Parka, Old Navy. Legggings, American Apparel. T, Erin Wasson x RVCA. Heels, Aldo. Bag, vintage Bally.
Top, Gap. Bandeau, American Apparel. Shorts, vintage Levi's. Jacket, vintage. Boots, Jessica Simpson.
I decided that I missed some of my classics, my lamé leggings, Old Navy parka, and good ol' Jessica Simpson ankle boots. These boots should actually be added to my list of comfortable heels. Some of you asked about the Colin Stuart studded boots, and I will say after a night out this week wearing them roaming around downtown that also included poorly planned parking resulting in being required to walk about a thousand blocks, my feet were in pretty bad shape. But I mean, that was a lot of walking. It is mildly possible that this would have been the case with any shoes.
Also stoked to get out another perfectly cut Erin Wasson for RVCA item...this longish white tee is going to be pretty ideal for layering, and I love the notched deep V. Though I just realized you can't really make that out here. I promise to get a better shot of it next time.
Dress, Forever 21. Shirt, Gap. Bag, Givenchy. Heels, Promiscuous.
I'm always getting questions from readers about how comfortable certain pairs of heels are. These are already ranking pretty high on the wearability scale, but if I had to note which are the most comfortable...
1. Nine West blue satin mirrored wedges. NOT the white pleather version I also have. The material makes a huge difference, sadly enough.
2. Chloe red Doc-style wedges. Clunky, but I can wear them forever.
3. Bebe zippered gladiator heels. The huge platform, dude. Plus, once you're zipped in, your foot really isn't going to move around in there. This is a reason why laces are also helpful in lessening heel discomfort.
4. Forever 21 canvas sneaker heels. I think the key to purchasing their shoes is to avoid all pleather. Pleather is the devil.
5. Marni gray patent wedges. For how sculptural and shiny they are, I would never expect them to be so painless.
Black black black. The first pair is by Aldo, the second by some weird company named "Promiscuous" via Zappos. I actually don't even understand how the latter work but I had to see them for myself.
Shorts and necklace, vintage. Ring, Forever 21.
Egged on by Gala's ridiculously good renderings of the 90s crop top all summer long and, of course, a beautiful Swede, I took some scissors to an old track T to test it out. I like it with a mid to high rise and I threw on the huge necklace to make the whole thing look more purposeful. I took this look out for a spin yesterday with the boyfriend in tow (he doesn't even blink an eye at my outfits now) and actually my fellow Californians seemed unphased too. Hmm. This might have something to do with living ten seconds from the beach though..everyone's pretty much in a state of undress at all times.
Just have to throw in that I think the queen of all midriff barings is hands down Carrie Bradshaw, my personal favorites being this and this.
I've been shooting up a storm for the store, but can't add new items until Friday because I don't want auctions to be ending while I'm in New York. So to all of you bidding please be prompt with your payment so I can get your order shipped sooner!
I've been vaguely pondering what I want to purchase for fall. So far I've only gotten as far as black lace, leather, chartreuse, and those Emma Cook/Topshop ankle boots that I probably won't be able to get my hands on. I never really buy with an overall plan in mind anyway, it seems I just end up acquiring randomly when something strikes my fancy and hoping it all comes together. But I remembered a photo Scott Schuman took of some semi-scraggly NYU students and did a quick search on it - the girl on the left steals the show and was the one whose image was seared into my mind. I love the gold chain bracelet and it's my new goal to find a vintage coat that sweet. An image to keep in mind when I'm tempted to purchase everything in black as it gets colder.
I'm pretty into this unapologetically sheer bodysuit, it's surprisingly comfortable and provides that perfect first layer under most anything. I got some exercise yesterday climbing to the top of this inexplicably huge mound of dirt and giving my MJs their first real taste of rugged terrain. After my boyfriend pulled us up in his truck and did a donut that sent dust and dirt flying everywhere, of course. GREAT.
We also did some shopping in the men's section and picked up some new things for him that look really, really good. Who knew it was so fun to dress boys? Well maybe everyone except for me.
Tank, Erin Wasson x RVCA. Sheer bodysuit, American Apparel. Shorts, Forever 21. Boots, Marc by Marc Jacobs.
My boyfriend and I ran around all day today getting caught up on all of our favorite things to do. Which included some pretty alright photo taking. There are some better, shoe-inclusive ones he took later in the day but I liked the way this random one turned out. I found this Bally bag at a Goodwill in San Francisco a few years ago and it makes me happy every time I rediscover it in my closet. I'll post the others tomorrow, I'm going to wake up the jet lagged one and make him watch The Tudors with me and the kittens now. Hottest show ever. Yes Johnathan Rhys-Meyers, yes Henry Cavill.
Tank, Erin Wasson x RVCA. Shorts, Forever 21. Bag, vintage Bally.
Blouse, shorts, and cuff, vintage. Heels, Oh Deer.
Totally the craziest thing ever. Perhaps a bastard love child of this and this? It's too bad (really, really too bad) that I don't have the Balmain moccasin booties to properly channel the bad-ass-ness that could be going on here. It seems like every fall sequins (along with plaid, always a fuss over plaid) are touted as some groundbreaking trend but I kind of love them always. It's still an even 80 degrees every day here so I can't break out the lamé leggings/black funnel neck coat/ankle sock/crazy sandal experiment I'm envisioning but I've always thought that the glitz is offset pretty well by destroyed denim too. Actually, I'm pretty sure that I think everything matches denim shorts. It's okay though, it seems like I'm the only one in the blogosphere that actually loves summer and I'm going to relish every last sticky, sandy second of it.
The only sad thing about this blouse is that it's just the tiniest bit too short to wear as a dress. Even for my (non-existent) standards. I feel like I've been over-wearing my Chloe wedges so I made myself go for these Oh Deer Louboutin knockoffs instead. Not seen since the early days of the blog, when coincidentally, I was wearing plaid. And..denim shorts.
If you're getting bored of studio shots, don't worry because my beloved is returning from Rome in mere hours. Exciting stuff. And he is apparently bringing me crazy fierce Italian cuffs or something. Sweet. Thanks again to all my friends who helped me out with photographs!
Playing around with a few new things.
1. Erin Wasson/RVCA bandage skirt with gold studs. I've already worn this a ton, I love that it's a really thick knit instead of your standard jersey. Plus, studs.
2. Spiderweb lace lingerie top. So trashy, so in love. I imagine it's probably supposed to be part of some Morticia Addams costume. Man, what am I going to be for Halloween if I'm using up all these ideas now?
3. Studded ankle boots that I fell for when Karla posted them a few days ago. I haven't ordered anything from Victoria's Secret since..I'm approximating..my sorority days. Wow. Any DGs out there? Anyway, the boots are the sickness. I'm guessing they will be the new requisite blogger footwear. I remember fainting slightly when I saw (fondled) the Louboutins they're a knockoff of at Neiman Marcus on clearance for $400 or so. Prooobably should have just taken the plunge, however that was back in January and I was less insane then. I'm giving these an A+ too though, good platform/heel ratio going on. I love how low-cut they are too.
Tank and skirt, Erin Wasson x RVCA. Heels, Colin Stuart at Victoria's Secret.
My swayback isn't really that bad. But it's still pretty bad. I wore this out last night to hang out with some law school students at some random bar. God knows what they thought of me. I told one of them that I work in fashion just to be succinct and he responded, "Figures". I look like I'm going to sneeze in that first picture.
Black lace top, random lingerie store. Boots, secondhand.
Ok and lastly, this is random, but for some reason I get a lot of questions about my hair, which I've always just found uselessly neither wavy nor straight. I was going to make a separate post about this but then realized I didn't really have that much to say. I get it highlighted obviously, use random drugstore shampoo/conditioner (currently Garnier), let it air-dry until I can't stand it being damp anymore, then spray it with Sunsilk Waves of Envy. Which costs about a cent, and smells kinda nice and oceanic. Sometimes it dries wavier, sometimes not, but that seems to be random more than anything else. I haven't touched a straightening iron in years now, mostly cause I don't care enough to and it's kinda scary to see steam coming off your strands. I hope that answers your questions and sorry it's not more interesting!
Blazer and button-down, Erin Wasson x RVCA. Bodysuit, American Apparel. Jeans, Rogan for Target.
Tempted to claim this is my house...I mean damn. One of my best friends Rahul rented out this oceanside mansion for his birthday last night, which obviously demanded some daytime drinking in preparation. This place was pretty out there, 6 foot hookah, fur everywhere, letters signed by Ronald Reagan hanging on the walls, vivid paintings cramming every last inch of hallway space. Oh and swords. Lots of swords. I'm assuming the owner is slightly mad/all awesome. The party lived up to the environs with Guitar Hero, hot tub action, and the obligatory tons of random people that always end up arriving. I missed the plan to dress up at night (must read things more fully in the future) so I just..put on my bodysuit. We worked on our hangovers today by lolling around uselessly on the beach before gorging on sushi and Mexican hot chocolate after Rahul calmed a distressed, ok angry, mansion owner. That vase was totally already broken. Happy birthday Rahul!
I am the luckiest girl in the world - my friends over at RVCA sent me over a bunch of pieces from Erin Wasson's line. Nothing has ever felt more like Christmas, including Christmas. My kittens observed blandly as I gleefully removed items from the box. Each piece has the details and cuts that distinguish a basic from something special - a blazer with a lightning bolt printed back and exposed zipper, a long loose tank with a barely there back, a tuxedo jacket that looks cropped in the front but with dramatically extended tails, a jeweled jersey bustier, white leather motorcycle vest, the perfect knit high waisted skirt with gold studs down the front..ahh too many amazing pieces to describe accurately. Her inspiration from the beaches of California to New York City's street style shines through, and all I can say is that I'm going to be living in this stuff. A huge thank you to Erin, Josh, and Kristen, and another thank you to my friend Akshay who filled in as photographer today for my jetsetting boyfriend.
The line drops Spring 2009 so get ready. You're going to be seeing all of the other pieces here in the near future.
All clothing except shorts and leopard bandeau, Erin Wasson for RVCA. Boots, Marc by Marc Jacobs. Heels by Report, courtesy of Danielle at solestruck.com.
Jacket/vest, vintage. Skirt, Forever 21. Shoes, Chloe.
What I get when I combine a few of my current favorites. I tend to get wardrobe-stupid and forget that I own all the crap that I do, leaning on a few key pieces to get me through (sequin butterfly top, probably not going to make it). This is when I decide to reorganize or spend an hour trying on clothes dancing around to Rihanna and M.I.A. like a fool.
This outfit is from this past weekend, I've gotten behind in posts as usual, which isn't aided by the fact that my boyfriend/photographer is in ROME right now for work. Yes, Rome the city. Wtf? A thousand questions arise, but mostly why am I not there with him/why couldn't I muster $1500 last minute? And since when is he cool enough to travel to Europe for work (sorry, Caldwell, love youuu)? Oh well, apparently the humidity is at 100%, the salads suck, and everything's closed in August or something. So I guess it's alright, especially since I just gave in and pre-ordered an iPhone and I will apparently be spending all my money on phone bills now. My fifth grade memories (pigeons, piazzas, stracciatella gelato, pervy men) of the city will have to do. Tomorrow I am enlisting the help of my dear friend Akshay to take pictures. He has no idea what he's in for.
I went to a new yoga class tonight, and the teacher was the most graceful sinewy being I have ever witnessed to exist. He moved like a crazy panther, which I found weirdly awe-inspiring. New goal in life: move like crazy panther.
Also, I just killed a fly with a single swipe of a pen. I am a ninja. Must disinfect pen now.
I found this completely awful 90s clubbing/possible strip club survivor secondhand, and something triggered. I wanted it. I wanted to at least attempt to master it. It is a sick thing to want a butterfly-shaped backless crop top, but hey, can't fight the instinct. I will also note here that I had to take scissors to the lining to remove some substantial bust-enhancing cups. But not before trying it on with them still in and giggling at the sight of me with boobs. Looked weird.
I suspect that I might be the only one to kind of like the thing, but it was definitely fun to wear. I always like the shiny shinies.
Sweatshirt, American Apparel. Top, Kain. Shorts, vintage Levi's. Boots and cuffs, vintage. Necklace, Forever 21. Bag, Givenchy.
Woohoo, lots of good stuff in the store. I get a lot of questions about international shipping, so I just want to clarify that I definitely do ship internationally..in fact it seems more than half of my customers are international. From a slouch fit crested Ralph Lauren blazer and Topshop exposed zip bandage mini I ordered that was too big for me to the perfect motorcycle jacket and gorgeous sequined jacket..something for everyone.
Today was..depressing. Watching 3 straight hours of The Tudors, nachos, snuggling with the kittens (oh Kumo isn't possessed..he's just Persian), and listening to complaint rock somehow only made me feel 1% better. Ugh.
So it's as good a time as any to post these trashy-in-black wasteland photos my boyfriend took earlier this week. The American Apparel lamé dress is everything I wanted it to be, I'm going to try it belted and it looks ferosh as a skirt too. Actually worn like that it looks just like that Topshop faux-leather flare skirt that was such a big fuss a few months ago. I'm too lazy to write the items directly on the photos, but most everything is vintage except the American Apparel dress and bodysuit. Well and Chloe shoes. And Forever 21 headband. K. Pizza box. Delirious.
Pullover and boots, vintage. Shorts, vintage Levi's. Jewelry; vintage, Target, Iwona Ludyga, Forever 21.
I love finding completely inexplicable garments like this pullover jacket thing. Removable one-sided vest? Mmmk. Huge hood? YES YES YES. But seriously, huge weird slouchy things like this work perfectly to offset all my tiny skirts, shorts, and skinny pants. I've noticed that I'm slowly making more use of all the athletic-inspired clothing in my wardrobe, from my Forever 21 sneaker heels to the American Apparel bodysuit to the shiny RVCA gym shorts that I've been living in. Gymnasium chic?
A few of you have asked what nail polish this is, it's one of the 4 I keep in rotation for when I do my own nails - OPI's Chihuahua Bites with some China Glaze sheer pink that I never used mixed in. The others (all OPI) - Lincoln Park in the Dark, Got the Blues for Red, and Light my Sapphire. While I'm on this, does anyone have a good basecoat recommendation? I have this sneaking suspicion that the one I'm using really sucks.
As promised. They were surprisingly good little posers, though my boyfriend redirecting their attention with a laser pointer was instrumental. The little black one we named Bijou and the gray Kumo (cloud in Japanese)..Bij is such a little prince who struts about expecting (and receiving) all kinds of spoiling and attention. He watches witheringly as Kumo crashes full force into mirrors and walls like the maniac he is before they both pass out flat on their backs for hours. If you think Pinky and the Brain, you'll have their personalities down pat. We toyed with naming them as such, but I would feel kind of bad calling something "Brain" all the time.
Romper, H&M. Shoes, Forever21.