There is absolutely nothin' like the frame of a dame

Some terrible quality photos of the outfit I wore to the Kennedy Center last week to see South Pacific for my dad's 65th birthday. I'm not really into plays, so when my parents told me I was going to have to sit through a three-hour musical I was practically suicidal. The things I do for that man! Fortunately for me, South Pacific has some incredibly entertaining musical numbers and the three hours flew by in the blink of an eye.

The checkered shirt I'm wearing is actually a men's button-down my dad bought for himself in the 70s. When I was in high school he gave it to me (or I stole it out of his closet. Either way it's mine now) and I have been struggling to style it appropriately for years. I think the key piece in this look is the menswear vest because it reigns in the loose shirt and accentuates my, ahem, frame.

Vintage Levi's men's button down; F21 vest and belt; American Apparel skirt; H&M heels; Talbot's bag

The dad in question.

And, as an added bonus, my favorite little present under the tree.