i am skye, the great and colorful

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As y’all most likely know, I take great pleasure in heavy artifice. As much as I respect the natural world (I’m one hell of a mountain girl), sometimes I really need something patently unnatural. Blinding shades and sharp, stylized silhouettes. Sometimes I just have to embody kitsch.

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“Holy shit, it’s my mother,” my mom exclaimed when I walked in dressed like this. I’ve always heavily resembled my maternal grandmother, but it became downright uncanny when I started getting into vintage, especially the nifty fifties. My mom’s been doing a lot of double-takes the past few months.

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Yesterday Josh and I drove down to New Hampshire to hit up Savers, which is basically a thoroughly pimped Goodwill with enough vintage to soil my panties. Josh, whose love of antiques rivals mine, makes a pilgrimage once a year; this was his first time taking me. For under $250, we stuffed the trunk of his car with costume pieces and fodder for my Etsy shop. And to my delight, I found this pink-and-white counterpart to my ladybug skirt. It was the first time I’d ever found a replica of an Old Gold piece in another store, though, which was fairly disillusioning. I suppose all idols must fall.

I feel like there should be an apostrophe in “Savers” and it’s literally making my skin crawl right now.

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My secret to endless flamboyance is making sure everything matches something. Pink and pink, metal and metal, cherries and cherries. I allow myself one “odd one out” per outfit: in this case, the necklace. I consider the shoes a neutral.

It says a lot about me that I consider red a neutral.

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Blouse, Skirt, Belt, Brooch, Necklace, & Sunglasses: Savers Headband: Goodwill Shoes: Danform

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There’s something so wonderfully artificial and plastic-y about hot pink and bright blue.

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