Alive Again! Darling Aunt Vivian (part I)

I just remembered that I totally meant to do a side-by-side deal every time I did this series-- woops.

Though there's no grade for this project (unless you give me some feedback-- what say thee, yea or nay?), I try to plan out specific outfits according to each character. But Charmalade, don't you have a life and other important stuffs to attend to? Shut up, tiny voice in italics, you need to stop being a buzzkill. Anyway. In the middle of the day, I realized that channeling Aunt Vivian's style was basically like channeling my own. Hell, we even have similar hair styles.

Aunt Vivian to the left (no... your left) and Aunt Lily to the right. Both beloved mother figures to Chuck and kooky witches to everyone else.

I originally thought about featuring both aunts in one week (after all, both of them share a penchant for fine cheeses and silks), but it's less hectic and more fun this way. After all, they're sisters, not twins. I noticed that Aunt Vivian has a particular fondness for Asian-inspired outfits. And seeing as how I'm, y'know, the real deal, I thought that happy fortune in genetics helped significantly to this part of the series.

It's hard to see the actual outfit here, but isn't the window all pretty-like?

Seeing the aunts' wardrobe makes me want gaudy things like more leopard print, feathers and Asian silk.

Seeing as how I didn't have any spare hanbok or kimonos lying around, I made do with this top that I always thought resembled the Chinese-style shirt. Consensus?

Top- Pierre Cardin secondhand : Skirt- secondhand : Belt- secondhand : Tights- mystery? : Cardigan- Gap : Shoes- Old Navy

Today's outfit pictures were taken indoors, which reminded me of how I've always wanted to visit or live in the aunts' house at Coeur de Coeurs. It's just like their style-- old-fashioned, colorful and more than a little eccentric. It has that organized clutter that seems to hold a lot of secrets that's exciting to uncover.

What's Lovely for April 21, 2010: Being told that I look younger than I actually am. Well, that's not exactly lovely, but I figure it'll come in handy when I get older. I wonder-- do I really look that young? I hope that doesn't mean I'm juvenile (as one friend put it, hurr hurr).