Summer is breezing by, and I am unsure if I am looking forward to the school year, or just confusing those thoughts with being in the humidity too long, and it’s affecting my cognitive abilities.
On the fourth of July, I went to Bayou Bend, a renovated house and property that became a branch of the Museum of Fine Arts. There was a cheesy party for the fourth, and we went for the lemonade and the entertainment. Then we realized getting there, that the fireworks would obviously be at midnight, and we all wanted to be home way before then. So cue my family, making a fashionably late entrance, then taking a fashionably brief walk about the garden, and then making a very chic exit.
On the bright side, we enjoyed some pretty good lemonade. And I signed a declaration of independence that was bigger than one of the walls of my bedroom.
On an ethical note, my tank has been a go – to of mine for a while, I wear it quite a bit. My shorts are a hand me down AND I have worn them more than 30 times. HA. And yeah, my sandals are vegan leather so fight me.
Possibly not visible in these photos (and very lucky for me – I do NOT need you guys to see me melting into a puddle lol).
Yay summer, yay vacation, ugh no heat.
Also, I feel the need to explain my lack of posts. I recently started writing more, and embarked on a new project that I cannot talk about at the moment. It’s not a top-secret thing, but it has not fully come to fruition yet, so I don’t want to talk about it until it is for sure happening. Honestly, until I have a tangible end product, I won’t disclose it haha.
In other news, I had my second vegan anniversary yesterday! Not on the fourth, or third. Like, yesterday, July 13.
Maybe I will write a vegan post with tips and info and my experience after hitting the 2 year mark! I’m truly grateful to be able to live this lifestyle and thankful that I did make this decision. I feel happy and healthy and like I am making a positive contribution in a way. Yeah, just writing that makes me think that I will definitely be writing a post on that.
I’ll just leave these photos here for you, because I thought my ‘beat the heat’ outfit wasn’t bad at all! Okay — that was me modestly saying that I loved it.
So this is something I have thought of for weeks, so it is nothing new, and came to me after reading Man Repeller and seeing Leandra acknowledge that her uniform consists of denim hot pants, bare legs, and utility coats, and some great white t-shirt. And that got me to thinking – do I have a uniform?
Obviously as time goes on, our style develops into something that can continue to change, or become a general tendency to lean towards specific items. I feel like even though I have grown a bit more, and experimented a lot with my look, I was able to catch onto the pattern. The items I tend to reach for are tight pants, since I have accepted that wide leg pants are not petite friendly. High waisted things are a fixed item in my wardrobe, be they shorts or trousers, or even jumpsuits. Color-wise, the more neutral the items, the better. Black, grey, white, dark blues, greens, burgundies — those colors are the only ones I will look at anymore. It’s easiest when my entire wardrobe has a basic, duller color scheme, since the fabrics are what is nicest. I don’t really wear many t shirts and choose to wear blouse-y things and trousers, as I have realized that dressing down just does not exist for me. Sweats are seriously the antithesis of my existence. << I will trademark that phrase, so don’t take it. 😀
So if I had to coin a phrase to describe the style I have now, it would be
“Blair Waldorf and Serena Van der Woodsen’s lovechild with anyone from Mad Men.”
Note: when I say anyone from Mad Men, I really mean just Betty Draper or Megan Draper or Joan Harris.
I think the point of what I am trying to say here is that while trends come and go, I will probably always wear heels to inconvenient places, wear tighter high waisted pants, and hoops. And I finally am getting used to that and warming up to the idea.
It feels so odd to be saying that right now, as I scroll through my old posts and wonder where the time has gone. I feel as if I owe everyone an explanation for my absence here.
So while I know that you all are perfectly justified in being angry with me, here I go attempting an apology. Or at least presenting a solid alibi, whichever works better.
This will also probably become some sort of rant inevitably, so disclaimer – if you aren’t in for the long haul you might want to click away, haha.
First of all, I would like to point out how much work goes into each post. For a professional blogger who made this their full time job, there is a photographer required for every. Single. Shoot… And for every. Single. Post. And unfortunately, my younger brother a few months ago realized that photographing my outfits out of the “goodness of his heart” (my words, not his) was doing nothing for his wallet. To be fair, it was a crap deal we had going on, at least on his end. And I laughed it off. But then I realized I had no one to hold the camera and actually snap the photo, and then the laughing ended. So I hunted photographers, but no one was A) near enough to work with or B) was interested in working with a newer, less followed blogger. SEE everyone? THIS is why bloggers date people who are good with photography; they get free photos. Smart smart smart.
Another reason I was distanced from the blog was school. Always school. Courses got harder, my study breaks became smaller and less frequent, and thus became consumed with me slipping in clips of the show Victoria on PBS (I am a fangirl for that show I swear the costumes must be crafted out of angel hair and swan feathers or something) , or Mad Men (not surprising for me). I also became a bit of a vintage freak, stalking vintage accounts and sellers on Instagram, but never actually bidding on things due to sizing qualms.
So there are my two largest reasons. Another relevant reason was this fear that I was not living in the moment, but instead just thinking of when and what to post, and if I had enough clothing for posts. Which is not the point of ethical living — a goal I am actively pursuing. Shopping mindfully is something I try to do, and if my blog was standing in the way of that main goal, then it had to be put on hold.
BUT I won’t lie, I missed the mini platform I had to write and rant on that was in my control all the time. So here I am, again. It’s summer, and I am here, but I won’t guarantee how active I can be, since I will be a bit busy this summer (more on that another time). For now, I CAN guarantee an outfit MWAH HA HA. Someone’s brother was in a good mood and agreed to being a photographer for the day.
Downtown Houston, how I missed you. Suburbs….well, let’s just say I have a growing fiery pit of lava feeding on fervid hatred and swirling flames of discomfort and a mild allergic reaction when I think of you.
** “The Tempest” Playbill not available for sale 😀
There you go! My latest outfits are mostly in grayscale, or at least in dark colors. In lieu of prints I lean towards textures and fabrics, which are more fun anyway. I saw the Houston Ballet’s version of “The Tempest” and was entranced, and stepped out for a second to get these photos of this outfit. My top was actually fished off a rack in Zara that was covered in those pseudo Johanna Ortiz tops. Even though I feel like a human doily, I can live with that. The ruffled shoulders are actually (oh good god I’m about to say it) fun?
Last thing I will say: those shoes. They are precious, and I love anything pointy-toed. If I see a pair of black shoes that threaten to mold my feet into triangles by the end of the day and have sandpaper for soles sign me up. I will gladly break in those death traps for you. Years of practice of wearing uncomfortable shoes left me numb anywhere below my mid calf area, so these were great. I realize now sitting at home with my feet propped up that the skin has been rubbed raw in a few places but THAT IS OKAY. All is fair in love and fashion.
I spent a quaint evening with my family, mostly frolicking with sparklers, dancing about in some fabulously over the top tights (I hate the word pantyhose, fun fact – once its said, nothing else can be said to make up for it), and hogging all of the brussels sprouts.
And here is my outfit, which is probably what everyone came here for:
I am very proud to say that my outfit was very sustainable, with an old dress I managed to make new again with funky tights that reminded me of Fran Drescher as the Nanny and basic booties.
None of what I wore was ‘current’. Isn’t that weird? This is where I will get all corny and reflect on unremarkable things yet explain how they truly mean something much deeper. This year I became much more aware of my impact on the world as a consumer. I learned that having a large closet does not immediately mean being stylish. Once this was presented to me, I was finally able to see the way social media accounts force shove a specific image into the spotlight, and set it as the example to follow. That revelation led to figuring out my style and has allowed me to pare down on unnecessary shopping and the constant need to fit what others think is correct.
Now I will be very cautious with the resolutions I leave here, since I feel uneasy when something is established as important and basically etched in stone (more like etched in pixels), but I do have a few goals for this year.
Obviously to get good grades in college, because law school, and law school… and law school.
Try to focus on writing more
Work on cooking skills
Get better at yoga
Do I need to say the obvious ones- like drinking more water?
Happy New Year, and wish us all luck with our resolutions, no matter how sustainable and realistic they are! **sips water, thinks again, gulps down a cup of water**
We have a new president. *Disclaimer* I feel like social media and the press have given us enough coverage to realize we need love in the country, so lets focus on that. That’s as political as this post will get.
Hey, its almost Thanksgiving, there’s something to think about!
Let’s get tea and prepare to sit for a while. I sat down to type this and you will thus sit and read and enjoy.
I would say a separate thing I was grateful for each day I wasn’t here, but I would rather say a bunch that I felt thankful for during the past week. I was thankful for the change in the weather, my friends (I was going to say “FrAnDz”…just read it out loud like that), the school I go to, and Christmas music. No, they are not in any particular order.
The weather has made me drowsier at night, which I think is because of daylight savings, and the change of time has made it darken earlier, and now I want to cuddle in blankets earlier. This is fabulous as I have trouble sleeping. So there’s one thing to be happy about. Thanks mother nature!
Next, I want to point out that colder weather is my favorite for style. I don’t like the heat, and I feel like it kind of clashes with my personal style as my favorite thing to do is layer. For example, yesterday and today’s outfits are here for your perusal/inspiration:
I would like to also apologize for bad iPhone quality. I need to find a better camera.
At left, we have yesterday’s look. At right…I am still wearing that actually.
Since I have quit buying fast fashion, none of what I am wearing is available anymore.
BUT. New item alert. That denim jacket? Its custom. Levis. Denim. Oh snap. I have never had such a well made item like that, besides my Clarks (aka my children aka best shoes ever). I will wear the living crap out of that outerwear.
As you guys know, this started out a style blog. So I will talk about that for a second. I originally thought my style was super intense and patterned and whatnot. Colors, and prints, and psychedelic themes galore. But the passing of time has led to me realizing that I really like well made good quality basics, and then random prints scattered about my wardrobe. I’ve also come to the conclusion that I really like dark colors and basic neutrals. Nothing major or remarkable about it- just a self observation, which is always interesting to make as time goes on.
And now, the Christmas music!!! A few unsolicited recommendations that you’ll thank me for later:
Last Christmas- Wham!
A Charlie Brown Christmas / Thanksgiving soundtracks
Cold December Night- Michael Bublé
Mele Kalikimaka – Andrews Sisters and Bing Crosby
This Christmas – Christina Aguilera
Let It Snow – Aly and Aj (homage to my childhood)
Anything on the Christmas albums by She and Him
Any Christmas song by Frank Sinatra
You’re welcome!! Finals are coming and I need good vibes, and you need good vibes, so how better than to use Christmas music to share and spread the love!!
Since I have been gone a while, I’ll let you all in on what I’ve been doing. Besides eating and breathing, I’ve been really thinking about what I mentioned in one of my last post- the true cost behind fashion, and the darker side of fashion that comes with trying to be ‘on trend’ all the time. It has led me to realize that I do have my own sense of style, and that I should instead focus on learning what I actually like to wear and then buy sustainable versions of those items as I give away what I really don’t need or wear. Basically, I need to pare down my wardrobe (which is funny, since I cleared out a bunch of clothing at the beginning of the summer), and learn to not always smack my forehead on the windows of shops the moment I step in any shopping mall. I’ve actually started reciting the mantra “I don’t need it” over and over à la Rebecca Bloomwood (you’re welcome). When I’m near shoes I actually repeat it so much I might as well be humming continuously.
In all seriousness, it was only hard for the first two days. Then the withdrawal – I’m assuming that is what it was- period was over and I moved on. The only hard part is seeing other people buy random stuff they honestly don’t need. I’ve had friends who would go out of their way and buy things simply because they could, but they clearly weren’t very interested in wearing/using the item.
I guess I see that now since I realized that I was the same a few months ago. What a difference a new mentality makes!
Anyway, I have been trying to wear items in my closet multiple ways to prove to myself that they still deserve a spot in my wardrobe rotation. I like the idealistic bloggers who have capsule wardrobes, but I think I might need a while before I get there. For now, figuring out what I actually wear on a regular basis is great!
So the first item on the chopping block was this red scarf I bought a year ago online. My reasons for buying it were questionable; the scarf was red, and I wanted to wear more warm colors. Upon receiving the scarf, I opened the box and was irritated with how obnoxiously red it was. I convinced myself that it wasn’t such an eyesore and wore it out twice. Fast forward to this year and I had worn it twice. Now that I am threatening myself with throwing it out of my closet, I grabbed my basics and figured it out, putting together a seemingly basic outfit. Surprisingly, the black on black packed an awesome punch and the red looked great!
Looks like the scarf won’t be leaving this time around. But I will try to wear it again before I make my final decision(This sounds like a pathetic reality show on TLC where shopaholics/clothing hoarders say bye to their clothes ( except I have half of my original amount of clothes HA) minus the crying).
Tune in next week to see if my red scarf survives The Chopping Block…
I recently bought a dress – which sounds really boring and isn’t how I normally start conversations- but I actually felt good about it.
I’ve always been conscious of my actions and their effects on the environment, so a few years ago, I started reading up on the fashion industry and how it relates to pollution, unfair labor, and carbon emissions. I even saw the documentary that this blog post is named after. I don’t want to spoil it, but it basically points out the darker side of the fashion industry and how we as a society of consumption have turned our back on ethical practices. Exploiting workers in developing countries, using materials that include animal byproducts, and throwing away all the material that we do not use has led to a massive problem. In order to combat this, we can recycle clothes, sell them elsewhere, swap clothes, buy secondhand…etc.
I cut down my shopping by more than half, but I’ve also tried to make each purchase an investment purchase also so I wouldn’t feel as bad about my closet.
So getting to the point of this post- my dress I wore today was this awesome peace silk (a vegan silk alternative – real silk involves killing silk worms) maxi dress with awesome slits and a great cut-out back. But my favorite part of the dress was its tag! The tag says that its made of recycled man-made fabrics.
Eco-friendly AND vegan fabric + my personal style? = heck yeah.
The dress is actually a much prettier maroon shade, but the lighting made it all wonky. Also yes, I blurred the photo.
The denim jacket was with me because I went to Barnes and Noble to read as I do almost every weekend, because Barnes and Noble is to me like Tiffany’s is to Holly Golightly, and Barnes and Noble happens to maintain a welcoming temperature of 32 degrees Fahrenheit. I ended up not wearing it though because I wasn’t about to let air conditioning rain on my eco-friendly fashion parade.
Bottom line: The True Cost (I think its still on Netflix) is definitely worth a watch- and so is ethical living.