1.01.2010

2010

Happy new year everyone! Not sure how long its going to take me to get used to saying 2010...much weirder than 2009, 2008, etc.

I hadn't worn this blazer yet, which is weird, because I bought it about a month ago and was itching to wear it (it is wool, wool/itching joke, oh ha ha ha.) So I put it on. After I finished my photo preparation, I walked outside to take my pictures to notice the kind of rain that is so light that you can't see it, but still manages to get you and everything around you very very wet. I managed to escape with my camera undamaged and myself semi-dry.

(Don't mention that this picture is from another post)

[vintage blazer, hanes tank top, blank jeans, urban outfitters bracelets, vintage shoes]

12.30.2009

belt talk

I got a new belt. And this one actually has a hole for me to buckle it through. No more looping and twisting my belt throughout the day, no more my-belt-is-spontaneously-falling-off, the belt situation is great right now. How are everyone else's belt situations?


[gap button-down, pitaya cardigan, vintage belt, selfmade skirt, black tights, vintage shoes]

P.S. I got a fisheye camera for Hanukkah Chanukah Hanuka Channuka Chanuka Hanukah Hannukkah Chanukka Channuka Hannuka and I just dropped my first roll of film in to develop. I can't WAIT to see/show. Anticipate it!

12.13.2009

citron

I feel like citrus personified wearing this. But truthfully, I never actually wore this out. It's getting too cold for me to think creatively. It's about 55-60 degrees, but my tights are all ripped and I have no coats. What am I to do?

Suffer in the cold.


[vintage sweater, gap button-down, selfmade skirt, american apparel tights, vintage shoes]

12.05.2009

an idea to the makers of all clothing

Why don't they put sequins on everything? Why are they not a prerequisite of clothing? My sister got this sweater/top at a recent trip 'cross the state to Feathers Vintage, and I wish it was mine. She's really mad that I'm wearing it here.


gap button-down, vintage top, american apparel liquid leggings, vintage norma kamali shoes

11.28.2009

he's fantastic

Pastels are not friends with the camera. I learned this while I tried to photograph this outfit today. It just really doesn't work. I'm completely back into my skirt phase after I made this floral Liberty of London one as well as two other new ones during the break. Anyways, I wore this to see Fantastic Mr. Fox the other day (which is A++++, get off my blog and go see it right now)


[urban renewal blazer, kimchi+blue lace top, selfmade skirt, vintage belt, black tights, vintage shoes]

P.S. Sorry for the twice-as-many-pictures-as-usual, I was really frustrated with the idea of pastels.

11.21.2009

these shoes can't be worn enough

Can it be? A new skirt? Indeed, after a year of no new skirts (the horror), I found the time and energy to make another one, this time in the greatest pattern yet. I can't get enough of the blue with the red dots. Expect much more to come, and much more monotony of my outfits. Whatever, I haven't gotten sick of them yet.


[silence&noise jacket, martin+osa tank top, selfmade skirt, vintage belt, vintage shoes]

11.14.2009

and some of it was yellow

I picked up this sweater and skirt at Parkerhawn Vintage's moving sale for a combined price of $6 last week. The sweater is both the itchiest and cutest sweater I have ever owned, and the little green velvet skirt makes me look like a Christmas elf in the greatest way possible.


IGNORE THE RUN ON MY TIGHTS IGNORE THE RUN ON MY TIGHTS I CAN'T WEAR TIGHTS WITHOUT RUINING THEM

[vintage sweater, martin+osa button-down, vintage skirt, black tights, vintage shoes]

Title stemmed from a sort of sequel to this post

11.07.2009

we love you conrad

I love musicals. Ever since I was a tiny little small person I've loved musicals. My mother drilled show tunes into our tiny minds until we dreamed lyrics to Annie. For years, I was convinced that there were piles of men gambling in the gutters because of Guys and Dolls. This outfit is what I wore to a production of Bye Bye Birdie performed by a crapload of eighth graders.


[vintage dress, urban outfitters blazer, black tights, vintage shoes]