Friday, March 30, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Wearing a "Coco-approved" little black dress is too obvious. Pumps, pearls, a loose cardigan... classic, but so predictable it's boring. As a woman who's been on her fair share of dates (lies, I have never been on a single date in my entire life, though I had a boyfriend once in eighth grade) I can testify that it often feels as though there's a behavior protocol and uniform for fulfilling the role of someone who's been asked out. So I challenge you people to make yourself aware of those arbitrary obligations (like wearing something timeless and fancy), break 'em, and leave a bravely unconventional first impression on your casanova. I'd probably wear an outfit like this one to dinner and a movie. Fortunately, that opportunity will never surface so I don't actually have to worry about the pressure of choosing something fitting. Lucky me! I wouldn't feel like myself without something prickly and intimidating like a spiked collar on. The beanie represents my grungy carelessness and the shoes suggest that I WILL kick your ass if you double-cross me so you better play your cards right and buy my popcorn, buddy. Maybe my aggressive attitude is the reason boys keep their distance. YOUR LOSS, GUYS. I'm an amazing kisser! Ask any dog in a 50 mile radius. :-)
Me and my friend had a conversation about hating exposed zippers a few months ago while we were at the mall (no surprise, everything sucks at the mall even if the concept is genius.) I've since chosen this dress as the exception to our zipper rule. It's functional (can't slip into the dress without it) and gives the dress a distinctly punk element. In sum, it's a cool departure from the rest of the dress's features: feminine sleeves, a seductive neckline, modern body-hugging fit. Which unite to create a powerforce of hardcore hotness. Hot? Hot. Me. Hot. It's weird. I'm still getting used to it.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
I can't even begin to express how pissed off I am that I discovered this floppy hat and jean jacket combo. Because now I pair them in EVERY outfit, which means everything I wear looks exactly the same (my worst nightmare.) I've been trying to jazz up the floppy hat with fun accents every now and then to keep things fresh -- a black and gold chain, a fuschia scarf, a leopard sash. I might have even been successful at giving it a temporary punk makeover... you'll see. Maybe. For now, I'm wearing it in it's natural element. You're probably going crazy over my super high-end designer boots. "Alexander Wang?" you ask. "Those must have cost a fortune." Oh yeah, a real wallet-wrencher. Eight bucks. Whew, I packed lunch for a month! Really had to break open the piggy bank for these bad boys but it was worth it in the end. I mean, what would YOU do for a pair of vintage Skechers? Oh yeah? That's pretty intense. But I feel you.
FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Floppy hat - August, Macy's
Jean jacket - Levi's
Denim Haze Romper- SUGARLIPS, http://www.sugarlipsapparel.com/featured/sugar-du-jour/stp5140.html
Belt - Vintage
To give you a guys a really good idea of how Springy it is in Vegas, here's a 5-day weather report from my zip code. Helloooo romper season! Celebrating the amazing tan I'm about to get with this fantabulous blue playsuit from one of my fave retailers, Sugarlips Apparel. I might be a sucker for weird things (I shop at Party City for closet staples, not costumes) but I still appreciate the need for practical garments accessible to fashionistas of all body shapes and wallet sizes. So I'm recommending that you check out the Sugar Du Jour line, where I picked out my baby blue baddie. The model on the site wears hers with the bow tied in front, but I wanted to add my own belt so I pulled the sash back! I think this one-piece is the first blue garment I can actually see myself wearing over and over again. Why am I so anti-blue?? I think it has something to do with four of the girls from my private-school class in elementary schooling saying their favorite color was blue. Hence, it wasn't my favorite color. It was too typical. Bebe Zeva: an annoying and indignant 8 year old. So... past self... what do you think of my outfit??
Everything is infinite,
Monday, March 19, 2012
T-shirt - GLAMOUR KILLS, www.glamourkills.com