hypnotizing you when i twirl

I’ve never really understood the draw of “lifestyle blogging”. Maybe that’s a function of the way my mind works: left-brained, compartmentalized, and rigidly logical. This blog is, and always has been, about Clothing. Sure, I insert the odd anecdote where it seems relevant or serves the point I’m trying to drive home with an outfit, but my personal life comes second to my designs. I’m firm about that: you’re never going to find me waxing emotional or taking pictures of my meals (okay, unless they’re ravioli I made from scratch, because come on). This ain’t Tumblr. That’s not the way I roll.

THAT SAID, I have been enjoying diversifying my posts lately. I try to dress the hell up in all aspects of my life, and I do love documenting my various costumes. Spectacle of Sin was great fun; so was Latin Day. This weekend, a friend and I are attending UVM’s Queer Prom. This, I suppose, is where the lifestyle bloggers and I strike a cautious truce: I admit it’s fun to let people in every once in a blue moon. I’m feeling expansive. It’s probably the Fluoxetine.

So I’m crowdsourcing. (Let’s see how many buzzwords I can use today, shall we?) What would y’all like to see from me? Specific outfits, photoshoot ideas, stories you’d like to hear? Anything I should give up? Please comment, or Facebook me, or astrally project yourself into my bathroom. Bonus points if you buy me a drink and tell me I’m pretty first.

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Today’s outfit is the aesthetic manifestation of my refusal to admit that it is not summer and I am not strolling the maritime boardwalk with a creemee in one hand and a cocktail in the other.

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I like the effect of the necklace and the neckline. Reminds me of a ship’s porthole.

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I love the surprise of these tights with the otherwise concisely themed outfit.

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Dress & Belt: Handed down from Mom Blazer: Dirt Chic Necklace: Old Gold Tights: Urban Outfitters Shoes: Danform Hat: Gifted

i need more cocktail parties in my life

Sometimes I stumble into an outfit that’s a little formal even for me. I get a clear view of what I’ll look like in thirty years as a woman of a certain age, and I wish I had a better backdrop for my particular aesthetic than Studentville, Burlington. I want to throw box socials and tease my hair to secretarial proportions. Disable my okCupid account and get properly courted for once.

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I can imagine wearing something like this to my first real funeral home internship.

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Blouse & Skirt: Goodwill Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Shoes: Danform Turban & Belt: Old Gold Tights: Gifted

In honor of the fact that I saw Chicago on Saturday night:

MissBroadwayDork is my favorite YouTuber, hands-down.

gyaru togata

I’ve been trying to stick to a quota when it comes to outfit posts: no more than three, maaaaybe four, per week. I tend to get so caught up in trying to blog as often as possible that I pressure myself to design a new outfit every single day. I have an easily-addicted personality and I’m a diagnosed obsessive-compulsive, so waaaay too often I suck all the fun out of things by regimenting the ever-living fuck out of them. It’s nice to lie low, blog-wise, for a few days and wear favorite outfits you’ve already seen a dozen times. Long story short – I might not be blogging quite as frequently, but I can guarantee the outfits I do post will be even stronger, for sheer novelty if nothing else.

Yesterday I helped out at the 34th annual UVM Latin Day, “a bacchanal of skits, displays, recitations, and … competitions in Latin grammar and syntax”. I competed every year when I was in high school (and won the grammar competition twice, I can’t resist pointing out). Now, as a Latin minor at UVM, I’m on the administrative end, and I get a huge kick out of shepherding kids who were my peers two years ago. (High-schoolers look so small to me now. They all think they look like adults. They’re all wrong.)

This is how much I love Latin Day: I got up at SEVEN. That’s a pretty big honking deal where I come from. And where I come from is my bed, which I rarely vacate before 10 am. I love me some afternoon classes.

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UVM student volunteers are supposed to dress up, a task I embrace wholeheartedly. This year’s theme was the Aeneid. I dressed as the soothsayer Cassandra. Legend has it that she began hearing the future when snakes licked her ears clean, so I got some snake ear cuffs. They kept falling off, though, so I strung them on the arms of my glasses. Here they are perched on my fingertips.

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I know women didn’t wear togas, but they’re by far the most recognizably Roman clothing item we’ve got.

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The UVM Latin student volunteers in all our geeky glory.

After Latin Day, I spent the evening with my friend Cleopatra, who is one of the most photogenic people on this earth (or at least in my corner of it). She does things with makeup I and my trusty tube of lipstick can only dream of. She specializes in a style called gyaru, which I might post at a later date. I’m so hooked. (She also has some damn fine wigs.)

Photos courtesy of Cleo’s webcam.

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scumbag religion major forgets it’s easter

I admit I did. Though I had such bad bronchitis that I actually went home so my parents could make sure I didn’t choke in my sleep, so I figure that gives me somewhat of a pass. Still, I had this awesome Easter outfit planned. I hope blogging it a few days late isn’t too unforgivable.

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Sometimes I find a combination so perfect I can’t believe the pieces didn’t come as a set. Case in point: this dress and necklace.

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I love the silhouette of this dress. It’s supposed to be form-fitting, but it’s about a size too big, so it ends up slouching in this really interesting, thoroughly ’80s way.

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Dress: Battery Street Jeans Necklace & Belt: Old Gold Hat & Bracelet: Gifted Tights: Sox Market Shoes: Danform

no rest for the wicked

I’ve been thoroughly addled on NyQuil. Bronchitis is a big ol’ nasty bitch. I’m hoping to get out of bed and do an outfit post tomorrow, but no promises.

Until then, enjoy my (more or less SFW) Spectacle of Sin pics, featuring my good friends Liam and Annika. (No cameras were allowed at the event itself, so you’ll have to be content with our pre-gaming shots.)

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Annika beckoning her minions…

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Note our friend Lisle in the background. He didn’t attend, but he pre-gamed with us.

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