Posts tagged ‘confession’

July 17th, 2010

I wear tight clothing, high heeled shoes…

It doesn’t mean that I’m a prostitute, no no.

Although you’d think it from the looks I got in this. Yes, in this. It must have been the platform heels drawing attention. I think the idea that woman are catty by nature is untrue; but days like this one test my belief. I try to myself that the looks aren’t catty, other women are just checking out my outfit. So in that spirit, I made a promise to myself. When I see a woman in a great outfit, I’m going to smile at her. I’m not going to give her the once-over that makes us all uncomfortable. I’m going to try and let my admiration show through my face.

On an unrelated note, I think the hem on these jeans needs to come up about a half inch. Proportions are everything, right?

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shirt- J.Crew
jeans- Habitual
shoes- Seychelles
 
Listening to… “Free Your Mind” by En Vogue

May 3rd, 2010

Shopping is my bad boyfriend

This weekend I shopped. Hard. I didn’t plan on it. I got my tax refund and I had planned to put it away towards a new laptop. But a quick stop into H&M turned into a stop into numerous stores. A walk through the air conditioned mall yesterday turned into a new pair of shoes. A visit of someone else’s blog turned into an online purchase.

I’m not exactly thrilled at my lack of self-restraint. My entire life, I’ve viewed shopping as a fun event. My mom and I spent our quality time together at the mall. I still get all giddy when I go to the mall with her. Now it’s more about the giddiness of having something new.

When I unpacked all the stuff I made it home with and saw that there was NO more room in my closet, I realized something. Every morning I feel this slight panic when it’s time to choose my clothes for the day. I used to think it was because I had “nothing” to wear. Now I realize it’s because I have so many choices that it literally renders me unable to make a decision without second-guessing myself. I have officially become a consumer. {enter dramatic music}

So I’m making a deal with myself. In addition to listing more clothes in my online shop and ebay, I will not buy anything new until I wear at least 75% of the things in my closet once. And considering that my laptop still works (after 6 years!), I’m going to wait on a new one and put my money towards paying my credit card debt.

March 26th, 2010

We think you’re a joke shove your hope where it don’t shine

Finally debuting my Sam Edelman Zoe boots. I realize at this point they are so ubiquitous that if someone were to put together a fashion blogger welcome package they would be the first item in the bag, along with a pair of wayfarers, denim shorts, and ripped black tights. But I’ve admired them for years and managed to snag them on sale and I will wear them without irony. Well, maybe with an ironic smirk.

I got more than a few stares in them, which I expected. Most women in Boston wear heels that are work appropriate and under 5″. These boots don’t exactly fit that criteria. I held my head high and strutted through town, feeling like a 5’11″ glamazon. Until I stumbled and nearly broke my ankle. Ah, good times.

I am declaring this weekend “internetz free.” My mind feels like a rubber band about to snap from constant over-stimulation. Last night, I parked on my couch and spent hours clicking onto random websites, barely paying attention to what I was seeing. Falling asleep was even more of a shit show. So I’m unplugging my laptop and hiding it and the end of the night and it’s not coming back on until Sunday night. Should be awesome. I wonder if I’ll get the computer-geek equivalent of the crackhead shake? (if unfamiliar, youtube Dave Chappelle. trust me.)

There are a few more pictures than normal- I wanted to show off my bracelets and I finally got enough light to show my blue highlights a bit better.

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How much does Chloe Kitten look like a creepster right here? “Oh hai, young girl. I got some candy and catnip under the couch waiting for us. Don’t tell your mom. meow”

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blazer- j.crew
dress- target
boots- sam edelman
 
 
Listening to… “Shuv” by Santigold

January 24th, 2010

Delete the memory that you’ve installed upon my drive

Beginning (well, middle of the night)

prep school

 

end of the night

end of the night

 

Ever get a thought lodged in your head and it doesn’t go away, no matter what? No amount of alcohol, food, or laughter could stop me from thinking that thing.
 
Wearing:
Zara blazer
Urban Outfitters shirt
H&M skirt
Plush tights
Steve Madden oxfords
Elizabeth and James brass ring
 
 

Listening to… “Made Concrete” by The Republic Tigers

November 28th, 2009

I Wanna Be Somebody…

Ahh, Thanksgiving Day. This was one of the best Thansgiving’s I’ve had in recent years. I often have a hard time with Thanksgiving- there are too many obligations and the weather has usually turned from crisp to bone-chilling. It overwhelms me and I hide from the weather, the people, the happiness that sometimes seems out of my reach. But this year, I had a great time at my sister’s parents-in-law.

Clearly I couldn’t leave the gothic-ness behind completely, so I opted for grey and black. And tight clothes on Thanksgiving! Trust me, I knew to take pictures before dinner and spare you my food baby.

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DSC_0805bNew bib necklace from Aldo. For a trendy piece, the price was right, baby!

 
shirt- h&m
dress- forever21
 
 

Listening to… “Be Somebody” by Kings of Leon

November 23rd, 2009

Combat Salacious Removal

Saturday night and I was feelin’ alright. But honestly, my second favorite part of any night out? That precise moment when my head hits the pillow and I shut my eyes. My favorite part of any night out, is of course, getting ready!

Looking at this outfit now, I think it would have looked better with a pair of brogues or something that reached below my ankle. Guess I need to go buy some brogue now, huh?

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I bought my first dslr (Nikon D60) during the summer and I’ve really been getting into photography the past few months. Which has been fun, but also incredibly, incredibly frustrating. I am not a good photographer. I have no eye for composition, I have trouble understanding lighting, and I am not that creative.  And I find myself surrounded by friends and families who have a real natural ability.  Ugh.  It’s so frustrating. But I’m going to keep trying. Things came so easy to me as a child and teenager, that I am just now learning to appreciate the feeling of succeeding after trying and trying.

Lovely readers, do you have any general tips for a burgeoning photographer? Or book recommendations?
 
sweater- forever21
shirt- h&m
skirt- h&m
boots- jeffrey campbell
 
 
Listening to… “Length of Love” by Interpol