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In America it’s National Bike Month, and here on BA our Monthly Mission is all about driving less – which often means biking more! But even with the best of intentions, incentive to get your butt on a bike can sometime be elusive.
That is, unless you know you look good!
Riding in style may be just the motivation you need. However, looking ‘good’ means something different to everyone. To me it meant painting my helmet matte black and fitting it with kitty ears. To you, it may mean . . . adding a shiny red racing stripe! . . . or attaching a silver tiara! . . . or a hot pink leopard print paint job! I think I’ll bedazzle my next helmet with glitter and rhinestones, oh yes.
Whatever your pleasure, you have to wear a helmet for safety’s sake, so it might as well be fun or fabulous. Why not!? I recently saw a gentleman with a helmet painted up like a watermelon. So get creative – and have fun with it!
If DIY isn’t your thing, there’s plenty of pre-made creations out there (as evidenced above). So check around the interwebs or scout your local bike shop for inspiration.
But most importantly, be safe guys!
I got summoned for jury duty! I was actually rather intrigued, as the letter was cryptically calling it a ’special circumstances’ trial. Alas, I tumbled out of bed at a ghastly hour, got all gussied up, and fought for downtown parking, just to wait in line (in winter!) outside the courthouse for half an hour. As soon as I got through the massive security detail, I was met by a nice young man who took my papers, recorded my name, thanked me kindly and sent me home.
- Grey Dress: secondhand, by Old Navy (ha! I had no idea ’till just now)
- Black Longsleeve Shirt: Target
- White Tights: Salvation Army???
- Mustard Thigh Highs: Sock Dreams! (best socks ever!!!)
- Industrial Garter Belt: Sock Dreams
- Black Cardigan: by B.P.
- Flats: by AWOL
- Tin Bee Pin: a gift from Kate
- Mustard Purse: secondhand vinyl makeup case (?)
- Pink Earflap Beanie: a gift
The bright side: I had already written the day off, so it was like stealing a whole 7 hours of totally free time. Joy!