since last Saturday, I have been fashion forward here in 2013 , fashion backward trying to pass as Laura Ingalls [or more realistically, her mother], and a little of everywhere in between.
Come with me, won’t you?
Just a little jaunt through time…
…Saturday: I tried on and picked up our costumes for my son’s class trip to what is known as Sutter’s Fort where we would spend the day [and for the kids, overnight] living as if we were in the year 1846. Yes, really.
…Sunday: I co-hosted a clothing trunk-show party; fashion forward fun with 12 lovely ladies and shopping in my friend’s living room for unique items to add my to my 2013 wardrobe. Like this coral trench that I simply could not say no to. Could not. My wallet says ouch, but I say heck yes.
…Sunday evening: I begin reading Austenland, set in Regency England; where a single 30-something [Jane!] embarks on a 3 week trip to the Disney-equivalent of Jane Austen’s world – an English resort catering to Austen-obsessed women – dialect, dress and daily routine and of course the quintessential, yet ever elusive [right?], search for Mr. Darcy. I am of course, fully immersed in Jane’s immersion experience and must remember who and where I am.
…Monday evening: Out with one of my girlfriends, to a modern hip spot in our downtown, having Margaritas on a Monday. Why not? And then a little more of Austenland as I drift off to dreamland, sigh..
…Tuesday. All Day: I looked like this. But, I did smile. A lot. My son is a 4th grader and much of the year has been spent studying CA history. The end of the year culminating experience was a day and night in 1846 at Sutter’s Fort. Parents were into it as much as the kids, everyone assuming the role of early CA settlers. Food was made in a fire, after the folks in the kitchen made the fire, of course. Butter was churned, yarn spun, bonnets donned, lunches wrapped in bandannas, cameras called boxes, and purchases made with ‘gold’. And photos with no smiles; ‘the way they did it back then, mom”.
…Wednesday: A day off from school, to recoup and regroup. My kiddo and I became one with the couch and our modern-day electronic devices. Him the laptop and me the Kindle. It felt good to be back in 2013, but we both actually miss the dusty mess and one-of-a-kind excitement of the 1846 experience. I finished up with Jane and no, no spoilers if she finds her Mr. Darcy or not. You will just have to do a little time traveling on your own to find out.
Too tired to cook, the kiddo and I walked to dinner and while waiting for our food, we realize it’s trivia night at the sandwich spot we chose. Not playing, but listening along to the questions, we both responded to Q12: Who discovered gold at Sutter’s Fort? Really.
…Thursday: I resumed reading a book I had started before dashing off to Austenland; The Gods of Heavenly Punishment. This is a story in the genre of historical fiction, and set in Japan and Utah during World War II. Where am I?!?
…Friday: My profession is in academia and today we sent off nearly 1000 of our students into the world. They have left the safe, if demanding, ivory tower and are now headed directly into their own amazing futures. Truly, new, exciting and perhaps daunting times lay ahead for them. One day in sweats, the next day in suits. I imagine they will feel some kind of time warp also…
…and here we are, back to Saturday: While it has not yet happened – [ and there I go again, warping time for myself ] – the plan is to once again step back in time and go see The Great Gatsby. What shall I wear…the apron or the trench!?
When I wake up on Sunday, will someone please send me an email or a text and remind me what year it is? And what to wear.
I don’t know about you, but I really think it’s time for more margaritas, a little present-day serum. Monday feels like a lifetime, if not at least a half a century, ago! I was realizing, that if I were Amb from Words Become Superfluous, I could do a post on My Life as a Movie and it could be Back to the Future or Blast from the Past. 🙂
What era would you choose to get lost in, if you could pick just one?