Back in Chicago

I have returned to the fair city of Chicago. Happy to drink a vanilla chai shake at The Pick Me Up and be in the presence of Midwestern manners. The words "excuse me" and "thank you" are nice to hear.

 Top, dress, vest: thrifted, bracelets: vintage, Necklace: diy, shoes: F21

alien eyes

I cannot make the decision of whether these illustrations by J M Maasdamme freak me out or if I love them. A little of each?

images by J M Maasdamme from MYKROMAG.

Sequins in the sun

Well no, these sequins were not photographed in the sun but they did spend quite a bit of time there today. I love a good Sunday. It is surely a day to enjoy. On this particular day I experienced my first dim sum in China Town, which was quite delicious. After this I visited some shops in Soho with my roommate Gilly and her dear friend Helen. My vintage sequin skirt just happened to be a smash hit in Soho. Two people would die for it, another had a crush, and a few more liked or loved. Browsing in Prada an employee even said that Miuccia would love it.

Top and Belt: thrift, Skirt: vintage, Shoes: Mia, Necklace: by me

space and skin

A new space is always an exciting thing. Even if it is only temporarily yours. Even if the only "decoration" really is clothing.I love o find new homes for things, especially in unusual spaces.
Slowly working through The Media is the Message. What has struck me most so far is Marshal McLuhan's vision of technology and media as an extension of the human or part of the person. It a really Beautifully designed book.

sunday lovely sunday

I must be off to work in just a miniute so this will be short and sweet. I had a nice simple weekend. On Sunday it was brunch with my roommates, homework, and off to a little meeting for my internship. Once home I cooked myself a yummy pasta and watched my favorite movie, The Science of Sleep, while sewing shag carpet trim on to a resale dress. I bought this sheer dress, tunic deal the other day at a resale shop in east village while running errands. I liked the way it layered over my planetary slip, and I have been living in these new boots. I haven't worn heels in ages.

dress, slip- thrift, boots- used from Beacons Closet, gold necklace-vintage, skull necklace-by me, sweater- Cecilia Prado

yellow door

In my Brooklyn room, with a yellow door I stand as a temporary Brooklyn girl. I have relocated for a total6 week period to a neat Brooklyn apartment populated by lovely ladies. A quicker commute to work and a laid back, as well as delicious, atmosphere has been welcoming. This is my blah, blah, blog which simply says " I wore this today." Dressed in all this weekends Beacons Closet haul  along with old favorites.

shoes, necklace, dress- used from Beacons closet, leggings-F21, blazer- vintage Jean Paul Gaultier, socks- Anthropologie

no creepin'

I think to often about things I saw at thrift stores and once and didn't buy. It is too silly but I hear myself saying "$3 you couldn't pay a measly $3 for that amazingly amazing skirt!!!??" Really, I should just let it go. There will be others. But I present you with another regret. Once while thrifting with my favorite thrift partner, Chelsea, I picked up a pair of black leather creepers with a wood sole. I remember the trip so specifically because it was a good one, plus it was documented on the old style diary. I don't think I even knew what creepers were at the time, but these shoes were just so weird and different that I needed them in my life. Creepers purchased. I never knew how to wear them, so I didn't. Went off to college, did not bring them with me. I have no recollection of getting rid of them just leaving them home. Nonetheless the shoes are gone, and I must get past this. Every once in a while the cross the mind and I head to my old style diary to bask in their glory.

losing my style

Every day I find it more and more a challenge to dress myself. One day last week I was in a panic scanning my closet for something to cover myself. I tried an outfit that consisted of a silky printed romper, tights, and some cardigan. The clash and combo of the colors and shapes was horrendous. I was in such a rush by this time that my new outfit, a default of a sequin slip with a sheer tank, and a cardi, was simply put on over my existing outfit. Cue awkward restroom maneuvers for the entire day.
I feel almost as if I am losing track of my personal style, like I can't even remember how I like to dress. I don't want to put the blame where my heart is, but I feel that my blog obsession has something to do with this. I am so constantly looking at how other stylish women are dressed that I just start to imitate without even realizing it. I'll look at what I have just put on and I can blatently see the inspiration. This look is so fashiontoast and that one is so Style Bubble (by the way I met Susie this evening which was quite nice besides my being exceedingly awkward.)
Today I really tried to get back to my roots with my ways of layering and such. The thing is, I have never had a single definable style. I bounce from one inspiration to another, while at least attempting to add my own thing. I don't know, my personal style managed to get me voted best style  in high school, but I think mostly people thought "who's that girl who likes weird clothes and always looks like a disheveled mess in heels? Minette? Oh, okay sure why not."
Anyway.... I guess my favorite part of this outfit was trying to figure out how to attach this vintage necklace to my show, because that is one kind of thing I used  to do a lot more of.

Outfit: Sweater, necklace, necklace around ankle-vintage, blouse- Isabella Rodriguez, shorts-H&M, tights-Hue, shoes- Nine West, socks-F21

Thrift This, Snag That

On weekends I have been taking the train into the city to explore neighborhoods. I've been heading into hoods where I remember visiting shops during previous New York visits. On Saturday, despite cold, cold rain, I ventured to Brooklyn Heights. I like to look up a few places I would like to go and get some walking directions from place to place to guide my journey. I wanted to go back to Housing Works thrift shop where I bought a great sheer Marc Jacobs skirt last time I was in town. I didn't find anything this time around, so I headed to Salvation Army, stopping in a couple boutiques on the way. It was nice to get back into a straight up thrift store as it has been a while. I bought two skirts and a sweater (mostly just because I was cold.)

Today I wore one of these skirts. It is made of this really great velvety, furry material, high waisted, buttons up the front. When I saw it, I kinda thought of Stevie over at Discotheque Confusion. The skirts seems like a nice quality, has a good lining and a fashion-y tag so I had to look up the label. Well, the internet gives hints that there is or was such a designer as William Beranek. An LA Times article from 1994 that quotes him as saying, "I design both my men's and women's collections for people who are a bit adventurous in their look. Hopefully, my designs are elegant and don't knock you over the head." That's about it though. So, to celebrate this seemingly disappeared 90's designer I wanted to wear it with a bit of a 90's vibe. Also, a sneak peak into a magazine I picked up at The Magazine Cafe after internship.

outfit: skirt- Thrifted William Beranek, lace top-F21, top- thrifted Moschino Jeans, shoes-MIA, earrings-vintage (gift from dear sister)

no photo state

since I have been in Jersey and New York I haven't been able to get one good outfit shot in. As hard as I try they just turn out all wrong. I guess I haven't been to inspired by anything else to post recently either. I can make excuses but really all it is, is that this blog is going down hill before it ever even went uphill.
Here is what I wore to my internship today. Laid out on the floor. I know, you are ecstatic.

slip and bracelets-vintage, maxi skirt- F21, bird jacket, shoes, and necklace-H&M