tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601773622662658862024-03-13T10:46:39.756-07:00You Deserve Nice Thingssacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-61619489052093960932011-06-09T22:21:00.000-07:002011-06-09T22:26:44.345-07:00Ode to Ms. Parker<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxxaaJ7HFH4/TfGpTaV3chI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rLTNozfcYtE/s1600/parker.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxxaaJ7HFH4/TfGpTaV3chI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rLTNozfcYtE/s400/parker.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R2x3X6_1VBo/TfGqETEvJII/AAAAAAAAAFo/BaTtMrR17ak/s1600/broken3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R2x3X6_1VBo/TfGqETEvJII/AAAAAAAAAFo/BaTtMrR17ak/s400/broken3.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Parker Posey is one stylin' woman. Every time I watch Broken English, I find myself just marveling at her wardrobe -- not only that, but her jewelry is to die for. She always looks so put together! Even when she's not. In the movie, I mean.<br />
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Anyway, today I managed to hit up a few thrift stores with my twin bro, who is down for 3 weeks on break from UC Berkeley. I found a few very cool things:<br />
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Red leather flats (Easy Spirit, so you know they are waaaaaay comfy!) and a very chic navy and white polka dot sleeveless blouse. As I was picking it out, my bro happened to be standing behind me, and he smartly commented, "You have so much of that already. Remember in high school? You wore that one navy and polka dot dress like every day." But I mean, as much as he is a smartass, he's no liar. Because he's right. He speaks the truth. But how could I possibly resist? Anyhow, I have grand plans for this blouse (blouse is such a fancy word, I love it): I intend on replacing all of its "normal" buttons with pearl snaps to glam it up even more.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PUlY4F810fg/TfGnXlt8fJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ygBhUYyW2FA/s1600/110609_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PUlY4F810fg/TfGnXlt8fJI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ygBhUYyW2FA/s400/110609_001.jpg" width="300" /></a></div>Now let's talk about sweatshirts. I love them, but only because sweatshirt is the DIY lover's dream material. Cut it however way you like and it does not fray. Hence what I did to my Truly Madly Deeply bunny sweatshirt. I picked it off the Urban Outfitter's sale rack, only to take it home and realize that someone had completely stretched out the shoulders. I even washed it to see if it would pop back into its original form, but alas, there was no remedy. So I did what any determined gal would do -- I took my scissors to it. I had to salvage this thing, it had BUNNIES!<br />
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I love it more now than how I bought it, originally. I even rounded out the bottoms so give it a little more quirk. So here's to you, sweatshirts! Thank you for making our lives easy and the DIY possibilities endless!sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-71592297550438145502011-06-09T21:39:00.000-07:002011-06-09T21:39:07.242-07:00What's in My Jewelry Box<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ3MIXvfcJ4/TfGcEg_lJYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tu3rU38HVXg/s1600/110609_008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ3MIXvfcJ4/TfGcEg_lJYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/tu3rU38HVXg/s400/110609_008.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>So, generally, I'm pretty picky when it comes to jewelry. I'm not into diamonds or bling much, and for awhile whenever I hit up my local F21, all I kept seeing as a lot of EXCESS stuff. Do you guys know what I mean? Just like, a lot, piled on, that it sort of became this irrelevant, artless hoarding of all the random stuff you could possibly put on a necklace. I imagine it's like fishing, and then pulling up your net to see all of this seaweed and trash and some fish. That is how I imagine how they brainstormed those necklaces.<br />
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Anyway, so this is what I have, necklace-wise. They're pretty minimalist, for the most part. For the bone/horn necklace (H&M), I just added on an extra tassel I had lying around for some extra pizzazz, and the crystal necklace lying to the right of it is DIY (I am so proud of that thing, it's crazy), made from a gnarly little rock I found in a little beachfront boutique in Maine and some copper wire. <br />
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I am really keen on the idea of having a few go-to necklace chains and then having a bunch of pendants you can switch out whenever you feel like it. Thus, the extra pendants I have lying around. Some are made -- like the blue button + feather pendant, which I made from -- you guessed it -- a button and a feather, just bound together with some hot glue and a wire, as well as the red fan, which is a bead I just twisted some wire into. The scissor pendant is a button from the local fabric store, and the dream catcher is from an old key chain of my grandmother's.<br />
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Which brings me to my next point: pliers. Pliers! Such a great tool to have, seriously, to have in your personal DIY kit, along with a hot glue gun (and some bullets, of course), super glue, fabric glue, fabric chalk/pencils, and needle + thread. With those items you can never go wrong.sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-37089167739404478682011-03-21T20:11:00.000-07:002011-03-21T20:12:42.964-07:00stone cold foxI am a sucker for forest animals on clothes, and ever since Alexa Chung popped up in this rad fox jumpsuit, I have had a little bit of a fox fever!<br />
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Although I am not entirely fox-less:<br />
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A pair of tres mignon fox earrings from claire's! I can't believe it either. I was walking by their window on the way to work, I saw these beauties, and rushed out 2 minutes later with these in my purse. Bought, of course. Not shoplifted. The last time I shoplifted was when I was 4, and it was a little teacup sharpener, and I wasn't very sly about it and got caught later on at home. The shame was enough to carry me through, 16 years later, without another shoplifting incident.<br />
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I also have a fox ring from H&M that came in a set of woodland creature rings (forgive the lousy pic quality):<br />
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And in keeping with the fox theme, here's one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite bands, Fleet Foxes (who I am going to see in May, by the way!):<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><object height="81" width="100%"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F1366184"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed allowscriptaccess="always" height="81" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F1366184" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%"></embed> </object> <a href="http://soundcloud.com/subpop/fleet-foxes-white-winter-hymnal-1">Fleet Foxes - White Winter Hymnal</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/subpop">subpop</a>sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-64270805611380250832011-03-21T15:37:00.000-07:002011-03-21T15:47:47.913-07:00banging it outI just recently saw Never Let Me Go with Cary Mulligan, Keira Knightley and Andrew Garfield, and it is hands down one of the most haunting and heartachingly beautiful movies I've ever seen. I also began a love affair with Keira Knightley's bangs. I would give up my firstborn child to be able to pull it off like she does! Just kidding. Or am I?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shesaid.com/img/article/normal/4NKSFJ2W.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.shesaid.com/img/article/normal/4NKSFJ2W.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.britscene.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/British-Movie-Never-Let-Me-Go1-e1284231535331.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.britscene.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/British-Movie-Never-Let-Me-Go1-e1284231535331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.boston.com/resize/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2010/09/23/1285262809_5521/539w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 539px; height: 468px;" src="http://cache.boston.com/resize/bonzai-fba/Globe_Photo/2010/09/23/1285262809_5521/539w.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.awardsdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/never-let-me-go.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 319px;" src="http://www.awardsdaily.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/never-let-me-go.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-15024060362570737852011-03-21T13:39:00.000-07:002011-03-21T13:45:34.680-07:00lingering<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_0-KX5TTE0/TYe37XZa9rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WvihxYOYbHI/s1600/100_1237.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_0-KX5TTE0/TYe37XZa9rI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WvihxYOYbHI/s400/100_1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586636093297194674" border="0" /></a>I have a big obsession with bowties at the moment, so I've been making a few (which is relatively easy, actually!). This I made from some tan felt at the fabric store. Just snip out the shape, tie a knot, insert a safety pin in the knot, and voila! Ready to wear with a cute collar. It seriously takes about 10 minutes to make, tops.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DthhTVbR5c/TYe4afnrZKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qS6vrn95Qvk/s1600/100_1242.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0DthhTVbR5c/TYe4afnrZKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qS6vrn95Qvk/s400/100_1242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586636628080420002" border="0" /></a>Here's my slobalicious wardrobe. I realized today, as I was tidying up my things in my room, that I can no longer fit anything else in there, which obviously means I need to sort, cull, and donate. This is hard for a pack-rat like me, but it has to be done -- especially since I'll be moving in the fall and there is no way in hell I can take everything with me.sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-62600431541961296972011-03-21T09:08:00.001-07:002011-03-21T09:19:38.218-07:00(Hooker with) a heart of goldThis morning, as I was eating breakfast, I rewatched my mom's DVD of Pretty Woman.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ck4lnwlslmA/TYd5FK9RC2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/KhH_ossqrf8/s1600/withkit.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ck4lnwlslmA/TYd5FK9RC2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/KhH_ossqrf8/s400/withkit.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566992524020578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0_IBjnNCXM/TYd5E9gMRZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/J6GL97NMhGE/s1600/lav.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q0_IBjnNCXM/TYd5E9gMRZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/J6GL97NMhGE/s400/lav.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566988912412050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Probably my most favorite outfit of Julia's in this film: the lavender dress at the Blue Banana.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNi5pn1wm04/TYd5FJrMPlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vdjnP7XLAhI/s1600/therapy.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNi5pn1wm04/TYd5FJrMPlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/vdjnP7XLAhI/s400/therapy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566992179773010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1iqjHzrypw/TYd4X6CJfxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VFJwXzF4nrA/s1600/horses.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1iqjHzrypw/TYd4X6CJfxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VFJwXzF4nrA/s400/horses.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566214886981394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVM-og_qfrs/TYd4YX-qdNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/X0Gd8zuApCQ/s1600/stores.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVM-og_qfrs/TYd4YX-qdNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/X0Gd8zuApCQ/s400/stores.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566222925427922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlFeuuRjzQM/TYd4X_fYq9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pYjS4etc3qQ/s1600/gere.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AlFeuuRjzQM/TYd4X_fYq9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/pYjS4etc3qQ/s400/gere.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566216351787986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">How much was young Richard Gere a total fox?<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yE93Emy6kI/TYd4Xtl73pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a2-zGt9WfbM/s1600/polkadot.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7yE93Emy6kI/TYd4Xtl73pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a2-zGt9WfbM/s400/polkadot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566211547422354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GIMFWqWQE8k/TYd4XXkRaiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/reGPsv10H74/s1600/prettywoman.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GIMFWqWQE8k/TYd4XXkRaiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/reGPsv10H74/s400/prettywoman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586566205634865698" border="0" /></a><br />The Stunner: black lace cocktail dress.<br /><br />And of course, you can't have a Pretty Woman post without its signature love soundtrack:<br /><br /><object width="100%" height="81"> <param name="movie" value="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F3305891"> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"> <embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://player.soundcloud.com/player.swf?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F3305891" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="100%" height="81"></embed> </object> <span><a href="http://soundcloud.com/chrismixmasterfletcher/the-movie-mastermix-pretty-woman">The Movie Mastermix - Pretty Woman</a> by <a href="http://soundcloud.com/chrismixmasterfletcher">Chris'Mastermix'Fletcher</a></span>sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-32962463488823793002011-03-20T23:25:00.001-07:002011-03-20T23:30:17.739-07:00Some doodlesA few of my recent doodles:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Bbqr_M2VE/TYbv_oUW7VI/AAAAAAAAADw/cQF5O23yjS8/s1600/sisters3003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5Bbqr_M2VE/TYbv_oUW7VI/AAAAAAAAADw/cQF5O23yjS8/s400/sisters3003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586416264233282898" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A watercolor portrait I did of me (right) and my sis<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ua0fHvxJQAI/TYbv_dyzHcI/AAAAAAAAADo/aei12teyWfM/s1600/lotsofhair009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ua0fHvxJQAI/TYbv_dyzHcI/AAAAAAAAADo/aei12teyWfM/s400/lotsofhair009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586416261408169410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsNAnTfnO1E/TYbv_Id-UwI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ei2oh2TKz60/s1600/girlchair008_color.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsNAnTfnO1E/TYbv_Id-UwI/AAAAAAAAADg/Ei2oh2TKz60/s400/girlchair008_color.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586416255683678978" border="0" /></a><br />Feel free to check out my <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/basicaquatics/sets/">flickr</a>!sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-56696448419477569662011-03-20T23:05:00.001-07:002011-03-20T23:19:15.149-07:00Not-so-teeny bikiniI'm ready for you, summer!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nje7_oGX8J0/TYbqw3S2wLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WQCYPyjMLms/s1600/100_1234.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nje7_oGX8J0/TYbqw3S2wLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WQCYPyjMLms/s400/100_1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586410512997335218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Retro bikini top with underwire</span> (target.com, $14) - underwire a must for us poor females not so endowed!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">High-waisted black swim-bottoms</span> (O'Neill, ON SALE $10) - which I am totally in love with. Totally completes the entire vintage look I was going for, and a complete plus: it makes me look like I actually have an ass!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rIQHii4jUKU/TYbtE4kC40I/AAAAAAAAADY/-cYYjNsiRyc/s1600/100_1228.JPG"><br /></a>sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-80139069507418276422011-03-20T21:16:00.000-07:002011-03-20T21:25:07.372-07:00the blues<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://streetpeeper.com/fashion/blue-garage-door-paris"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jVMaFr5pONU/TYbR9XIKDYI/AAAAAAAAADI/rcmvgEdWlEk/s400/streetpeeper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586383239910133122" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FVJKe8HDYIM/TYbR0MyH4zI/AAAAAAAAADA/HyXLGtBsXe8/s1600/streetpeeper.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></a>how great is her outfit? I love it all. I even wish her coat was opened up a little more, just so we could see a teensy bit more of her colorful button down underneath. Also, how great is the fact that her outfit underneath is so springy -- underneath a gray winter coat?sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-66112565692303046512011-03-20T19:11:00.000-07:002011-03-20T19:27:22.576-07:00Peep-toe boots: identity crisisLet's talk about the raging fashion trend right now of peep-toe boots:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NroFlCM9AGg/TYa0HE7facI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tpmvK3iBH_A/s1600/peeptoes_280408.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NroFlCM9AGg/TYa0HE7facI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tpmvK3iBH_A/s320/peeptoes_280408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586350421475027394" border="0" /></a><br />I, quite frankly, am not a fan. I am a critical-thinker fashion-lover, and these don't make sense to me. I don't even think peep-toe boots make sense to themselves. I was shopping with my cousin the other day and she purchased a pair of suede gray-lavender peeptoe booties and I told her, "Doesn't it seem like it's sending you mixed messages? Like, 'My toes are hot, but the rest of my foot is really cold.'"<br /><br />It is very unpractical. I think about wearing these boots in the rain and I instantly hate it. But I bet the people in total celebration over these babies are toe fetishers. Don't scoff. i know a few. So right now I'd love to ask: what are some fashion trends that you despise and/or think are just really illogical? Leggings? 1 inch heels?<br /><br />At work my coworker is about 5'9'' (I am at an average 5'4'', which I hate) and she was venting to me about heel heights. She wears nothing less than 3 inch heels. She finds anything lower than 3 inches is a waste and says you might as well wear no heels at all. I told her that I rarely wear anything above 1 inch or 2 inch heels (which isn't very fashionable, I know) and she looked at me like I was crazy. She wouldn't think I was crazy if she saw me walking in heels higher than 2 inches. In fact she would probably PAY ME not to wear anything higher than 2 inches ever again after seeing what a public hazard I would be.sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-160177362266265886.post-81390682605045475002011-03-20T18:44:00.000-07:002011-03-21T13:56:03.106-07:00FirstyHere is the dreaded intro post in which I will do everything I can to resist making it seem like I am a way less awkward person than I truly am. But the most important first thing you guys need to know about me is this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh9h7tS7ol1qdbq3ko1_500.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 485px; height: 322px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh9h7tS7ol1qdbq3ko1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>But I bet you guys are, too. I mean, why else would you be here?<br /><br />Also, I'm writing this into post while I desperately need to be getting to my French 102 assignments for class. So that should tell you a little something about my priorities. Secondly: I don't have a real packed-in focus for this blog. It'll convey the things I love: quirky fashion, art, an outlet for my own art, music, and etc. Hopefully that will jive well! I've had numerous experiences with blogs, and while some definitely stuck with me, some definitely didn't.<br /><br />Now about me: I am a 20-year-old college student, currently rezing in San Diego, CA. I'm aiming to be an English major with an emphasis in creative writing in hopes of being a gnarly author. In my spare time I love to indulge my guilty pleasures of reading YA books, watching TV + movies, listening to music, blah blah blah, thrifting, and doodling. Like this:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxSEBbq0SD4/TYavtzZaNbI/AAAAAAAAACw/8Y7vbMZsTeE/s1600/face007chks.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uxSEBbq0SD4/TYavtzZaNbI/AAAAAAAAACw/8Y7vbMZsTeE/s320/face007chks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586345589225436594" border="0" /></a><br />So expect to see more of those! A bientot!sacrebleuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18010804439780841065noreply@blogger.com2