Rabbit Rabbit

Most of my wardrobe is made up of solid colors. More often than not, I tend toward simple-hued garments with structural shape and nice tailoring.
But every once in a while, a crazy print in a riot of bright shades will tug at my heartstrings... and not let go, this dress being a prime example.

I love everything about it. I love how a myriad of cool colors can feel so warm - the blues and greens (and, if you can see them, the tiny sprinklings of fuchsia and purple) are gorgeously vivid. I love the blousy top and billowing skirt and deliciously soft silk. And I love the length. I honestly feel prettier, more comfortable, and more confident in a flowing long dress or skirt than in some tight, tiny number.

These boots are my most recent footwear acquisition. I found them in an eBay auction with seventeen minutes to go, and it took the most stressful bidding war imaginable but I won them! They are exactly what I have been searching for in a pair of autumn boots: buttery brown leather, a low heel, simple construction, and (of course) perfectly slouchy.

Although the dress contains no actual turquoise, I felt that all the colors mixed together would probably approximate the color of this cardigan. Plus, it was absolutely freezing this morning - going outside in just a short-sleeved dress was not my idea of a good time!

Vintage silk dress, vintage leather boots via eBay, vintage cardigan, Hue tights

Tomorrow I am showing an unprecedented amount of school spirit by attending the homecoming football game. I have two motivations to attend, and neither of them have to do with football. One, that our marching band (in which my darling Sylvia plays the clarinet!) has a reputation for being absolutely showstopping, so it's about time I see them in action. And two, that a bunch of kids from the theater club are supposedly selling hot cider and victuals during the game, which means I will have plenty of nonathletic people to hang out with (and plenty of warm beverages to drink)! It might actually be a grand old time.

P.S. I hope you all said "rabbit rabbit" when you woke up this morning. You'll have good luck for the rest of October! Not that I really believe that... but ever since an elementary school teacher (it might have been third grade?) taught me that superstition, I always say "rabbit rabbit" when I wake up to a new month.

Liberace

Vintage jacket and trousers, Forever 21 tee and sunglasses, thrifted shoes

This literally must be the fastest I have ever put a post together! Sorry for the picture shortage, but I am in a slight hurry and really wanted to show you some things.

The jacket is one of the crazier items I picked up at the bag sale last Saturday. It was quite literally the first thing I saw when I walked in and for many mysterious reasons I was instantly attracted to it. It has the most gorgeous fit, and although I normally perform immediate surgery upon any piece with shoulder pads that I buy, in the jacket they just seem to work. Not only work, but give it really spectacular details. I love the pleats at the shoulders too.

And, of course, the pattern. Utter ridiculousness, and I completely adore it. My friends have termed it my Liberace jacket and have attempted to convince me to dress up as the famed entertainer for Halloween. We shall see...

Also, forgive me for yet another pair of geriatric pants. I picked them up in Martha's Vineyard with Sylvia. They are linen and slouchy and absolutely enormous and I love them to death.

Phew! Sorry to race through all that, but I must now depart for yet another fantastic day in New York City. I am going to see Our Town with all my castmates from the show! I've heard that this particular production is really amazing, so I am incredibly excited to see it, and to spend the day with all my lovely theater friends.

I hope you all have fantabulous long weekends! I know I will.

London Calling

Yesterday's metropolitan adventures proved to be extremely successful. Although I lost the bidding war for the floral Doc Martens on eBay, it was a mere three or four hours after the auction closed before I stumbled upon a Craigslist seller getting rid of this pair, miraculously in my size. Infinite thanks to Rachel in Union Square for bestowing these upon me!

As soon as I slipped the boots on, my thoughts of creamy blouses and slouchy tees ran straight out of my head. I wanted black, tight, edgy, reminiscent of London grunge and seventies punk.

After we got my boots, the three of us scooted over to Forever 21 in Union Square and spent more than two hours there. I found not only the neutral basics I felt were missing from my wardrobe, but the perfect items to fulfill my rocker fantasies. I fell in love with this clean, sophisticated take on the whole concept.

I picked up the blazer just this morning at the thrift store bag sale, which was honestly one of the most frenzied and exhausting experiences of my life. I did come away with a stack of old art books and quite a few crazy clothing items, which you will surely see soon.

Out of the hundreds (or more likely thousands) of outfits I have ever put together, this one makes me feel better inside and out than nearly all of them.

Forever 21 tee and skirt, vintage blazer and Doc Martens, gifted ring

I might wear this on the first day of school, depending on the weather. It's undoubtedly one of my favorite outfits I have ever worn, which means I will be wearing it (and variations on it) a lot! I think wearing an outfit once is the silliest thing. If you love and feel great in something, why not repeat it?

In addition to the tee and skirt, I got a few other basic items that will be cropping up soon and often, plus all my crazy finds from the bag sale! In short, be prepared for plenty of exciting outfit posts.

I start school in two days! Call me loony for being so impatient, but I cannot help it. School means my friends, exciting new classes, a sparkly new season for both weather and fashion... now aren't you excited too?

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FINALLY.

AFTER EIGHT MONTHS OF PACKETS AND ESSAYS AND ARTICLES AND TRIVIA GAMES AND MULTIPLE CHOICE TESTS, IT'S FINALLY OVER.

I HAVE SURVIVED AP EUROPEAN HISTORY!

I think, to celebrate, I want to stay here.

Is there anywhere more tranquil and beautiful than Greece? I think not. It seems like the perfect place to escape from real life.

Cuffed boyfriend jeans and sequined pumps courtesy of Jak & Jil? I am in love.




Vintage sweater, Mango leggings, Steve Madden flats, vintage Liz Claiborne hat

Forgive my attempts at invisibility, but I was too lazy to put on makeup and wash my hair and therefore looked like a complete sloven.

It was really moist and sticky out yesterday. I normally hate that kind of weather, but the rain and humidity made everything look lush and green and fertile, and my entire yard smelled like dirt and rain in a really nice way.

While I was taking pictures, my mom yelled out the window that I looked like Monet. I guess it was probably the hat.



Only four days until Brigadoon! It's going to be really good. I promise to post pictures of my costume because it's super awesome. There's lots of plaid involved.

Ay, laddies!

Here Comes The Rain Again, Falling From The Stars

Each of these capture a little bit of why I love rain so much.
It just blurs the lines, you know? Makes everything kind of like a dream.

EXCITING NEWS...



I GOT MY BRACES OFF!

My teeth feel all funny.
And I have to wear retainers that make me talk like Sean Connery on Celebrity Jeopardy.
But anything is better than braces.
And now I can smile properly without feeling vile.

Had to basically scarf down dinner and race out of the house for Brigadoon rehearsal, but not before I snapped some photos. It was just one of those outfit-you-feel-really-awesome-in-and-really-must-capture-on-film days.





crochet top, mom's ~ tee (underneath), gap ~ jeans, pacsun ~ boots, vintage frye ~ necklace, forever 21

I love, love, love this crochet top that I purloined from my mom.
It's from The Gap! When did The Gap stop being so cool?
The fact that I nabbed these boots at a thrift store for under twenty dollars is pretty much the shining accomplishment of my life.
I hope my feet never grow so I can wear them forever.

Of course, what would the perfect drizzly day be without a drizzly day poem?
I wrote this ages ago, in exactly this kind of weather.

written in the aftermath of a rain storm

there is something inexplicably romantic
about the aftermath of an autumn rain storm.
the air is chilly and steely and smells of
damp moss, but it holds a stillness so rarely
seen here, and the only sound for miles is
the slip-crack-drip of meandering drizzle.
how i would love to dance in the mud with you -
or better yet, kiss passionately under a
soggy tree until the sun dazzles again.

(photographs by me are unedited, all other images from weheartit, post title from "wake me up when september ends" by green day)

She Could Throw A Whirling Dervish Out Of Whirl

(we heart it)

There's just something about balloons.
They make me smiley and giddy.

We had the most perfect weather imaginable this weekend, so I took advantage by putting on my new favorites clothes and dancing around outside in them.



sweater, vintage ~ silk tank, mom's ~ shorts, forever 21 ~ shades, forever 21

The world would be a better place if everyone was barefoot all the time.
Really, who isn't happier being barefoot?

My friends call this my Golden Girls sweater.



dress, vintage

I usually end up feeling stiff and posed in my pictures.
I tried to remedy that by twirling around a lot. It helped.
The dress worked well with being spun, don't you think? It's very photogenic.
While whirling around I had one bit from The Sound of Music stuck in my head:

She'd outpester any pest, drive a hornet from its nest, she could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl. She is gentle, she is wild, she's a riddle, she's a child, she's a headache, she's an angel, she's a girl.

This dress makes me feel like a whirling dervish.
And also like an extra from one of my favorite movies, Mona Lisa Smile.




(imdb)

Can someone explain to me the difference between thrifted and vintage?
Are they the same, and vintage just sounds fancier? Or is there actually a difference?

And finally, a poem. It reminds me of spring.

exhilaration is the breeze ~ emily dickinson

Exhilaration is the Breeze
That lifts us from the Ground
And leaves us in another place
Whose statement is not found —

Returns us not, but after time
We soberly descend
A little newer for the term
Upon Enchanted Ground —

Spring break is finally, most unfortunately, over.
Wish me luck.