The Cheap Monday show was dramatically stormy and right on the water..such a cool venue. We got there early and killed time documenting our..bags. Mine looks a little Derelicte next to his huh. Wearing a Topshop leopard coat (love the shortened sleeves on the petite sizes) I ordered last month, Bryan‘s Chanel, and Jeffrey Campbell motorcycle boots.
(vintage open knit fringe dress over vintage silk slipdress, Mercury Duo shorts, Fiorentini & Baker boots, Forever 21 necklace, Balenciaga bag)
A while ago someone left a comment that sort of stuck with me, describing what my style used to be as charming, whimsical, hardcore, and hippie all rolled into one (simultaneously saying that it was no longer any of that and that I was losing myself..but that’s not at all my point). Though made in a slightly negative context, they had some interesting points to bring up and had my best interests in mind – I found it more interesting than hurtful. I have a hard time defining my style..mostly I just grab things I like, literally from everywhere, and then tweak the details until it all looks right to me in that particular moment. But I like the sound of those four words used together, even if that anonymous commenter was trying more to describe what they weren’t seeing…I think my problem is I’d rather wear and live in the clothes rather than ponder exactly why I wear them (also why I dread the template interview). Overthinking the meaning of the semi-meaningless is one of my least favorite parts of the world of blogging..probably because sometimes my mind falls victim to it too. Ideally style is first and foremost a natural, personal thing..the blogs or even people in general outside of fashion that I find the most inspiring are the ones with a very specific point of view.
(BCBG dress, Sam Edelman Falken boots, vintage necklaces)
Colin and I are such freaks. Have you ever driven really far just for a change of weather for a few hours? The lack of hot summer nights in San Diego led us to this road meandering through crackling dry fields circled in by smooth hills where nightfall meant a drop to 80 degrees. Picked up this dreamcatcher for $20 on the side of the road from a woman who seemed much more focused on her birdhouses and jam selection. It’s now safely hanging next to the window above my bed but the bad dreams aren’t all gone.
Running some errands in a top I thrifted last week. It had an entire extra layer that I cut off the bottom to make it..friendlier. Enjoying the weekend relaxing at home before taking off for Tokyo on Tuesday and then the next weekend I’m heading to Sweden for Stockholm Fashion Week. From street style to designers to blogs, Sweden is such an inspiring country and I am really excited to visit. And thank you to all of my Swedish readers, who have been so supportive from the beginning!