My boyfriend’s grandmother has this huge sprawling ranch right on the Mexican border that was just begging for some vintage to be shot there. Casually strewn about in one corner is everything from old mailboxes and mattresses to dusty spice jars and once-loved bits of children’s playgrounds. All that’s audible there is the sound of horses trotting and whinnying and roosters crying, which combined with the murkily overcast, humid day created a rather surreal environment. We normally try to avoid taking photos on cloudy days since it can be difficult, but I think the way these came out suits the environment pretty well. Look for some sweet jumpsuits and hot body con dresses in store this week.
A while ago I briefly toyed with actual Doc Martens but decided they weren’t very me, instead choosing to hopelessly pine after the Chloes that were for me the most stunning element of Paulo Melim Andersson’s collection that I jabbered on about earlier this year. Seeing them on this angsty Parisian just twisted the knife. So when I found them on a routine Yoox browse I contemplated sort of endlessly and eventually bit the bullet. So, so glad I made this irrational choice. The weird persimmon orange seriously glows, and they boost me to just under six feet (glad the boyfriend is 6’2″ at times like these). I wore them out shopping today with him and he informed my comfortably oblivious self that entire gaggles of females old and young were pointing and discussing. I’m going to go ahead and assume they were just wondering what the hell was on my feet since they’re hardly what I would call palatable to the average human. They’re actually really comfortable, though my boyfriend noted that they changed my gait in a weird way. He did preface this by saying that he likes the way that I walk in heels, adding that his brother had even noted this. Random.
In regards to my more present bangs, I tried Linda’s trim trick a couple weeks ago, realizing afterward that it wasn’t really meant for side bangs (still recommend the tip though!). Hmmm. I swear I went to college. Anyway, this left me with suspiciously un-sideswept sideswept bangs so I decided to just take the plunge and commit to the full deal. For now, anyway.
Dress, FCUK. Wedges, Chloe. Headband, Loehmann’s. Bag, vintage. Added my leather bomber jacket later.
Being so busy working on the new unveiling of the store has left me zero time for blogging, even though I have so much to post. My inability to quench my sick internet obsessions and blogging desires have left me feeling perpetually twitchy and anxious. Scary, huh. But I finally got around to working on the photos I mentioned a couple posts ago. My boyfriend and I ventured north with a car full of clothes and shoes and got to work. Probably not the average way to spend your Sunday, but we have so much fun taking these that the time just flew by until all of a sudden we were dying of thirst and decided to go jump in my pool before the sunset.
I’ve marked most of the items but if I missed anything feel free to ask. The black lace dress is a little big for me in the hips so it’ll be for sale as soon as things are back up and running on eBay. You can’t quite tell in the photos here but it has the sickest bustier and open back. So good. Anyway, hope you enjoy..don’t forget to click to enlarge!