look who thinks she’s so sophisticated

First of all: I don’t think I can, in good conscience, keep saying I have short hair.

long hurr

It touches the back of my neck now, which is a hella strange feeling. It hasn’t, until now, been longer than my chin since last February.

I kind of like it, but I also liked the buoyancy of the shorter version. It was always out of my face, and it had so much bounce and personality that I hardly had to brush it. More than that, I liked the touch of ’20s androgyny it gave me. It seems I’ve transitioned out of that ’20s androgyny and into ’50s hyperfemininity. Nothing wrong with either – I just have to figure out which one I prefer. Anyone have suggestions?

That aside, I fulfilled one of my wishes this Christmas: BRIGHT RED PANTS.

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I went full-on rockabilly today. I’m tending that way more and more.

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She’s so sophisticated that she forgot to remove the broom from this shot.

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Here’s how old this sweater is: the tag says “made in the British Crown Colony of Hong Kong”.

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I like maintaining simplicity in the bulk of my outfit and getting fancy in the trimmings. Cool scarf, cool jewelry, cool boots. Solid colors in the middle.

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I have been wearing these boots EVERYWHERE.

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Sweater & Rings: Battery Street Jeans Pants: Gift Coat, Scarf, & Boots: Handed down

observe the fashionista in her natural habitat

Say what you will about bitter cold and hauling firewood at 2:30 in the morning – rural Vermont winters are, if nothing else, aesthetically magical. And my parents’ house is nothing if not the absolute best place to curl up and wait for Christmas.

I took photos on the front porch today, carefully shielding my laptop against the occasional gust of snow.

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We got our Christmas tree three days ago and have yet to bring it in the house.

This sweater belongs to my friend Cassie, who left it behind when she came over recently. I swear I fully plan on returning it. It was just the perfect complement to today’s backdrop.

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Every time I go home, my mom bestows hand-me-downs upon me. This time, it was these boots.

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Frosted driveway. I love snow without wind: it all settles in the trees.

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Porch roof, unlit Christmas lights, and a view of the evergreens across the street. My bedroom window is directly opposite them.

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The gold nails were an experiment. I’m not sure how well it went. I do, however, love the blue, so there’s definitely hope for me introducing colors other than red into my wardrobe.

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This pose brought to you courtesy of Nadia Aboulhosn.

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These are going to be a staple. I can tell.

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It’s not a hymn, but here’s my favorite song for today: