cherries & vintage green



Easter makes it abundantly evident what a nOOb religion major I am. This morning I went to Mass with a Catholic friend who wrote his thesis on Vatican II. He was full of insights about scriptural quirks and the True Meaning of Resurrection, and I’m just like “…well, I’ve got a bitchin’ hat.”



I have so much to learn, but depending on your religion of choice, I have any number of lifetimes in which to learn it. I am so fascinated by spiritual systems, by law and creed and myth, both by the holy books and by the ways they are lived.

I am not, myself, inclined toward belief. But I’m not immune to the joy knit through religious communities. Dozens of people united in pursuit of the same divinity is an amazing thing to witness.

But I am never more aware of the horns tattooed on the back of my neck than in a Catholic church.

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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

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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 set of bunny ears and my fingernails are lacquered edibles. Any and all egg puns are welcome. I wish I hadn’t left my bonnet at home over spring break.

I present to you my thoroughly queered Easter ensemble. (I keep getting the urge to use “queer” as a verb. My case of postmodernism is serious, you guys. Somebody – 5 CCs of objectivism, stat!)

Seriously, though. I really love highly stylized takes on traditional attire. There’s something deliberate and controlled about it.

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I got a straight-up vintage Laura Ashley dress for $10 at Classy Closet. (Did anyone else grow up reading the Baby-Sitters Club? Remember how Laura Ashley was the absolute height of preteen chic? [By the way, if you did read them, you should read my parodies on LiveJournal. There’s a surprisingly thriving mock-your-childhood-favorites community there.])

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It has a pocket!

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Pink and white is a really underrated combination. It’s not just for infants and Lolicons.

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Dramatic floor-length dresses are thoroughly impractical for Vermont. One of the many, many reasons I’m looking forward to New York

Dress: Classy Closet Coat: Richmond Food Shelf & Thrift Store Belt, Bow, Boots, & Necklace: Old Gold