This picture is totally symbolic and stuff , 'cause I was all fading out, and then I'm BAM back brighter than ever-- ok fine, I was just playing around with Photoshop. So sue me (please don't).
Much like the anthropomorphic dinosaurs invading a Macy's Day parade, I'm baaaaaack. (Please tell me I'm not the only one who got that random reference)
It's almost ironic. While a seemingly large number of fashion bloggers out there are recounting or commenting on Fashion Week going full speed ahead in NY, I'm blabbing on about cookies and whatnot. But I'm not jealous. Don't get me wrong-- I'd SO dart out of here in a heartbeat if I ever had the chance to go to NYC for Fashion Week. But I'm so busy with life here that it's fun for me to just click through all the photos of girls' adventures in the Big Apple (when I have time to click).
Still, I'm actually a little embarrassed when I look back at my last three posts. They're not just not related to fashion, but comparatively meh by my standards. Call me a delusional perfectionist (among many other things you can call me), but I strive to make this blog enjoyable for both myself and anyone who's interested in reading this. How am I doing, guys? OK? Thumbs up, thumbs down? Heads up 7-Up?
Excuse my old lady hands, please.
I liked pairing the two scarves for warmth and dramatic effect, but I was afraid I resembled someone trying to smuggle something out of a store. Not that I would. Unless they were Girl Scout cookies. Then watch the FUCK OUT.
Cardigan- Old Navy via Goodwill : Shirt (that which cannot be seen!)- Mossimo secondhand : Blue scarf+Booties- TJMaxx : Leopard scarf- Urban Outfitters : Skirt- Forever 21 : Red tights- We Love Colors : Teal tights- Target (Indigo!)
This cardigan, originally from Old Navy, was acquired from my local Goodwill for only $2. $2? That's as much as like.... two sodas! I'd take a cardigan over two sodas any day. I can't take credit for finding it, so I definitely want to try my hand at clawing through infinite racks of clothing for a bargain soon. But really, a new item of clothing was all it took to shake up my wardrobe again-- how fantastic. I would even call it lovely...
What's Lovely for February 17, 2010: Getting back on the horse again, unless that horse is heroin, then that's bad, or so I hear.
(see what I did there?? segue-ed!)
And now, I just want to wind down with a slow, mellow song. This is one of my favorite songs and I think the music video is perfect. It vaguely reminds me of 1930s Paris, what with its dimly-lit bathrooms and forbidden trysts. Excuse me trying to wax poetry, but this song makes me close my eyes, and imagine myself in a tiny, crowded nightclub where the only things lit are the singer's voice and glow of cigarettes.
Also in this scenario I have lungs of steel, so the smoke won't make me cough. Constantly wheezing doesn't paint the most romantic portrait.