Whether you have followed my many outfits from the beginning or are just going in the paper-doll adventure, you’ve probably noticed that I don’t wear necklaces to games. For starters, I don’t wear them on a regular basis–I’m more of an earrings and big rings kind of gal. Plus, the necklaces that I do own are long and would get completely tangled into my press pass rope or my scarf.
But for the Sharks’ Sunday game against the Tampa Bay Lightning I went full tilt and busted out the neckwear. But not just any neckwear. On Sunday, I wore a “tie.”
It’s pretty well documented my over-flowing love for the masterminds behind the Twitter account NHLTies. They have not only provided me with great story material and fun in-game Twitter moments. These are genuinely wonderful people, and having someone to be silly with in an industry that can be so serious is really a breath of fresh air. I have gone so far as to paint a “dress shirt and tie” onto my nails as a manicure decal–really I love these crazies that much.
The story behind the necklace: Sunday marked my first day back from going “on strike” for a week after NHL Ties did some pretty critical judging of a colleague’s neckwear. I had contemplated getting a tie charm necklace for a bit, and the first day back from my metaphoric strike seemed like as good a time as ever to rock this. Plus, it’s so sparkly! I bought this charm at boutique across the street from my house–for ladies looking to buy something similar, I’m sure there are a plethora of online stores where you could find something similar. I chose a chain length that both complimented the neckline of my top, and wouldn’t get tangled in anything.
The rest of the ensemble: My go-to Brandy Melville skirt, pink-and-black American Dream top (which is actually a crop top, but tucked into a high-waist skirt you can’t tell), striped black Anne Klein tights and , of course, black ballet flats. The rest of my jewelry was subtle (lapis lazuli studs and ring from my grandmother, not pictured) because really, the focal point of this whole getup was the necklace.
We’ll see if my little “tie number” earns me a star on the evening.
Until the next puck drops,
The Girl In The Black Tights