My Favorite Creeper

Dress- Beacon's Closet @ Williamsburg  ::  Cardigan- FROM PINK TO REPLACE RED B. CARDIGAN  ::  Tights- We Love Colors  ::  Boots- Rebel via TJMaxx  ::  Headband- Modcloth freebie whee

I really have nothing else I can say (eh eh), because it's the weekend and I should either be:
a) going out and having a cuh-razy-ass time, or
b) staying in and diligently working my ass off
instead I am:
c) doing all of the above 
when really I am:
d) schlutzing around.


Instead, I'll tell that random story I mentioned in the last post concerning thigh high socks:

Your Questions (finally) ANSWERED.

OMG. I'm back. It's like I'm Nathan Young and I was buried alive but turns out in a major plot twist that I'm back from the dead because I'm immortal and...
I may have been watching a lot of Misfits lately. This (warning: slightly NSFW) has been my winter break so far. I didn't say I was proud. But it has been a wonderfully and terrifyingly lazy hiatus, and I'm overdue on a lot of things. Remember the FAQ back in October? I hope with profuse amounts of apologies and kowtowing, I can come back to my blog and finallyfinallyfinally answer these questions once and for all in this post. 


*hug* I missed you. Please forgive me, I have digital chocolate chip cookies.

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Paige asked:

What inspired you to start your blog?

Essentially, I bullied myself into doing this thingamajig after a good amount of stalking following and reading many daily fashion blogs. The beautiful thing about blogging is that fairly anyone's capable of it-- it was just a matter of mixed delusion and confidence when I went "hey, I think I can do that!" And thus it began.

What has changed about your blog/your style since you started?

I can say all this stuff about learning the subtleties of what to do or what not to do in blogging and how I dared to mix prints more, but I'd like to show a visual.

Industrial Playground

What's Lovely for October 6, 2010:  Being called a 5'7" badass when I'm in fact a 5'5" badass wannabe

Oh dear, I'm afraid that I'm pulling the figurative wool over your eyes again. Guess when these pictures were actually taken?  

Go on, I double dog dare you to take a gander!

Corporal anti-Coporeal

This picture refers to two things happening in my life right now: being slowly turned into a ghost and being obsessed with the Beatles

My apologies for not having posted in awhile. :( Major sad face about this. 
Schoolwork mixed with a fair share of procrastination haven't been agreeing with my blogging. But I've tried to comment here, tweak the layout there. What do y'all think? (I'm still in the midst of tweaking)


I hope to be back to the world of the living soon! Avast! Hi-ho! Yarr. 


Also (in a shameless moment of self-promotion), if I may direct your attention towards my Chictopia, would you please vote for me for the Stylish Sole contest? I figure I can go ahead and ask since I'm a ghost who's lost her sole. Haw haw. HAW. Being a ghost has done wonders for my punnery. 

RIP Cardigan

[Note] This picture was not taken by me.

What's Lovely for August 5, 2010: Remembering an old friend from the wardrobe

This photograph is one of the last taken of my good friend. You've probably seen it before. Not many of you knew it by name, but I always fondly knew it as Red Butmorelikeredorange Cardigan (its middle name is of Swedish origin). I can still recall when and where I met it: a few summers ago at the Gap; not only was it on sale but it had a discount on account of a tiny hole in the back. Of course, it was love at first sight. Ever since then, Red B. Cardigan went almost everywhere I went. We were practically inseparable. No seriously, we were-- some of my favorite outfits with the cardigan are here, here, here, and last but not least, here on Pink.

In short, that cardigan was like a security blanket, only better. I mean, how many security blankets are bright red and are wearable? Suck on that, Linus (and I don't mean your thumb).

Before I left Thailand, I bestowed Cardigan upon Pink to "remember me" in a Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants kind of way. Despite it being hot outside, she found excuses to wear it when the weather/AC got just a bit cooler. However, I was informed today that Cardigan disappeared under mysterious circumstances involving ill-timed misplacement (she accidentally dropped it somewhere). As far as I know, Cardigan now rests somewhere in a castle in Poland.

RIP Red B. Cardigan. You were a trusty and fantabulous friend that went with just about everything I owned. You will be missed. I just hope that no one's trying to wear you with lime green right now, then that would just be a piteous tragedy.

Good & Terrible News

What's Lovely for January 14, 2010: Seeing a bunch of people get really enthused over something they all love. I mean, look at these costumes. And that's only scratching the crazy surface.

What's Clearly Not Lovely: Ringing ears and crushing disappointment.