may i take a message?

I’m so mod it hurts. Feels like I should be making coffee for the boss and subconsciously presenting my ass for pattings. My style is veering more and more toward the outsized lately. I have no room for subtlety. Basically, it’s “go big or go home”. This is one of my favorite outfits in a…

people ask me if i get dressed in the dark

My mood is pathologically dependent on weather. Every spring I find a certain buoyancy that I hadn’t even realized I’d been missing all winter. And, I’m pleased to report, it seeps into my sartorial choices. Print mixing within one tight color scheme is totally my jam lately. It reminds me a lot of Rebecca. Our…

feast of fools

I was happy with this title until I realized it could be interpreted as mocking Passover. This is my official disclaimer. I’ve taken lately to emulating my favorite bloggers. Rebecca, Marisa, Rachel, and Bebe. Today I’ve decided to turn my eye for parody and mimicry on my very own self. I like to think of…

coveting, thy name is skye

I think I need a day to recover from Spectacle of Sin before I can get around to editing/posting any pics. Never have I known a better kind of exhaustion. There’s a folder on my computer full of fashion images I find interesting or inspirational or just plain gawgeous. In the moment, I like to…

making a spectacle

Spectacle of Sin is tomorrow night. I bought my ticket almost two weeks ago, and I’ve been counting down the days. To get in the mood, I’m gothin’ myself up one day early. Loving the contrast between goth attire and cutesy smile/pose. Mono- or duochromatic with lots and lots of texture variation is really doing…

bete coloree

Today in emulation: Bebe Zeva of Fated to be Hated. Bright colors, tight silhouettes, and almost-clashing prints. A little too much, but in a way that invites luxury rather than straight-up gluttony. I bought this sweater in New York City a few weeks ago. It was practically made for me. I’ve owned this skirt since…

meanwhile, backstage…

From last weekend’s fashion show. False eyelashes weigh on my eyelids as my glasses weigh on the bridge of my nose. The interesting psychological by-product of this is that my brain associates this sensation with better vision, so I can see almost as well wearing just the falsies as I can wearing my glasses. I…

tw: trypophobia

Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Last Tuesday I dressed like Rebecca; Thursday I dressed like Marisa. I’m really enjoying emulation; it’s a fun opportunity to work within a very tight theme. I subscribe to the belief that restriction enables creativity. Expect more of this in the next few posts. Today my inspiration is Rachel….

wherein i cosplay “fashion blogger”

As far as I’ve been able to discern, there are two, possibly three, main breeds of fashion blogger. Not every blogger embodies one or the other, but the ones who do really do. First, there’s the tall, leggy, and couture-clad. The type you’d be likely to see in an actual magazine. I’m talking Karla Deras,…

meadow revisited

This dress was the subject of my second-ever outfit post. I miss my pink hair (it’d still be pink if not for the fact that I’ve decided to stop killing it with bleach), but I much prefer my current style to that of a year ago. Back then I was wearing plenty of interesting pieces,…

lenten lolita

This post is a shiny plastic dedication to Rebecca at Winnipeg Style, whose aesthetic is informing mine today. She’s impeccable at pastels with plastic mod accessories, which I’d wanted to try for a while. I don’t actually celebrate Easter, but I never miss the chance to embody a holiday. Just pretend my bow is a…