It's Just Like a Rocker . . .

 Rock the Clock Necklace

Tube top: Kohl's

Cardigan: So, Kohl's

Skirt: Material Girl, Macy's

Shoes: City Streets, JCPenney

Bag: Candie's, Kohl's

 Girl in the Garden Necklace

Top: Candie's, Kohl's

Skirt: So, Kohl's

Shoes: Ami Clubwear

Bag: Old Navy

Jacket: Worthington, JCPenney

Belt: Craft supply drawer

 Rainbow Ribbons Corsage Necklace

Top: Victoria's Secret

Pants: Xhilaration, Target

Shoes: Worthington, JCPenney

Bag: Princess Vera, Kohl's

 Damsel in the Daisies Necklace

Camisole: Candie's, Kohl's

Blouse: Candie's, Kohl's

Jeans: City Streets, JCPenney

Shoes: Ami Clubwear

Bag: American Eagle, Payless

Citrus Blooms Corsage Necklace

Dress: B&B, Ocean City 

Shoes: Ami Clubwear

Bag: Marshalls

Sunglasses: Cloud Nine, Ocean City

Mint bracelet: H&M

Lime bracelet: Cloud Nine

Kelly bracelet: Parade of Shoes

. . . to crash a garden party.  To be sure, the Vegas lights irreverence of the nonworking watch face in the Rock the Clock Necklace unsettles the petals of the other four, more demure floral pieces.  But then, what's a game of dress up without a gatecrasher?  

Speaking of rock and roll, I was lucky enough to see The Killers a couple of weeks ago.  First and foremost, I'll say that they indeed "killed it" (insert groan here), playing all of their hits, culminating with "When You Were Young," to the tune of Franklin Institute-quality laser light effects and an explosion of K- and lightning bolt-shaped silver confetti.  It was certainly the concertiest concert I'd ever been to, complete with a shoulder-to-shoulder standing-room-only venue punctured by a lone overzealous dancer busting out moves so mosh-worthy and energetic that I didn't know whether to laugh or shield my face.  That's not true.  I laughed, uncontrollably, at the Saturday Night Live-esque absurdity of it all.  While shielding my face.