There's something so satisfying about making mind-numbingly tedious Photoshop collages. Can you guess what I bought?
Images: shopstyle, paris vogue via diorette, ebay, thatshot.blogg.se, thefashionspot, stockholmstreetstyle
Defaulted to denim shorts today..I dug up this highly sheer silk top from Express that I bought years and years ago and NEVER wore. Mostly because I didn't know what to wear under it, which I solved today except not really. But hey, I figured it was okay to wear it alone if I kept the blazer on. My quest to get wear out of all my shoes continues..I haven't even bought any since the lace-up Chloes, which sadly is quite an achievement. And yes, that was only a week ago.
Blazer, H&M. Shorts, necklaces, and bag, vintage. Tank, Express. Heels, Jeffrey Campbell.
My boyfriend's grandmother has this huge sprawling ranch right on the Mexican border that was just begging for some vintage to be shot there. Casually strewn about in one corner is everything from old mailboxes and mattresses to dusty spice jars and once-loved bits of children's playgrounds. All that's audible there is the sound of horses trotting and whinnying and roosters crying, which combined with the murkily overcast, humid day created a rather surreal environment. We normally try to avoid taking photos on cloudy days since it can be difficult, but I think the way these came out suits the environment pretty well. Look for some sweet jumpsuits and hot body con dresses in store this week.
T, H&M. Dress, American Apparel. Shorts and pants, RVCA. Wedges, Chloe. Cuff and glasses, vintage. Tights, Target.
A reader commented that she always has millions of questions as to how my photos come about. Well today, it pretty much went like this:
R: Let's go take pictures with my new shoes!
C: Okay. If we go to Trader Joe's afterwards.
Mmm yes. So we drove up to a dirt road we drove by this past weekend on the way to get Mexican food that had seemed somewhat promising. After a couple test shots we decided it wasn't working out, so on the way home we saw this old decrepit restaurant and stopped there instead. Perhaps I shouldn't unveil the mundanity behind Fashiontoast but well there it is.
A while ago I received an email from the extremely kind Josh from RVCA, saying that he had been following my site..we've kept in contact and some crazy exciting stuff is on the way. He and design director Kristin were also sweet enough to send over a very generous amount of clothing, which I received today. I have no idea how it happened since I have a pretty hard time finding pants for myself, but the black skinnies fit me ridiculously perfectly, and I am obsessed with these weird little black lamé running shorts. We all know that Erin Wasson is debuting her line for RVCA soon...I honestly can't wait. The blending of her personal style and one of the best surf/skate companies around is going to be golden. Until then, I imagine this editorial is the closest we can get to hold us over.
Edited to add: check out Erin's blog on the RVCA site here.
One of the best parts about blogging is you never know what kinds of inexplicably awesome emails to expect. I can't even express how delighted I was to open an email from Danny Roberts, the insanely talented illustrator that runs Igor and Andre. His work is a seamless fantasy-like blend of ethereal, powerful, and moody, with subjects ranging from fashion models to fairy tales to infinitely expressive portraits of friends. It's apparent that Egon Schiele is one of his most admired artists in the slightly sinewy, distorted quality of his work, but without the grotesque tendencies that Schiele was known for. Okay enough rambling. I only took one art history class in college anyway.
My favorites: Chanel half-tints, character sketches, fashion illustrations, blue eyed siren
A while ago I briefly toyed with actual Doc Martens but decided they weren't very me, instead choosing to hopelessly pine after the Chloes that were for me the most stunning element of Paulo Melim Andersson's collection that I jabbered on about earlier this year. Seeing them on this angsty Parisian just twisted the knife. So when I found them on a routine Yoox browse I contemplated sort of endlessly and eventually bit the bullet. So, so glad I made this irrational choice. The weird persimmon orange seriously glows, and they boost me to just under six feet (glad the boyfriend is 6'2" at times like these). I wore them out shopping today with him and he informed my comfortably oblivious self that entire gaggles of females old and young were pointing and discussing. I'm going to go ahead and assume they were just wondering what the hell was on my feet since they're hardly what I would call palatable to the average human. They're actually really comfortable, though my boyfriend noted that they changed my gait in a weird way. He did preface this by saying that he likes the way that I walk in heels, adding that his brother had even noted this. Random.
In regards to my more present bangs, I tried Linda's trim trick a couple weeks ago, realizing afterward that it wasn't really meant for side bangs (still recommend the tip though!). Hmmm. I swear I went to college. Anyway, this left me with suspiciously un-sideswept sideswept bangs so I decided to just take the plunge and commit to the full deal. For now, anyway.
Dress, FCUK. Wedges, Chloe. Headband, Loehmann's. Bag, vintage. Added my leather bomber jacket later.
Cutoff T, Fruit of the Loom. Skirt, Forever 21. Cape and jacket, vintage. Heels, Nine West. Bag, Anna Corinna. Gray raglan, American Apparel.
Due to unforeseen circumstances (okay, an impromptu decision to stay in a hotel), I ended up wearing this Forever 21 skirt for about 48 hours straight, but managed to make do with the random accessories in my car. For some odd reason I've had this vintage red cape in my trunk for about a month now, and I finally got a chance to wear it for a cold-ish San Francisco night. The only thing it's missing is a huge hood to make it undeniably Little Red Riding Hood.
Being so busy working on the new unveiling of the store has left me zero time for blogging, even though I have so much to post. My inability to quench my sick internet obsessions and blogging desires have left me feeling perpetually twitchy and anxious. Scary, huh. But I finally got around to working on the photos I mentioned a couple posts ago. My boyfriend and I ventured north with a car full of clothes and shoes and got to work. Probably not the average way to spend your Sunday, but we have so much fun taking these that the time just flew by until all of a sudden we were dying of thirst and decided to go jump in my pool before the sunset.
I've marked most of the items but if I missed anything feel free to ask. The black lace dress is a little big for me in the hips so it'll be for sale as soon as things are back up and running on eBay. You can't quite tell in the photos here but it has the sickest bustier and open back. So good. Anyway, hope you enjoy..don't forget to click to enlarge!
Finally feeling more into summer.
Sources: tFS, Topshop, Jane
Dress, Topshop. Bag, Anna Corinna. Boots, Jessica Simpson. Sunglasses, Forever 21. Jewelry, vintage, Target, and Forever 21.
This dress was immediate love when I opened the Topshop package last week - the triangular cutouts at the straps were what convinced me I needed it, but the detailing and cut are also just done really well. I showed it to my mom and she just seemed really confused by it, calling it contradiction in dress format. Which makes total sense, and probably explains why I'm so infuatuated.
We ended up doing more ambling about and eating than real shopping, but I did pick up a couple things at H&M - one of them being the white blazer in the post below that a few of you asked about. So yes, it is definitely still available!
Tee, cutoff Fruit of the Loom. Jeans, vintage. Sunglasses, Forever 21. Bag, Anna Corinna. Boots, Jessica Simpson.
Blazer, H&M. Jeans, vintage. Heels, Nine West.
These are likely the craziest jeans I have ever seen, let alone actually worn. There's so much going on with them - the skinniest cropped leg, ridiculously high waist, and lattice cutouts at the sides, all executed in a delicously ugly/awesome acid wash. All they're missing is...nothing. I was doubtful as to whether I could integrate them into my style, but I tried and I think I am in love. Anyway, what is fashion without wanton experimentation? I've been trying to wear my older shoes and bags lately to, you know, spread the love - I forgot how ideal these Jessica Simpson ankle boots are. I couldn't care less about her recent delving into country music, but I must say I'm grateful for the production of these shoes.
Sorry it's been quiet here the past couple of days, my boyfriend and I have been busy having one of the best weekends of recent history - don't worry, we went a little photo crazy and I have a little over a zillion photos to sift through, resize, and post. The last two here are a preview from today's session, can't wait to put up the rest.
I'm not sure how it happened that I'm so behind on outfit posts, but I pretty much am. I'll just post them all together and try to be more on top of it.
Tank, Forever 21. Shorts, Levi's. Heels, Jeffrey Campbell. Bag, vintage.
Dress, Forever 21. Vest and bag, vintage. Boots, secondhand.
For all the people who complain that I never smile. I wore this to my boyfriend's grandmother's place, which is kind of hilarious. It's okay, they love me and my crazy shoes. And I love them and their beautifully wolf-like dog. Photos courtesy of my boyfriend and his dad.
Top, Kain. Skirt and sunglasses, Forever 21. Belt, Zara. Heels, Bebe.
This photo was overexposed so I tried to save it by making it black and white. Same outfit, different shoes. I change a lot, you see.
What I wore today out shopping/lunching in the city.
Dress and top, Forever 21. Heels, Chloe. Bag, vintage.
Something about the short poufy skirt is very functional in my wardrobe - I think it's safe to say I prefer layering on top to balance out all that girliness. Here I experimented with a trusty navy blazer and another men's Forever 21 purchase, this oversized striped cardigan that has proven quite handy on freezing Southwest flights.
If you are wondering why my store is currently empty, big changes are on the way and I've been gathering crazy good stuff over the past few weeks in preparation. I'm forecasting a reopening late next week so stay tuned.
Skirt and cardigan, Forever 21. Shirt, Lux. Blazer, secondhand. Boots, Marc by Marc Jacobs.
I feel like I've been wearing a disproportionate amount of Forever 21 lately. Who would have thought that they would make the perfect striped shirt? Though I did have to dig around for it in the men's section. I'm not sure what I would call this look - nautical bondage prom? Hmm.
Sunglasses, top, and skirt, Forever 21. Bag, vintage. Heels, Dollhouse.
One of my favorite Forever 21 dresses..I think I bought it last summer. What do you think, with or without the braided belt? I opted for without but still sort of like the look with it.
Dress, Forever 21. Belt, American Apparel. Bag, vintage. Cross necklace, Wet Seal from about five years ago. Heels, Marni.
I figure the 4th of July is perhaps the best possible day to dress kind of trashily - everyone's at least buzzed if not fully intoxicated, the humidity levels are high enough to induce wavy hair, and people don't seem to bother putting on much more than a swimsuit around here anyway. I spent the day hanging out with some friends I haven't seen in way too long and around a hundred gay men at a (catered!) house party, who promptly decided that I looked like a Bond girl in my romper and proceeded to refer to me as such for the rest of the time. This was further assisted by a neon watergun I tucked into my belt later. My boyfriend and I took a break to grab some lunch/air and found this nice baby blue wall to abuse. The fireworks later on were so abnormally awesome that I almost didn't mind stepping in vomit. Sick. SO glad I was wearing heels for that one.
Romper, Forever 21. Belt, vintage. Heels, Dollhouse. Sunglasses, Ray-ban.