(vintage sweater, Levi's shorts, Forever 21 tights, Colin Stuart boots)
Wow it was actually sort of cold yesterday. I've never really found meshy tights like these to be warm whatsoever and I'm actually pretty sure they're irrelevant to one's overall body temperature. Iced vanilla soy latte...maybe not.
But more importantly, I've been hanging on to this PVC paneled sweater for a while now waiting for knits to feel more appropriate. Though Colin swears I stole it from Michael Jackson, I'm into it's futuristic vibe and off center elbow patches, as hard as it is not to absentmindedly touch the shiny stuff from time to time. Nothing like a questionable sweater to mix up one's winter wardrobe.
(Chanel shades and vintage shirt borrowed from Kristin..thanks K!, Zara leather jacket, American Apparel u-neck dress, Chloe shoes)
Colin's brother Ryan is a little camera shy but hang out with us long enough and there's no avoiding it. We brought him home with us after Thanksgiving dinner to meet up with some friends of mine from LA and spent the night and next day playing with their dad's RIDICULOUSLY amazing camera, getting awkwardly competitive over Taboo (there were allegations that I turned up the music every time it was the other team's turn..pshh yeah right), trying to stop people from feeding our cats flaming hot Cheetos, feasting on tapas, and making the most of my time with Kristin's goods.
I <3 my boys.
It feels like forever since I was in New York, but some of you might remember me rambling about taking a suitcase full of my things and meeting up with Garance in the Meatpacking District. Well the results are now up on Vogue France for the online version of 'Une Fille Un Style' that she's going to be writing and photographing regularly and I could not be more honored. Thank you so much to Garance, who was so much fun to work with - hopefully next time will be in Paris!
(vintage sweater and suede fringe skirt, Chloe boots)
I picked this sweater up a while ago but haven't worn it because I felt it needed something more. I put it on today and the multitextured semi-open knit sort of beckoned me to go at with a razor blade. Since the closest I've ever come to Rodarte is caressing a netted dress at Nordstrom while having a mini heart attack and I'm impatient for Topshop to release their rendition next spring, this will be my pauper's version of the Mulleavy sisters' holey splendor.
Are my fellow Californians stoked on the RAIN? It was too good to be able to fall asleep to the sound of it last night. I'm headed down to my boyfriend's parent's place for Thanksgiving tomorrow..4 years in, this isn't really a big deal, but just in case I don't have time to post tomorrow, I hope those celebrating have a good one!
Kristin and I headed to yet another sleepy coastal town together to run around in clothes the likes of which had apparently had never been seen there before, from all the looks and questions we fielded. Though it could have been the lying around all over the place that did it. We videotaped bits and pieces but being the video under-estimator that I am, didn't really put much effort into it. Let us know what you guys think and we'll put Kristin's video editing skills to better use next time. Perhaps with some shots of the ridiculous pile of clothing that is created when our closets mate.
I don't even know where to start with citing where everything's from...but of note or unseen before:
- Kristin's long john drop crotch cutoffs (something I never thought I would type)
- RVCA beanie that she diligently studded herself
- DIP black cutout dress
- plaid skinnies from uhm Hot Topic
- Norwegian wood lace leggings that Angie gave me
- a soft-as-vintage hoodie that Monrow sent me among some other designs I can't wait to show you guys
- my disgusting acid wash lattice cutout vintage jeans that I haven't worn for a while
(vintage jacket, Erin x RVCA tank, Topshop leopard print shorts, Target tights, Jessica Simpson boots)
There's something to be said about the military blazer - the things never really go out of style. If you look closely in the first shot you can see my behind the ear drapey gold earring, potentially one of the coolest things I own but really annoying to try to take a picture of. We finally found a spot without the omnipresent looming palm trees..while it's hardly cold here yet, it was rather novel to crunch around on red leaves while plaintively asking Colin if I was stepping in poison oak. And hey since he does way more for me than just stave off nature-inflicted rashes and this blog would be utter crap without him, here's a huge thank you to my love and a pretty sweet photo I took of him in his RVCA jacket while we were waiting to be seated for sushi. I feel like whenever I mention food it's sushi, but we really do eat it that much. I only worry about mercury poisoning sporadically.