i’m going to look like estelle costanza in my old age

I’ve already got the “bottle redhead” thing down.

estelle I   estelle II

I like dressing too old for me. I’m tired of “vintage with a modern twist” – why the obsession with renovation? With youth? Make no mistake: I’m all for mixing. But some outfits are really better worn as they were intended. Committing to one solid look from head to toe is often a damn sight classier than more eclectic permutations. I don’t want “vintage-inspired”. I want straight-up vintage. Wearing something old enough to have been made in America, something preserved but still important, is a privilege. You’re wearing history.

Today I’m playing “well-dressed elderly Manhattanite”.

old lady I

old lady II

old lady III

Minimal jewelry here. The blouse is gaudy enough. I wish my webcam picked up how stiff and shiny it is.

old lady IV

Why am I not a flapper? (Answer: because booze is legal now.)

old lady V

old lady VI

old lady VII

old lady VIII

I got $100 to Old Gold for Christmas, and I spent $48 of it on this coat. Money fabulously spent. It smells like dust and forgotten grandeur. It puts me into a role I’m very comfortable playing.

old lady IX

old lady X

$1 sunglasses at Old Gold! Marked down from $12, believe it or not. I feel gorgeously lavish.

old lady XI

Coat, Blouse, & Headwrap: Old Gold Skirt: Battery Street Jeans Tights: Christmas Shoes: Stella Mae

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 trust it to stand up to the elements while I bopped around town running errands. That said, I’m more comfortable now in impractical clothes than I ever used to be (I’m wearing heels now, perish the thought), and I think it might be time to dig out the tutu again. If Gabi and Franceta can do it, so can I.

I’m not yet fully satisfied with this look, but I’m still test-blogging the rudimentary version. Any and all suggestions welcome. I’d ultimately like to emulate Franceta’s take. She makes a short tutu ethereal and elegant rather than gaudy. However, I knew I didn’t have the means to imitate her fully, so I filed her inspiration away and went with a more urbane version. I feel like an off-duty ballerina.

lolita I

I’m home for Christmas break. It’s hard to take photos in my parents’ house. I have my apartment-bathroom selfies down to a science; it’s a little harder here. I did my best.

lolita II

Gold necklace and gold nails. Silver bracelet and silver ring.

lolita III

lolita IV

lolita V

lolita VI

lolita VII

I adore these shoes. They go with everything.

Note the cat’s shadow in the background. She was rocketing off the washing machine just out of frame.

lolita VIII

Tutu: Old Gold Jacket: Handed down from neighbor Shirt & Necklace: Urban Outfitters Shoes: Stella Mae Bracelet & Ring: Battery Street Jeans

accidentally patriotic

It’s not my fault that red, white, and blue happen to look lovely together.

I really like the simplicity of the coat with the shocks of shiny satin at the wrists and neck.

Also, every single piece of this outfit, save for the hat, was thrifted or handed down.

I found this orange feather on the ground a few days ago. Surprisingly, it’s stuck around.

As far as I’m concerned, the coat makes this particular outfit. It’s more than outerwear; it’s integral.

I LOVE how the coat opens a little to reveal the rayon skirt. It has an awesome petticoat effect.

Coat and Boots: Handed down from Mom Blouse: Dirt Chic Skirt and Belt: Battery Street Jeans Hat: Gifted

trypophobes beware

Don’t say I didn’t warn you!

This skirt thoroughly seduced me this weekend at Old Gold. It seemed like something I should’ve already owned; it was almost preposterous that I didn’t. It was technically in the costume section, I realized at checkout: the cashier asked me if I planned to wear it for Halloween.

I was intending to wear a different shirt than the one I ultimately went with, but that one smelled too rank this morning. This one was just the right shape and texture to complement the skirt, but I was iffy about the patterns. I didn’t know if it would be too much. Lo and behold, though, I think it works superbly.

It could almost be a dress. Also, I love my hair in this shot. I re-dyed again.

Exact shades change considerably depending on where you are in my house.

There’s a lot going on here. The secret, though, is that everything goes with something. I’ve stuck to three basic colors and two basic patterns. There’s nothing fundamentally out of place. The jacket, though outside the color/pattern scheme, is more or less a basic. I have yet to find a skirt it doesn’t complement. The structure of the outfit, when you get down to it, is a simple one. Clean lines and smooth silhouettes. When you’re doing this much print, you can’t do irregular shapes.

Jacket and Necklace: Battery Street Jeans Blouse: Plato’s Closet Skirt: Old Gold Hat: Gifted Shoes: Danform Socks: Spirit Halloween