I did a photoshoot recently as a favor to a friend of a friend, a photographer named Jig Jitsu Paca. He asked me to do some pictures for his portfolio, not as a paid gig, but I could have some of the pictures on return. It was a cool experience! I think he is adept at creating dynamic compositions. Here are some of his works. Also check him out on Facebook of you like his stuff and want to support.
Happy Independence day! A little late, I know, but I was busy watching contraband fireworks, setting off Mentos bombs, singing patriotic songs, eating apple pie...all that jazz. (yes I seriously just used that phrase) We aren't supposed to set off fireworks because we live in a dry, fire-hazard zone, but how can you have Fourth of July without fireworks? Every year some killjoy down the street calls the fire department on us, but not this year! What luck.
Can you guess who I am?
Good ol'Rosie the Riveter.
I didn't plan this out, but I happened to be wearing my Grandma's old work-man-like shirt and I thought I looked like Rosie. Wearing my dad's handkerchief, I know it's blue and not red...
God Bless America
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My good friend bought me tickets to see the Bolshoi Ballet's production of Swan Lake for my birthday earlier this month...and I got super dressed up. Firstly because I will use any excuse to wear a dress, and secondly because my mom had bought this Betsy Johnson dress for me at Buffalo Exchange (you know, recycled stuff) last summer for INSANELY cheap, thinking that I could wear it to winter formal or prom. But I decided not to go to any of the school dances, so I needed an occasion to wear this gorgeous cupcake thing.
This is me and my sister at the ballet.
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Vintage is stiff and hard to wear. But sometimes it's worth it right? I felt like a sailor in these pants because, although my camera-phone photos don't reveal it, these pants are blue and white striped and are super nautical up close. But then I realized that sailors don't wear ruffly crop tops and suede jackets....This jacket is actually real suede that I inherited from my grandmother. Although I can't lift my arms in it, I like the shape it gives to the shoulders, and how it fits with the ruffles. Sometimes masculine-inspired pieces are the most luxuriously feminine.
This is definitely a contrast to the shorts and T-shirt I have been living in for the past week. These are all of my grandma's old clothes, but the shoes are Steve Madden moccasins that I got at Nordstrom Rack. Thrifty thrifty thrifty........
It's the black lips shirt again, but now with these absurdly bright pants. I read somewhere that harem pants fall under the category of "worst trends ever"...But they are awesome, so whatever. Harem pants might not create the most flattering line, but they exude effortlessness and exotica. I don't think they actually wear things like this in the Arabian Peninsula, but that "Arabian" is the word that cam to mind when
I saw them. I wasn't going for bumblebee when I put this outfit together, but alas that is where I ended up. Just because of the style and texture of the fabric, I was actually was thinking along the lines of early-20th-century-aristocracy-inspired-by-the-orient. You know, those rich British girls who bought kimonos and Indian headscarves from the East India Trading Company. Imperial Age. Very romantic.
Sometimes something's so wrong it's right. I think that this faux-fur cheetah print mini-jacket falls in the category of way-over-the-top-but-still-classy. Others may disagree, but I am convinced that animal prints will live forever. There is nothing that reads as more luxuriously feminine than furs (or, rather FAUX furs). In spite of the abuse cheetah print has suffered in it's journey from chic to cliche, I am still a devoted follower. In small doses and calculated accents, I like to believe that cheetah print can still be fierce.
Vintage Cheetah jacket with Urban Outfitters black/white lips shirt, orange pencil skirt, my favorite olive wedges(I forget the maker)
My friend hosted a tea party. (Isn't that adorable?) I was itching for an occasion to wear this obscenely puffy dress, and here was the perfect opportunity. It was very Alice in Wonderland, but with notes of 50s partygirl. Like in Back to the Future when they go to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance.
Like these lovely ladies.
Super feminine, shamelessly frilly...I love this dress.
"The sun is up, the sky is new" Spring is finally here, and I wanted to celebrate the sunshine with bright colors. So, I dug through my closet for my springtime shorts. This pair is one of the many high-waisted pants I inherited from my grandma. Worn with two of my favorite Buffalo exchange vintage finds; my red posies floral sweater and fabulous fur-lined cardigan. And my thrashed old pointy toed flats, which are in too sad of shape to be photographed.
Inclusion of the "Bob the Builder" couch was not intentional.
Detail of my darling cardigan. The sweater is peeking through. I love the vibrant, watercolor look of this print; it reminds me of an impressionist painting.