(Erin x RVCA dress, vintage Escada sweater, Noir jewelry, Doc Marten 14 eye boots)
Well a minor trim turned into waving goodbye to a couple inches…this is why I hate having anyone touch my hair. Whatever..it grows faster in the warmer months anyway.
Springtime is essentially when I, along with the the bulk of femalekind, indulge myself in my favorite florals. I have a small collection of pieces that I’m satisfied enough with not to feel the pressure to expand – mainly a Forever21 cotton bustier, an unevenly hemmed floaty vintage number, the infamous Kate Moss pansy print, and now this perfect little tribute to the ’90s. Speaking of which, Chasing Amy is on IFC right now and an infantile Affleck and Joey Lauren Adams in a mesh top are requiring my attention..
(Alexander Wang dress, Sam Edelman boots, Guess necklace)
What better place to take a picture of a dress inspired by the way a wet Tshirt clings to the body?
This weekend..gave both of our cats a bath, spent a day in Palm Springs on a whim, tried not to step on mutant ants, almost left my sunglasses in the desert, took pictures of a sandstorm and a sunset, witnessed bone chilling bus crash on the drive back, bought a mildly used white leather couch, decided lingonberry jam is the only kind worth eating, wore a long dress for multiple hours, broke a makeup mirror, shared the best crab dinner of my life at a restaurant with no plates, acquired a woven bracelet at an AMPM in the middle of nowhere, did four loads of laundry and screwed one up, painted my nails eggplant while watching Slumdog Millionaire, contemplated and didn’t begin three diy projects, had Colin tell me that I need some new shoes because he’s sick of mine, saw one of my best friends again after a year of both wondering if we were fighting, sat in the backseat of my Jeep for longer than I ever have and concluded that I liked it there, found out that my grandmother loves the blog, paid rent, changed outfits over ten times but wore my vintage Escada cardigan with most of them, rediscovered a crochet minidress, fell in love with pomegranate frozen yogurt, laughed into delirium on a pile of rugs, and took all my vitamins.
(vintage jacket and dress, Oasis laser-cut boots)
I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to get this mad little jacket on here..one of those $5 thrift store finds that was just meant to be. I find it pretty hilarious that the only things distinguishing it from a blanket are buttons and a good dose of black leather fringe. While all else changes, plaid is a constant.
Thank you to Oasis for the intricately beautiful boots.
(Tristan Blair, Celine, Office)
I’ve been fixated on this idea of the perfect black wedge. All of these qualify in one way or another. Though oddly enough this week it’s been all about the Docs and the Fryes for me…time for a vertical boost.
(Alexander Wang sweater, Levi’s shorts, Hot Topic stockings, Aldo pumps, Noir jewelry)
Colin and I have been trying to stay away from going out so much but Saturday things snowballed when some friends came over. I wore my favorite vast sweater and piled on the Noir. I’ll have to take close-ups of these pieces, they’re the perfect combination of blinding and sharp.