Thursday, November 21, 2013

About Face

hat, Goorin Bros / coat, vintage Pendleton / silk blouse, vintage / cardigan, vintage / pants, AA / shoes, Loeffler Randall / purse, vintage

So you may have noticed that in one of the above photos I'm not wearing my glasses. That's not because I don't actually need them (my vision is about on par with an amphibious cave dweller), but because I actually wore eye makeup and I wanted you to see it. Yes, that tiny thin line of eyeliner is what I consider "done up," though it's now apparent to me that you can't really notice it unless you stand 10 inches from my face, which is, not so coincidentally, the distance between myself and the mirror as I put it on. I'd like to get better at this whole makeup/hair/looking-like-I-give-a-shit thing, but it's hard when you're a nerdy tomboy and have very little experience applying makeup that isn't designed to make you look like a zombie. I guess until fake infected wounds hit the runway I'll just have to keep practicing my cat eye.  

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Moss On The Rocks

hat, vintage Ralph Lauren / sunglasses, Anthro / car coat, vintage Pendleton / denim shirt, thrifted / trousers, vintage Bill Blass / boots, vintage Eddie Bauer

Oops! Sorry for the accidental radio silence. Guess I've been busy lately preparing for the holidays. I mean, my winter weight is not going to pack itself on and who else is going to knit everyone socks again if I don't? Right, exactly. Super busy. Anyhow, I've really only been wearing my Bruce Springsteen t-shirt and this coat anyway, so you haven't missed much. I found this coat on a recent trip back to my hometown while wandering the aisles of the local antique mall with my mom. I normally opt for a longer coat since Chicago is colder than a witch's tit (sorry, I saw the opportunity to slip in some hillbilly jargon and had to take it), but I fell in love with this coat's warmth, mossy green color, and minimal silhouette. And since I couldn't afford the $600 antique kerosene chicken incubator I wanted and the $1,500 dollars a month I'd need for an apartment large enough to house it, I settled for a wonderful coat I'll wear for the rest of my life, and then be buried in. Just kidding, I'm going to be cremated then have a sky writer spell obscenities in the sky with my ashes.