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i was feeling really good all day in this outfit; new tweed bolero, new scarf, new shoes… but i see these pictures this morning and my dog Malouk is totally upstaging me. she’s all like, “i wear the same fur coat every day, takes me no time at all to get ready in the morning (hell, i haven’t had a bath in a month!) and all i have to do is slap this goofy grin on my face and i’m waaaaay hotter than you.”  linen scarf, Seattle street fair $10 i went vintage shopping in seattle this weekend and scored some amazing high-waisted cuffed sailor shorts, beautifully altered from authentic wool US Navy pants! they even have the original tag with the sailor’s name inside, a lace-up back and all the buttons on the front. they fit perfectly.    (sorry, my camera is still lost, no photos) my friend and i almost got in a catfight over them when i yoinked them off the rack. then i almost had a score-gasm when i saw the price tag. only $7!! ok, so maybe it’s not quite as good as eve’s “love” accessory, but who needs drugs when there’s the thrill of the bargain hunt?! maybe that’s why all those filthy rich celebri-whores, even with their ginormous chanel and dior-filled wardrobes and never-ending charge accounts all end up in rehab eventually. perhaps their retail therapy (or simply paying their Zoe-bot) just doesn’t work quite as well as it does for us bargain-istas. we have to work, save, scrimp and endlessly search, and be creative to look good, but it sure can pay off! EDIT: really truly photo here.
How hot is it to wear sharkskin hammerpants when you know full well that they are NEVER going to come back in style. But she doesn’t stop there, she pairs them with silver chucks, bug-eye “sunnies” and a mexican leather vintage purse. She obviously did not stop, collaborate, or listen to anyone before she walked out the door and I love her for that. Either that, or she’s getting her fashion inspiration from the most unlikely of places, namely Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins. I guarantee you, fearlessness is hotter than a pair of double Ds any day. This is totally the Saturday cooking, gardening, beer-brewing outfit. Psyched-out housewife or Swedish commune laborer. Lately on the weekends, I’ve been spending all day in aprons, and thrift stores have a treasure trove of them. I have a vintage leiderhosen style apron that has become my new uniform. Headscarves should be worn to keep malt out of your hair and the sun off your head, not to keep people from seeing your bad extensions or your hair loss from anorexia.
Incredible. The fact that someone can think up this kind of aesthetic in their brains is astounding to me, but then to create it out of tape, newspaper and string to such effect makes me feel like hooking my wheelchair onto the front of a semi-truck and at least attempting to go out in style.
Love makes the best accessory. It makes you glow. It makes you confident. It makes you immune to criticism. Better than the perfectly cut vintage sundress for one dollar or the boldest sunglasses, love is the ultimate beauty secret. Love gives you that something that makes you irresistible (I know, I’m sappy, but guess what, I don’t care!). And guess what, Rachel Zoe, you’re too busy molding the next generation of shallow, materialistic, untalented bulimics, you wouldn’t notice love if it knocked you in the face with a Philip Treacy hat. So guys, find real love, or just love yourself. Discover a talent, take a risk, or just OWN your instincts! |
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