I didn’t get around to documenting today, so am posting these photos from the weekend before last instead when it was Indian summer-hot outside. Which is the sort of weather I am madly craving anyway as I blast my heater until I my eyes feel dry. I was foolishly chewing gum in this particular series. Note: the only thing worse than a mid-sentence photo is a gum-chew photo.
Shirt, American Apparel. Shorts, Forever21. Belt, vintage. Bag, Lucky. Heels, Aldo.
This vest is ripe with potential, I think, even though it’s kind of hokey. I must mull over more options.
Vest, vintage. Dress, Forever21. Heels, Kors Michael Kors. Hat, Urban Outfitters men’s. Bracelets, vintage.
I am so incognito here. This is what I wore yesterday actually, and it is quite a Monday look – all black (well and navy…and leopard print…ok never mind) and moccasin boots for comfort. Though my newest Starbucks barista friend is now calling me “fashion girl” based on this, even though I was wearing a trapper hat when I encountered him this morning. Quite embarrassing.
And I will just note – SO difficult to try to downsize to a clutch for the day. I’m pretty sure I was entertaining my fellow public transporters as I frantically tried to jam my Gwyn Vogue and largish green apple into it at the end of our ride. But more notably, I saw someone steal a lady’s purse on the street! All these shop security guards and burly men started chasing the miscreant and he was caught a block down (a YOUNG boy, all surly looking…but I guess anyone would be surly when handcuffed to a stoplight), but perhaps purses with straps are in fact a better idea! Crazy city.
While I’m rambling and working on this next week’s auctions (going up tomorrow!), are there any requests for the store? I mean, not really specific or anything, but anything you’d like to see more of – accessories, sundresses, jackets? Would love to hear your input. By the way, the COOLEST high waisted leather ruffle miniskirt coming your way.
But you know I really wanted to wear my MJs:
Blazer, Ralph Lauren. Dress, American Apparel. Scarf, H&M. Boots, Minnetonka. Necklace (it’s actually all one) and clutch, vintage. Leather gloves, Target.
You can imagine my initial confusion and then inner shriek of delight when I opened an email today from the lovely Monica of Miss at la Playa containing the subsequent images. I have loved her blog for a long time, actually since far before I started my own, it’s always such a pleasure to see what amazing photos she’s gathered and collages she’s artfully arranged and I highly highly appreciate the English translations she makes sure to include (I did go up to Spanish 5 AP in high school but now I can only practice when ordering tacos, sad!). Plus we seem to share a love for all things Zooey, Clémence, and Gemma. I highly recommend a visit, you could easily lose an hour gazing at her amazing posts.
Being that En Vogue is my absolute favorite French Vogue feature (well alongside Une Fille Un Style), I was so honored to have her think it appropriate to do one for me, though I feel quite not cool enough for such a thing, it’s sort of a surreal sight! It’s also fun to see my style through someone else’s eyes, I love the extra accessories she chose for me and would lovingly wear every last one, most notably the YSL star heels!
Entonces muchas gracias Monica, por hacer estas imágenes, eres la más dulce! xoxo
How we entertained ourselves with a tripod all weekend, since we decided not to drink so that each moment would be clearer….after taking care of the vintage shots for the store, we took a five minute drive to the back of what used to be a bustling shopping complex and is now a desolate and pretty creepy ruinous mess. Although I’ve been wanting to shoot there for a while now, I never imagined there would be such background treasures as warped weedy fencing, a pulverized television, and exposed generators, or whatever those are. We considered claiming that we sacrificed a TV ourselves to set the mood but have decided against such inveracity lest people think us insane, which you probably will anyway for spending our Sunday thus. One advantage to living in suburbia is stumbling across odd scenes like this…a few years ago I was hiking around in the hills and came across a printer that looked like it had been clubbed to death…Office Space much? Suburbs = weird pent up bitterness/rage.
But as you can see we had quite a bit of fun with this looking as obnoxious as possible. My boyfriend would like to note that he doesn’t wear the same jeans all the time but due to having a drink (cranberry-inclusive, even!) spilled on him in the airplane, was forced to wear one pair (I meant to wash them for him but kept on forgetting), lamenting that “I have such a fashionista girlfriend and I wear the same pants every day” – I have somehow managed to forgive him for this so perhaps you will too.
Hope you enjoy these as much as we did taking them :)
Dress, FCUK. Blazer, Ralph Lauren. Heels, sunglasses, hat, and socks, Forever21. Bag, vintage Anne Klein.