Showing posts with label What I Wear. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What I Wear. Show all posts

Sunday, April 26, 2015

Wearing Lately



My cutie-cute &denim overalls, put aside for me by the lovely Victoria:


And a bug ring from my new favorite local jewelry store, WOS.



 Dug out this old Tsumori Chisato dress:




 Lace shirt from Korea, silver skirt from Monkee, and my favorite old white shoes from COS:





Vintage photo-real teddy bear shirt and old H&M bellhop-style jacket:




Dress from & other stories, boots from Valentine Gauthier:




Vintage blouse and scarf:





Sample dress from work, vintage Levi's jacket, necklace by a Columbia designer whose name I can't remember now:






Sunday, March 22, 2015

What I've Been Wearing



Poms and checks in the stairway of my old building.



Stalker.



This scottie pin was mine from when I was little.

 And here's the coat in full.




Old Philip Lim shortalls, y'all.





My favorite winter coat.




This "jade" elephant with a "diamond" eye.  A vintage find from my St. Louis days.





Scenes from an outfit:  frog ring from Bimba y Lola, necklace from this Tibetan store in Shanghai (I know, I know).



Wearing my disco hologram leggings from Lucy's wonderful line LuLa Loop.




I love the ruffle knees... and the label.  Lucy is the best.



Whenever I wear these gold tennies I feel like a jazzy granny.  The vintage Pierre Cardin velour shirt didn't hurt, either.




Winter brights.




Beautiful intarsia hand knit sweater from Moonchild.




Roots and boots.




A couple of vintage scores from my last trip to Paris.



My "over-halfs" from Seoul.



The best vintage print.



Do you see the theme?




My waxed linen-wrapped pennies necklace from lovely Janette.



Looking creepy in my all-time best Tatty Devine planetary necklace.


Sunday, September 21, 2014

Blondie

I had never changed my hair color in all of my 39 years. Save for some dabbles with Kool-Aid wherein I gave myself some cherry-colored red streaks (back in my early 20s) and a little lemon juice in the summer to speed along natural highlights, I've been squarely a brunette. Not that brunettes are square in any way.

A couple of months ago, I started thinking about changing my hair color. I'd never bothered with it because I didn't want to hassle with having to maintain a fake hair color, but I found myself digging obviously fake hair color--the hair color that often has glaringly dark-color roots attached to it. The trouble was, I started mentioning to others that I was thinking of going blonde. (A grungy, white-blonde with eventual roots, that was gonna be my game.) And once I had told enough people, it became a put-up-or-shut up situation and there I was making an appointment to actually have it done. Of course, the closer it came to the appointment, I found myself appreciating my lovely brunette hair more. "But it's such a nice brown," people would say. What am I doing, I thought? I took a day off work for the affair and here it is documented for you lovely folks.

OG me. More like, oh shit me.



After the first bleaching. My hair went comic-book-villainess yellow.


Which was also sort of cool, but we pushed on. Kitty, my stylist, moved back her next appointment. We were gonna make a day of this. It was blonde or bust!



Here I am with bleach round #2. It didn't burn or itch as much as I thought it would. Guess I've got a pretty resilient scalp. After this second bleach, Kitty did a toner and... my hair turned a beautiful... SALMON color. (It was straight up Frenchy/beauty school drop out.) It actually was pretty cool, but I didn't want to start my hair color escapades with pink hair. (I might get there eventually.) 

So she toned it again and here was the end result:

I really really like the color, though for the first week I kept thinking, "who put that stupid blonde wig on my head?"


The color's sort of mellowed out and looks more like this now. I absolutely love it! I've been penciling in my big eyebrows a little for maximum effect.

I don't know if I'm actually having more fun yet, but experiments are underway so I'll keep you posted if the theory holds.

Bits and Pieces



That day we both wore our beetle shoes.  (His from Acne, mine from &other stories.)





Giiiirl, you gotta get yourself one of those dot sticks to keep them nails on point!




New shoes by Chie Mahara.






Just try to tell me that Korea does not have the best sunglasses in the world. I give you Exhibit A and Exhibit B here.




I brought the horse trench out of the closet.



And here is my chola-inspired outfit. If cholas wore metallic purple eyeliner, that is.


One Outfit, Three Photos

Oh man, I love a kaftan.  I picked up this one in St. Louis in June.

Trying to look edgy.


Showing off my wing.


New favorite shoes from Acne Studios. I've nearly worn them out!

Other stuff:  kaftan = vintage, purse = &other stories, sunny g's = &other stories, bracelet = vintage, shoes = Acne.