2018 and Unspoken Promises. | Outfit Post

I found myself walking around the Oscar de La Renta exhibition at the Museum of Fine Arts the day before NYE and staring at the most amazing woven tapestry style coat and while I kept strolling, I began to reflect on the past year. It’s weird because I saw this bizarre trend on Instagram where people were turning their stories into these extended summaries of their year, where they posted a snap of each month (which sidenote – who on earth has the time to save all those photographs for a year, then remembers to go back and retrieves them, puts them in an orderly fashion, complete with captions, filters, hashtags – I digress – so I’ll just continue going through them like the nosy person I am) mentioning the memorable moments. Many people posted their personal achievements and stuff they did, and to be honest, it made me feel like a voyeur witnessing shameless bragging.

I was really saddened when I began to feel very unaccomplished and small … don’t you feel small and overwhelmed when you sit on social media for too long? … oh … okay, just me then…聽Anyway, I tend to get really anxious when I see what people are doing, which more power to them, that is great – but I got sucked into the byproduct of the annoying mosh pit of judgement and jealousy and comparison that appears in the center of all the people who simply came to praise themselves.

But doesn’t that also sound really pompous? Well, on one hand, it is great to feel acknowledgement when you publish a photo on Instagram documenting your weightless journey, or a photo celebrating your anniversary. But on the other hand, with the mosh pit I just mentioned, it really sucks to feel like you aren’t at the same level that everyone else seems to be at, and it seems insensitive and almost offensive (from this bitter and jaded perspective) to receive notifications of people saying “yay me, look at what I did this year, clap for me!”

All bitterness aside, these ideas and feelings flashed through my mind at a mile a minute as I also tried to calculate the price of this tapestry coat (roughly ten thousand dollars if it’s OdLR couture, so not accessible to me in this lifetime) and I came to what I think is the most mature and grown up solution to this self imagined situation.

Quick disclaimer* I hate聽strongly dislike resolutions as they feel forced and fake to me, and 9 times out of 10 they are not carried out. Something about this tapestry coat spoke to me though. So I made a mental note that I guess qualifies as a resolution because it was within a 24 hour parameter of the end of the year…bleh to

1) stop being so negative because it most likely sending out negative vibes and bringing me down

2) stop simply saying that I will stop comparing myself to other people and just do it already

3) stop using social media so much since I clearly have once again developed a dependence on social media and the need to feel validated/acknowledged in order to see myself as someone worthwhile

 

After coming up with this list I smiled to myself, finally prepared for the new year and finally feeling fulfilled. Okay so moral of the story: I reached my own fulfillment on my own, and I no longer feel jealous of the “new year, new me, new goals” overload that I was bombarded with online****.

ANYWAY, here are some snazzy pictures that my fantastic friend Roya聽took of me three weeks ago that have NOTHING to do with this post, but made me happy, and on that very weak segue let’s move on.

 

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Bet you thought it was too cold for a skirt. Fashion > practicality.聽
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Constance Billard School for Girls uniforms meet Braids and … Boots?
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I LOVE having my blue phone make an unwanted cameo in my pocket. Said no one ever.聽
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I should make this a postcard or something, I really love this look, and this is coming from a recovering skirt hater.聽

Outfit details:

Vegan moto jacket/ AE (really old) 聽// 聽Turtleneck/Join Life by Zara (sustainably sourced line by Zara) 聽// 聽Skirt/Primark (5 years old) 聽// 聽 Boots/ Ivanka Trump

I bought those Ivanka Trump boots in 2014, when supporting the Trump family did not make me gag, nor did it mean anything yet compared to today’s American society. I also cannot just get rid of them, since that would go against my ethical fashion beliefs and they are vegan suede and I really like them and I am getting good wear out of them. That is all I have to say.聽

 

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**** PS. I still have tabs open with Google results for “internet detoxing” and “how to get off the grid like Ron Swanson”

 

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I wish you guys positivity and light this year!

Bisous

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Downtown Austin | Collab with Harley Eldridge

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Hi everyone! I told you I’d be back.

Yesterday morning I shot in downtown Austin, and here are the shots. I figured I would say something beforehand, but the photos really speak for themselves. I wanted a clean, urban shoot that I could pair with my sometimes-too-serious-for-class outfits, and this was the best opportunity to be polished and pretentious with my huge sunglasses. But ethics ethics ethics are the way to do style, so I can walk you through that.

The trench coat — Express, but old, and I plan on wearing it FOREVER because it makes me feel like a major boss lady. I wore it open and felt the cold air hit that one strip of stomach/chest/neck that was left exposed to the elements. Do I regret leaving it open? Not at all. Did it for the gram. Fashion is pain.***

The turtleneck — Join Life by Zara, the attempt at an ethical line that I supported in the hope that Zara sees that people care about sustainable clothing that has safe dyes and is kinder to the planet. It is a lot thinner than it looks, which I love for layering, but do not recommend if you live in a colder place.

The PANTS (clearly my favorite part) — H&M and super duper old. Vegan leather (of course) and high waisted. Very snazzy if you ask me. 聽I need to get them altered, but I also strangely like the extreme wrinkle action around my ankles.

The flats — Nannette Lepore flats with little bows on the back that make me feel like Carine Roitfeld, or chez Dior circa Raf Simons.

Backpack — boutique somewhere in NYC area. Sorry that was vague. I forgot and it has no tags. BUT it is vegan leather also.

Clearly my soul is dead since I am sporting a head to toe heart of darkness black look, but I enjoy that. And now for the pictures that were all taken by the fantastic photographer Harley Eldridge聽(so all photo credits go to him)!!! We talked over our vision and met up and made it happen in less than two hours. Here is what you came for, with some light hearted commentary by moi.

 

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My hand was freezing and I actually could not move my fingers that much. That chic pensive expression is actually me feeling really disturbed about my corpse hand.

 

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When someone asks me a dumb question and I put on glasses to hide my expression. 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 聽 AND in case you saw them, let’s dedicate a moment to these vintage 1970s sunglasses — my new child. They make me feel like Cher. Why would’t I want to look like a chic bug-eyed human?

 

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Still totally into the wrinkles around my ankles. I love it love it love it. Also note the perfect isosceles triangles that are my feet.

 

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Laughing at my own jokes because I can be hilarious sometimes. But is it a fake laugh, or not? We may never know.

 

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La Penseuse si elle avait 茅t茅 une femme // The Thinker if she had been a woman.

 

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And that concludes my captions, since these photos are too good for me to continue interrupting them.

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Total profile picture status. Okay I’m done *zips lips shut*

 

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This was an amazing post to prepare for, and it really has challenged me to want next level photography all the time. Hopefully the blog continues on this roller coaster that only goes up.

If you are in the Austin area and want next level, editorial style photos, you can find Harley here, and here.

脌 la prochaine!

bisous

A Sweaty Fourth. | Outfit Post

Hey hi hello.

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.

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Top / H&M 聽// Shorts / Gap (literally from 2000 – something holy shiiiiiiiz) // Sandals / Adrianna Vittadini // Bag / Fossil // Sunglasses / 70’s vintage聽

 

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My mouth is slightly agape here. You think I’m trying to pout like Keira Knightley or something…..and what’s sad is that I am actually panting. At least this photo doesn’t include the strange panting noises I’m sure I must have made at some point.聽

 

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Fun fact: there was a group of little asian ladies who walked up to the gap between the bushes, took one look at me and my brother’s camera, and backed out of the shot, and they whispered a bit nearby (I had to stifle the awkward laughs for this photo).

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 — 聽that was me modestly saying that I loved it.

Thanks for reading!!!

Uniform, Variation 1.

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. 馃榾

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.聽

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Top / HM || 聽Trouser-leggings / Zara 聽|| 聽Shoes / Call it Spring

 

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The “look at my feet” shot that actually is pretty uncomfortable聽

 

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I was actually walking, but I made the mistake of talking, hence the weird facial expression聽
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* nod of acknowledgement to the high waistedness of the pants *

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.

Thanks for reading!

“2017!” and Other Things

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I spent a quaint evening with my family, 聽mostly聽frolicking with聽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.

Outfit details: Dress//F21 / 聽Tights//vintage (thanks mom) / Booties//Aldo

Disclaimer**

None of what I wore was ‘current’. Isn’t that weird? This is where I will get all corny and reflect on unremarkable聽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聽force shove聽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聽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.

  1. Obviously to get good grades in college, because law school, and law school… and law school.
  2. Try to focus on writing more
  3. Work on cooking skills
  4. 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! 聽**sips water, thinks again, gulps down a cup of water**

 

The True Cost.

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聽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? 聽= heck yeah.

 

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The lighting in this picture was hilarious.

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.

xoxo

Whimsical.

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Outfit Details:

top/ Zara // shorts/ H&M // sandals/ Nine West // earrings/gift

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This week, my kombucha made a cameo appearance. I wish I was a more popular blogger so I could claim some sort of commission on kombucha sales, but alas, I’m not.聽

Hello everyone! Yes, we are back at it again with the brick wall. If you are an avid blog follower such as myself, you’ve probably noticed that some bloggers refer to their site and themselves as ‘we’ instead of ‘me’ or ‘I’. I don’t know if its done to make the reader feel as if they are an organization or some more elaborate event every time they post, but its always funny to me, especially when the blog is clearly run by one person alone.

Anyway, today I was feeling the long sleeves, and THEN I realized how hot it was outside and realized what a huge mistake I had made wearing this particular top-

Yeah wait, actually I don’t regret it. I went grocery shopping and I needed those sleeves to combat the annoying goosebumps I get in the freezer section.

Sometimes I prefer pulling out things to wear that aren’t necessarily in style at the moment or go with another season.

Today’s look is brought to you by a mix of desperation to wear something that wasn’t open in the sides or was a boring t-shirt to deal with the heat, and a bit of “Well, this looks relatively unwrinkled and hasn’t been worn in so long that it looks lonely” – now seeing these pictures I am intrigued to see what else I can come up with since the hottest part of the summer is yet to come!

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This picture was taken a second after the last one in a rapid fire procession by my brother, so that’s why I have the same eyebrow raised. I feel the need to explain why I have my eyebrows raised all the time. I’m not always in a current state of surprise.聽

Also, yes- I DID cut my hair recently. Those dead ends had to disappear somehow. I forgot how it feels to have a light ponytail again, and what it was like to not stretch out hair bands whenever I made a bun.

I’ll be back soon! Thanks for reading!

xoxo