look who thinks she’s so sophisticated

First of all: I don’t think I can, in good conscience, keep saying I have short hair. It touches the back of my neck now, which is a hella strange feeling. It hasn’t, until now, been longer than my chin since last February. I kind of like it, but I also liked the buoyancy of…

something is probably wrong with this picture

We’ve gotten a foot of snow in the past two days, so I’m going to be really hip and anachronistic (and, dare I say it, ironic) and post pictures of myself in a bikini.    Copyright Mike Tait 2012. Merry Christmas, all those out there with a soft spot for curvy redheads in vintage bikinis!

observe the fashionista in her natural habitat

Say what you will about bitter cold and hauling firewood at 2:30 in the morning – rural Vermont winters are, if nothing else, aesthetically magical. And my parents’ house is nothing if not the absolute best place to curl up and wait for Christmas. I took photos on the front porch today, carefully shielding my…

persephone tripled

I got back more shots from Saturday’s shoot. I did two main themes that day: “broken open” and “Persephone”. The latter was entirely improvised: Brent happened to have a pomegranate sitting on his counter, and the rest is (ancient, mythical) history. Copyright Brent Gould 2012.    I call these “Persephone defiant” and “Persephone obsequious”. This…

not your grandmother’s lolita

You are now picturing your grandmother in full Loli gear. You’re welcome. Once upon a time, I had a tutu that I wore at least once a week. I bought it the summer before my senior year of high school, and I wore it until I went to college, when I decided that I didn’t…

anatomy and androgyny

I did a linkdump post before, back in July. That was a summary of influences on my current style; this one, I hope, will foreshadow things to come. Here are some looks I hope to attempt in 2013. Here’s the thing: my body isn’t androgynous. Far from it. That’s half the fun, though: androgyny, to…

broken open

This is my attempt at telling a story about madness. I really like how it turned out. This dress is old. Really old. Proper vintage. It’s pretty much coming apart in the back. I liked the effect of the stiff, fraying material sliding down my chest. Something that was once grand and hasn’t quite realized…

recap

I have a shoot tomorrow with Brent Gould. Brent is probably my favorite photographer to work with. Our aesthetics complement each other superbly. To get into the modeling mood, I’ve been looking through my old shots, and I found a few I’d never posted before. Copyright Brent Gould 2012. Copyright David Steinhardt 2012. This was…

afternoon delight

Quickie post today. I’m busy as all hell, because my finals are done and I’m getting ready to go home for Christmas. (You’ll be getting a lot of awesome posts over my Christmas break, because my mom lets me mine her closet whenever I go home. Hallelujah.) Today I’m cheating and posting an outfit composed…

ode on a grecian gown

I bought this dress for $20 (marked down from $58!) at Old Gold back in September. I’ve been meaning to blog it every week since then, but I’ve only just gotten around to altering the hem. It was literally dragging on the floor, and I took it up and bubbled it. (My finals are over,…

on femininity as liberation

Sometimes, like I did back in August, I write about the sociopolitical elements of fashion. Bear with me: it’s the price y’all pay for getting pretty pictures all the time. 😉 ~ Feminism has done some pretty sweet things for the female-identified. I’m writing this in an armchair I bought with my own money ($15…

exhibit a of getting way too excited about everything

I might dress like I’m sophisticated, but I grew up in a town of 1,800 people, and I’m way too easily impressed by things like wireless internet, hands-free phones, and indoor plumbing. I’m also the kind of person who walks into doorjambs and knocks her glasses off. It’s a contrast my friends and family do not…