peachy queen

Can we take a moment to appreciate the color coordination happening here? See, color coordination isn't a 'thing.' It's an event, and we're watching it 'be' in these still photographs. Peach stairs, peach petal print. Ivory banister, ivory blouse. Autumnal mustard and dusty rose accenting floral details in these peony patterned leggings from Redbubble. I've decided today that I want to spend the rest of my life playing with clothes in large piles, ideally in a warehouse loft with enormous windows through which the smell of perfume and incense does not escape. Oh. How I long for a sprawling room lined with mannequins awaiting their adornment. 

For those who aren't familiar -- Redbubble is an e-commerce marketplace that offers visual artists the opportunity to sell their work either as is or on products like pillows, t-shirts, iPhone cases, mugs, and more. Peep the selection, but be warned... it's huge!!

For a more apparel-centric shopping experience, explore Lalalilo, the retailer behind this cute crochet blouse. I found a heavenly selection of beach clothes in their inventory, including this resort-style dress I'll debut later. <3 



ZeroUV sunglasses, Anthropologie scarf, Lalalilo ivory chiffon blouse, Redbubble "peony" leggings, Mulberry bag, Ralph Lauren pumps

Everything is infinite,

Bebe

b-a-n-a-n-a-s

Do you ever look through someone's tagged photos on Facebook and feel frustrated? Like, in your mind you can't reconcile how someone functions independently in society, or how they could possibly be able to get away with such a publicly reckless lifestyle while still supported by their parents? I feel like this is a crucial stage in 'becoming adult;' trying to map out the sustainability of a complete stranger's lifestyle. Part of the process is accepting that it's totally possible to 'get on in the world' without having your shit together. It seems affirming because it ensures survival despite disorder, but it's also terrifying because it ensures survival despite disorder. It is totally possible to get on in the world without having your shit together. So what if you become one of those people? How will you know your universe isn't an alienated mess if you're blissfully living in it? Acceptance of that axiom probably happens when you exit 'becoming' and actually become. You admit to the reality of imposing your own image of order and alienation onto others. And your frustration dissolves into a calm... the reliable knowingness of permanently imperfect judgment. I know what you're thinking. This shit is bananas. 



OASAP banana print dress, Rings & Tings necklace, vintage bomber jacket, Zero UV sunglasses, Romwe timberland inspired platforms

Everything is infinite,

Bebe

knit that kinda girl

Since cutting monosodium glutamate out of my diet (well, at least before bed), fewer nightmares have interrupted my precious beauty sleep. If you didn't already know -- MSG, a popular flavor enhancer used in processed foods, is an excitotoxin that overstimulates and exhausts neuron receptors in the brain. Despite my intimate knowledge of what havoc it can wreak on the life of a sensitive binge eater like me, I have yet to swear off the terrifying little devil entirely. Nontheless I knew I had to make a drastic holistic change after one particularly heinous dream slapped the fear of God into my cheeto-inhaling, monster-imbibing self. In this hell circle of my slumbering subconscious, I accidentally traded a prized pair of knit yellow shorts for a crew neck t-shirt. I don't know how it happened or what tricks Criss Mossimo Xhilaration Angel played on me to swindle me out of such a beloved garment, especially in exchange for something so average and ghastly. All I know is that I woke up in a cold sweat and immediately sorted through each and every dresser drawer to quell my nocturnal panic. So. No more "flamin hot" flavor for me. 

The good that came out of my night terror was a renewed appreciation for these shorts, which are actually one half of a sweater set from OASAP that I will debut 'in whole' eventually. It might take me a nightmare about accidentally donating the matching sweater to Goodwill before I quit taking that too for granted. ;-))) In the meantime, this Romwe knit number whets my whistle. 



Romwe sunglasses and sweater, OASAP shorts, YES "Pound" platform sandal, Rebecca Minkoff purse


Everything is infinite,

Bebe Zeva

HOLIDAY IN THE SUN

If you follow me on Twitter (so sad that this is even a CIRCUMSTANTIAL scenario - if you're reading this, that means you have an Internet connection, and if you have an Internet connection, that means you should have a Twitter, and if you have a Twitter THAT MEANS YOU SHOULD FOLLOW ME??) you ALREADY know that I'm a Mary Kate and Ashley enthusiast. I believe in everything MK and Ash represent: creating an empire out of the novelty that is your youth and selling out to the Big Boys. In my humble opinion, HOLIDAY IN THE SUN is the magnum opus of the Olsen twins' film career. We're talking about a movie that stars two babes in tinted, wire-rimmed glasses hanging out at the ATLANTIS RESORT™ for 87 minutes. Better yet, Weezer's on the soundtrack and Megan Fox plays a character named "Brianna Wallace," first class brunette bitch with a 'tude so fierce it even knocks me off my impossibly high horse. "Messages please?" she spits, with her signature sexy sass. I know she and the twins are pitted against one another as they duel it out for irresistibly surf chic JORDAN (Brianna knows what she wants and it's him,) but I'm the kind of film connoisseur who roots for every character, as long as they have an awesome sense of style. And I'll be the first to tell ya... protagonists and antagonists alike, the fashion in this tropical work of avant cinema is IMPECCABLE. So superb that I designed an outfit inspired by the VHS cover.



FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Hawaii snapback - Gift
Baroque print jacket - AKIRA
Palm tree top - BLOOD IS THE NEW BLACK
PU Leather shorts - OASAP
Heels - Missguided

Sooooo... The Baroque Jacket. The pattern is very 2012, but opulent gold motifs are still in service so definitely worth the debut. ~ Thanks SHOP AKIRA for keeping my look "a look."

The BITNB top has been waiting for a cameo since I was 19 or something... oh the distant glow of youth. Has a similar aura to the yellow > orange > brown gradient.  

Everything is infinite,

Bebe Zeva

STREET AND SOUR

This outfit might be the best representation ever of my winter 2012 look. Loose, black pants or sweats, lace-up boots, gold chains, beanie, and reflective sunglasses. I threw this on hoping I'd channel that urban street style vibe. Feels good to dress in clothes as comfortable as they are hip, especially after days of designer coats and handbags so posh-stentatious passersby assume you're a flaming bourgeois capitalist even though behind the interlocking C's is a very confused 19 year old who doesn't believe in privatization. There's a word for that life: Neiman Marxism. Anyway, so this outfit is more than an outfit for me. It's a breath of freakin' fresh air. That little "LOL" pin on my beanie is a tiny reminder not to take myself seriously every time I catch a glance of it in the reflective surface of my iTouch. Hehe LOL it's already working.



FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Beanie - H&M
Sunglasses - 80s Purple
Sleeveless blouse - ROMWE
Belt - Vintage
Pants - YES STYLE
Boots - YES STYLE
Snakeskin messenger - Marc Fisher

A few things: just because it's winter doesn't mean you need to stop hoarding sleeveless blouses. I have millions and it's A-OKAY because thankfully fashion designers make these things called "jackets" that you can layer over garments to keep yourself from freezing. I've experimented with them and can testify that they DO prevent frostbite.  Another thing: these pants. I know I've already introduced you to 'em in my Retro Luxe post, but uh, I don't think I said ENOUGH about how grossly perfect they are. Cottony, baggy, soft. They look great, feel better, and make getting dressed on lazy days infinitely EASIER. I'm almost positive that if everyone in the world bought a pair and wore them daily, we wouldn't have wars because we'd be too happy and comfortable to get mad at each other over God and country. REAL TALK.

OH YEAH, and my Marc Fisher messenger bag. It's bleepin' HUGE!!!! I can fit EVERYTHING in this giant pouch... a composition notebook, all my makeup, wallet, two Monster energy drinks, and my gym shoes. WIN WIN WIN WIN WIN. 

Other cool news: Goodnight Macaroon is offering up to 50% off all stock from now until December 9th! You'll be seeing some of their goodies on FTBH in the near future. Goodies of the futuristic floral variety. ;)
                                                                                                                                               
                               
                           


BUT WAIT I SAVED THE BEST NEWS FOR LAST... I'M COMING TO LA TODAY. In fact I'm hitting the road in a couple hours. My favorite part of the trip is for the sure the skylight in the third stall of the upstairs women's bathroom next to the ice cream parlor at the Barstow Station public rest stop.  HOLLER AT YER GIRL IF U WANT TO EAT HELLA LITTLE CAESAR'S PIZZA WITH ME N MY BUDS :-)))))
And if you see someone wearing full turquoise while walking down the street with a suitcase, it's me. It's always me. 

Everything is infinite,

Bebe Zeva

GEMINI RISING

Since this look is so clearly inspired by crystal balls and constellations, I named it after my rising sign, Gemini. I’m really a Taurus, which I think is kinda obvious considering my material obsessions and confrontational personality, but I admittedly have some qualities that are a tad unexpected. Like a caustic aversion to conventional symbols of stability like possessive relationships. Even abstractly, I recognize that the concept of possession kinda sucks all around. But of course I don't make sense and am a capital hoarder in practice (I’m petting my gorgeous silk bomber jacket collection while typing this). Can't help that the status quo is tres chic lol! Seriously though are you down to read my palm? 

FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:

Turban – DIY
Sunglasses - House of Harlow

Scarf – Anthropologie

Cardigan – Merona

Lace top – NATURAL COLOUR

Palazzo pants – YES STYLE

Boots – PINK AND PEPPER
Bag - Rebecca Minkoff

These pants just about epitomize the bohemian spirit. Loose, free, freakin AWESOME. I’ve been neglecting the hippie trends lately in my online shopping endeavors but had to make an exception for this boho treasure. Yes Style really hookin’ it up with the good stuff lately. Keep the tribal prints and palazzo flares comin’, they make me feel like dancing! (Lies, I always feel like dancing, but funky shapes/patterns afford the semblance of me being justified in publicly doing so. WINK.)

Everything is infinite,

Bebe Zeva

NEON SNAKE EYES

First day back to the grind after a kickin' Labor Day weekend and this is what I wore: neon graphic tank with a matching fluo beanie and snakeskin pants. Of course I went for my new staple shoes because the novelty hasn't worn off yet and I'm still in that "jealous of my own feet!" obsession phase. But they look great with a pair of rolled up jeans, so no complaints. You can grab this tank (and tons of others like it) at Aram Abrams' site! Happy shoppin'.



FROM TOP TO BOTTOM:
Beanie - 99 Cent Store
Glasses - The Cobrashop
Spike necklace - Mad Lady
Tank top - ARAM ABRAMS
Snakeskin pants - Romwe
Booties - Wanted

Clearly this is the best beanie you have EVER seen, and I'm still beating myself over the fact that when I found it at a random 99 Cent Store in Orange County, I didn't buy multiple in several colors. Everything is better in moderation, INCLUDING moderation. So if you see a lot of neon beanies, buy ten. And Fed Ex me five. 

P.S. MOTEL ROCKS, that sassy brand known for their signature gradient prints and tropical flower patterns is offering my readers a £10 gift voucher to use toward their site! I could make a bajillion recommendations, but check out their stock and see what you like for yourself: MOTEL ROCKS STORE



Everything is infinite,

Bebe Zeva