Victorian Sequins.

You might be thinking, " I cant wear that in public, I'm not Kevin Barnes!" It's not as bad as it looks(it doesn't look bad to begin with) We would all give a lolly-pop to have the freedom to embrace a striking and majestic statement like the sequined shirts shown above. Don't worry about getting stares and confused glances. Chances are they're just trying to figure out the mysterious enigma that surrounds you fashion persona. I got these little gems at none other that the brilliant new thrift shop called, "SUPER THRIFT" and indeed it is in fact Super Super! The black sequined blouse resembles some ancient jazz baby come back to haunt the fashion of the future. It can be worm with nice black skinny slacks for an edgy sophisticated look or with light wash cutoff denims for that "devil may care, I can wear a fancy vintage eye catching blouse with my simple shorts" statement. The Pink blouse takes a little more inner "oomph." It's most likely because the color is pink which could, if you were equipped with a platinum wig, give off a Disney child star vibe. But worn under a structured blazer or over an airy skirt releases a lady-like, breathe of sweet June, vibe. Go For the gold!

Beatrice basically bobbed her hair.

last night I got an itching impulse. It was not the kind of impulse you could throw off like a jacket in December, no it was an impulse I was eventually going to follow. I was bored, it was that time of night when you have finished all your home-work, read your books, ate your dinner and laid on the couch. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror, put my hair in two pigtails and....Chop! It was over like a flash of light, my hair lay in two swirling ropes on the dirty floor. I had been sheared. My mother of course had to actually trim me up, get the lines etc... and it's still not finished. Stage one.

Composition.

Bold and Bright T-shirts

Bold, bright and becoming nautically inspired t-shirts give a little sea breeze to your harrowing winter. With colors liable to turn the heads of sailors and seals and patterns brilliant enough to cause a mathematician hours of care full calculation. Make an impact.

If you're a bird i'm a bird.

The roar of the night and the dusting of cold stars made me feel. The smoke red pop of a dozen firecrackers ignited sentiment in my heart. The Field, all freshly cut and smelling of sweat and winter and fire. Those images, those memories were the propelling inspiration behind this post. I wanted to wear something that was simple and old like a 1940's school girl. I think the starched whiteness of the collar gives a hint of attitude to the somewhat simplistic navy dress. The gold buttons and crackling navy belt accentuate the flattering and graceful lines of the garment. I found the silver shoes for a dollar fifty at the "Friends of strays" thrift shoppe. The shoes are the unexpected shimmer, the surprising contrast, the key to any well developed look.

Giraffe in snow-boots.

Sometimes you have to rely on a giraffe filled with whipped cream and other times you have to rely on green snow boots(both equally unreliable) I'm wearing a gray flannel dress paired with this gray and black knit poncho. It is, upon first glance, a traditional color pallet with no real intrigue or drama. Just take a gander at those snow boots, that will give you enough stamina to defeat a snow monster. My sister got them at a thrift store for six bucks. The green and purple color scheme is really fantastic, very mid-8o's.

Skinny Love.

Just picture what your curly headed mother would be wearing on Easter Sunday 1996 and you will probably conjure up an outfit extremely similar this floral dress. The dress is cut in that awkward mid-calf length style and screams "window drapery" pattern. No, my frame is not that angular, its just the shoulder pads. Aside from all dresses' tragedies, there is something almost magnetic about the fabric. Maybe i do only like it for its nostalgic quality. The pattern spans from neck to calf with no break in its rhythem, the belt even shares in the intensity of the motif. Something your mother most likely wasn't wearing on Easter morning 1996 were these leather ankle moccasins(unless she got Easter confused with thanksgiving, it happens)they just drip whimsy and edge and are not only undeniably hip but undoubtedly comfortable.