presents, snow, sun and fun!

Hello everyone! Sorry it’s been a bit since my last post. You know how the holidays can be. Our celebrations went very well. We had too much to drink, lots of laughs, and had way way way too much to eat. So that is just about perfect in my book.

pretty bird

We spent Christmas Eve at my in-laws home (I love my in-laws! Crazy, I know. I just can’t help it). It was great, we had brie, fettucini alfredo and tres leche cake. Yum! We watched ‘the Ref’ which is hilarious and passed out presents.

C getting into the Santa spirit

As we arrived

Do I like it? What a silly question!

I got my first present moments after I arrived. I was wearing a late 50’s black wool coat when we got there. But my mother-in-law wanted me to try on her mothers mink coat. Then she said I should keep it! WOW. It is such an honor to be given a family heirloom. It is a 1960’s brown mink coat that is amazingly soft and luxurious.

That’s me, not believing my luck.

Now, before you get all “fur is bad” let me explain. I have been a vegetarian for fifteen years. I love animals and I do not support the modern fur industry. However, I will wear vintage fur and if it is a family heirloom then all the better. I  get a little hippy on myself sometimes and even say a little blessing for the critter who is now keeping me warm. Yes, I’m a bit crazy. Moving on.

most comfy heels ever! thank you Naturalizer.

Well then, I’m sure you are dying to know about the rest of my outfit. I wore the same green wool felt dress that I wore to the benefit last month and wore the same shoes, tights, bolero sweater and my grandmas sweater clip. I did however add a fur hat that I think came from the 50’s or 60’s. It was my other grandmas and I can not tell what it is from. It is black and seems to have the same texture as mink, possibly fuzzier. So mink, beaver . . . not really sure. What I am sure of is how warm it was and how sophisticated I felt wearing it.

mystery fur hat

I usually spend Christmas eve with my Grandma, but she just passed away this October. So I wore it as a small tribute to her.

super fun Pumas

C wore a great orange corduroy blazer that she had taylored to fit perfectly. She paired it with her totally bitchin’ Pumas, jeans and a black shirt with a tiny orange print from Diesel.

C got her mom a pair of funny glasses that we all modeled for your enjoyment.

possibly my favorite picture ever

For Christmas Day we went to my family’s house. Unfortunately the batteries in my camera died and you know there are never enough batteries to be found on Christmas Day. We did get a couple of shots before my camera went kaput. My family always eats Hawaiian French toast on Christmas morning (made with hawaiian bread and orange/pineapple juice in the batter) and then lasagna for dinner. We watched ‘Christmas story’ of course.

I wore a skirt that I made out of muslin (I painted the design at the hem), a bright red crinolin or petticoat from My Baby Jo (a cute vintage repro website), a black cardigan from Ann taylor, my grandmas black patent belt, my grandmas black wool felt pill box hat and a ice crystal pin from the Metropolitan museum of art. C wore a blue and white gingham button down from J Crew, a black v neck sweater from Northface and jeans.

Yay! Hope you all had a very wonderful holiday. See you next year.

ciao, Torrebelle


Holiday errands on a snowy cold day

It was our first day off together in a long time. No school, homework, work or cleaning to hinder our day. We decided to sleep in, go out for an early dinner and do a bit of holiday shopping. Not that we have much shopping to do. We are keeping the holidays on a tight (almost non-existing) budget. We are both students and plan on taking more classes next semester. Basically we have no idea how it will work out financially. But we will figure it out one way or another.

Ooh, mistletoe!

Blurry as usual (really trying to get better about that)

I took advantage of the snow flurries and wore one of my grandma’s hats. It is 1960’s, black wool and very Jackie O. I love it. It was an instant glamorizer. I also wore a pink Isaac Mizrahi skirt from target, a thrifted ann taylor wool sweater, black ellen tracy boots and teal over the knee socks from target.



ooh la la

ooh la la

bunny hands!

She is the director of photography (meaning she is the one who suggests poses such as “bunny hands!” here she is acting put out for having to take a few photos.

You get a glimpse of our totally amazing pink tinsel, hello kitty christmas tree in the background. Enjoy!

Ciao, Torrebelle

tamale time

Well it’s been a while. Sorry for leaving you all hanging.

My friends throw an amazing New Years Day party every year. They open their home to an abundance of friends. We do a mexican vegetarian pot luck, drink all day and visit with all the people you wished you could see more often throughout the year. We gorge ourselves on homemade vegetarian tamales, YUM!

But before all this deliciousness occurs we have to actually make the tamales. So this Sunday was the tamale making party. Eight of us stood around their kitchen island while wrapping tamales, drinking margaritas and gossiping  catching up. It is always a great time. I really love how great it feels to all come together and prepare food for our friends. I don’t know why exactly. Maybe it’s the whole “it takes a village. . .” concept. I feel the ‘village’ concept is just as important for adults as it is for children.

homemade vegetarian tamales = food coma

The margaritas made for some blurry pictures (sorry, well, only a little sorry) but I think you get the gist.

My friends suggested I pose with an empty bowl and a large baguette. So . . . here you go.

I wore a turquoise 1950’s day dress, most likely from Boss Unlimited Vintage, red tights from Macy’s, black t-strap Naturalizers and a vintage apron.

After the tamale making marathon I headed over to an evening soiree. I volunteer at the Center (Denver’s LGBT center) as a receptionist once a week. The Center’s leading man and his husband invited all of us volunteer receptionists over for a holiday party. It was so nice to visit their lovely home. They are avid art collectors and their house could double as a museum. I fell for two of the Salvador Dali lithographs. C and I stayed later than everyone else and made a few new friends. Good times.

Then we went to the nearby gay bar, X Bar for a couple of drinks and dancing. It was fun. However, it spotlighted the decline of my marathon drinking skills. Oh, well. I suppose I’m just a cheaper date now days.

This is the moment I should have stopped drinking.

After the party we headed to the gay bar, gay bar, gay bar!

rough week

It has been the week leading up to finals at school for both C and I, my father was in town and met C for the first time ever and Friday was my grandma’s memorial. She passed at the beginning of October but my dad was in the middle of moving so we had to postpone the service. Which I think was for the best. It went okay. My dad put together a great slideshow with pictures of my grandma ranging from the 40’s through more recent times. The only issue I had was with the completely insensitive minister who basically attempted to guilt me into speaking at the service. He berated me in front of family I hadn’t seen in ten years, loudly saying ” so I hear you have no intentions of participating in today’s remembrance.” It was the tone he used, it was vile, he was vile. I did a fairly good job of defending myself. Thank all the gods that C was there with me all day.

She had only met my father for the first time the night before. We met for dinner right as he got in from Pheonix. Yes, you heard correctly. My father is a bit homophobic and opted out when it came time for out Denver wedding ceremony. So here we were having some dinner the night before my grandma’s memorial. He was only mildly offensive and mostly behaved.

Then that night my dad informed me that his friend helped him hack into my fb page to look at photo’s. I have no idea why they did this. My dad has showed zero interest in my personal life and whenever I bring it up, he changes the subject. Anyhoo, he saw pictures of C wearing a beard (for halloween, she was a perfect Richie Tenenbaum) and out of complete ignorance asked if she would be wearing a beard to the service. Really dad?! Really? You couldn’t tell in from the photos that you hacked into that we were in costume. How many times have I explained to him that she is a woman, my wife. Not my husband or the man in the relationship.

I’m rambling, sorry. His actions just spotlighted the fact that he has no interest in me unless it is self-serving. I would have gladly shown my dad pictures of my personal life had he asked or even acknowledged that I had a personal life.

Basically it was a very draining, emotional day. But luckily my wonderful wife got a bath ready for me. I practically overflowed the tub with lavender bubbles, had a glass of wine and some ice water while I soaked away the day. Plus my wife humored me, when I asked her to read me a story. As I relaxed in the tub she read the short story “Debbie” by Augusten Burroughs. It was the absolutely perfect remedy to my awful day.

I could have done it without her but I’m so grateful that I didn’t have to.

Ciao Torrebelle

Sometimes I wish I were a flapper

I sometimes like to go really vintage and wear outfits that are reminiscent of the 20’s and 30’s. My problem is that I don’t own any casual clothes from that period. So I just took some modern pieces that create the same silhouette. The hat is what really makes it look old timey, I think. This outfit is a typical school day outfit for me and consists of brown brogue heels from Contessa, orange a-line skirt from Old Navy, a burgundy gathered t-shirt (thrifted), Ivory hoodie with eyelet detail from Anthropologie, Brown scarf (thrifted), hat  from Anthropologie and lacey ivory socks from Target.

Oh and I wouldn’t want to leave out C, she is wearing a crisp, gingham button down from J Crew. They seem to fit her best as she has a crazy long torso and wide shoulders.

Hope all is well in your world.

Ciao Torrebelle

Holiday Fundraising Frock

What to wear to a holiday open house fundraiser? This is what I went with. It’s classic, festive and warm. I am always cold, so staying warm while looking fab is a priority for me.

This is a vintage emerald green felt wiggle dress. I believe it is from the fifties or possibly early 60’s. I probably got it at a dress swap or at Boss Unlimited, a great store here in Denver. Anyhoo, I paired it with royal blue tights, a vintage ivory bolero sweater, my great-grandmas sweater clip and black t-strap heals from Naturalizer.

Art for the Nations Holiday Open House

C just got her new glasses the night before. Cute right? (purchased at SEE, Denver)

Well I only have time for that little morsel today.

Hope it ties you over.

ciao, Torrebelle

stuff about me



Born and raised in Denver.

I love to eat, dance, make stuff, ride scooters and bikes and getting dressed up.

I go to yoga everyday (almost). I am a student. I work full time and I am moving to Portland in the spring. Yay!

This blog used to be mainly about fashion but I felt limited by the boundaries I had set forth. I am now going to include whatever the hell I want. That could be anything ranging from crafts to fashion to food. It’ll all be loosely based around me and  my goings on.

Ciao Torrebelle