Posts tagged ‘lobster’
Wear That Wall on Your Sleeve
As a newcomer to the world of gingham, polka dots, and pretty much any other hefty dose of printed fabrics (see yesterday’s post on the thought bubble skirt), I’ve now started looking everywhere thinking, “hm…could that make a cute skirt?”
I am also a relatively new addict to Pinterest, and find myself using it as a main source for procrastination and inspiration. Multiple times a day I click over to the picture-filled website, compiling mini libraries of scenic beaches, copy-worthy outfits and much to my surprise, wallpaper! Though I usually find wallpaper to feel stuffy and obnoxious, lately these colorful rooms have been inspiring me in more ways than just interior design. A blue and gold lobster blazer? Why not! Pink bamboo printed pencil skirt? Sign this sister up! A pleated silk chiffon dress decked out in toy cars? Abso-freakin-lutely! I guess what I’m getting at here is that I am still drawn to the notion of looking to interior design for style inspiration, and that were I to ever have my own fashion line it would include more of your grandmother’s wallpaper than you could even possibly begin to imagine. But until that happens, let’s just take a moment to dream about these strips of wallpaper as a three-piece pantsuit with a clutch to match.
Because It’s Awesome
Each time I wear either this jacket or these shoes I get a variety of comments — some positive, some negative. For example, a boy once said to me in reference to this outerwear, “why on earth did you buy that?” Ok, a few things here. One: I can’t believe a guy actually said “why on earth” — I feel like only people who say “geez” or “golly” or “soda pop” say that. Two: do you really want me to explain why I bought this jacket? Because it’s a pretty uninteresting, anti-climatic story. So, I simply responded with “because it’s awesome” and walked away. (Jerk.)
Now, when I was younger (ages 5-24) a comment like that would have sent me to Insecure City where people hide in corners and try to blend in with the walls. But as I’ve matoooooored (that’s “matured” with an obnoxious accent), I’ve grown to care less and less about what people think in regards to my sartorial choices. Much like the belief that most people would rather be overdressed than under, I would rather dress like myself than try to blend in with the vanillas of the world. This is starting to sound like a preachy post, and though that wasn’t my initial intention I’m going to roll with it. You see I’m under the belief that if you feel like your look is a little on the “is this appropriate?” side then you should definitely wear it. So I leave you with this: should someone question your outfit or comment on its ridiculousness, tell them it’s awesome and walk away. (Cause they’re a jerk.)
William Rast jacket (similar here) | Splendid shirt | Moschino skirt | Tibi clutch | Burberry wedges | Ray-Ban sunglasses
// photos by Emily Malan
A Week in Review
Crustaceans have invaded my apartment (pillow via One Kings Lane, clutch thanks to Tibi)
This week has been all about change. I chopped off my hair, had a number of meetings about some major upcoming changes to the blog, and tonight I celebrate the engagement of one of my best friends. Normally I hear the word change and shrivel up like a snail covered in salt, but there’s something about a new year that encourages a switch.
My dad once told me that change isn’t difficult, it’s the decision to make the change that’s the hard part. But this week I’ve been all about the decisions: chop of my hair, slice off that mole, discard those shoes, to hell with that bitch! And I have to say, it’s one of the most refreshing things I’ve done for myself.
So, since I’m clearly in a “preachy” mood, I’ll leave you with this: if you’re thinking about making the change, just rip off the bandaid and do it. Nothing’s permanent. Well, unless it’s plastic surgery or something…
One of the many delicious appetizers from last weekend’s party (ricotta, bacon, strawberries, and a drizzle of balsamic)
Brain stimulation
Finally got around to organizing my jewelry (countdown to when it becomes a mess again)
Sometimes I like to sit around and draw sea creatures