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seasonal transitions really are getting the best of me


I don't know what it is about going from summer to fall that makes me so. goddamn. emo. Besides for like, duh—being surrounded by dying plants and the weather getting colder and the inevitable beginning of seasonal depression. But seriously, I love fall fashion (if only for like a week and then I desperately miss wearing summer clothes, RIP). I do genuinely love all the reds and the browns and the stiff tweeds and corduroys. I love menswear and wearing suit jackets and big wool sweaters knitted by old Irish men.

I would like to be one of those well-adjusted and content sort of people but I guess there really is no fun in that, is there? Sometimes it's kind of pleasant to be emo about shit all the time. It definitely inspires me to take photos and put together outfits, at least. And it's fun to indulge in the emoness this time of year, crawl under a pile of leaves with a hot beverage, and read Wuthering Heights. Which is where you'll find me for the next two months. (Another emo fall literary recommendation: Tennyson's "Mariana". The Victorians had their fall emo aesthetic so down, I swear.)

a zine for you and me


Recently I've become pretty damn nostalgic for my younger, more angsty ways and decided to relive a bit of my adolescence by, yes, making a zine. Which was my main hobby as a 13-year old. Back then it was more about me parroting Riot Grrrl phrases and going to Kinko's for hours on end (because that's the only way I knew how to make zines, and bravo for my homage to the 90's by refusing to use modern technology). Now I have Adobe Creative Cloud things and I feel much fancier so I made a fancy zine but it's basically about the same shit as always, feminism women blah blah blah!

This zine is supposed to be more of an extension of this blog post I did a couple months ago—I'm obsessed with these concepts, okay—and also a little ode to my love for visual arts. I'm never able to talk about Capital "A" Art except when I'm in museums boring my friends to death. It was really fun researching and finding all of the beautiful pieces I chose to include in this zine.

If you missed the nondescript link above, you can access it online here. I hope everyone likes it!!

summer is fucking romantic

The more time I spend on this hellsite, the more I find myself repeating the same thing over and over and OVER again. It's summer, cue the photos of me in a yellowing vintage dress eating strawberries crying in the middle of a wheat field!!

This year, however, I do have a minor twist on the yellowing dress and the strawberries and the wheat field. Enter: me a couple days ago, wishing I could buy a dress from Batsheva and live out all my feminine Little House On The Prairie fantasies. (Guess who doesn't have $400 to spend suddenly and unwisely? Most of us, including me.) But then I was like, wait, I could literally just get some actual vintage calico 70's dresses for way cheaper and still look super fucking cool. And I could take pictures wearing them whilst standing around my very overgrown suburban neighborhood. And it could be a  c o n c e p t .

So here's that concept for you all. Hopefully I'll do some more shoots before school starts in August, but we'll see. I've been working a lot lot lot at a customer service job, saving money for the ultimate goal of Moving to a Big Metropolitan Area and Convincing Some Unsuspecting Fashion Company to Pay Me a Living Wage. A pipe dream, I know.

Photos by me, except the last 3 which were done by my friend Keith, who is great. Shot my Canon D600 and an 18-135mm lens. Special thank you to Casaday Costume for the dresses.

Minimalism? maybe?


As much as I love categorizing literally everything, my defining and boxing expertise deeply lacks when it comes to my own personal style. Which is like, super lame. What's more fun than defining and boxing yourself??

When I was a very very young(er) blogger human this kinda stressed me out. My style was not just a singular Thing: one day I would be super girly and wear exclusively baby pink, and the next I would dress like an evil psychopath goth schoolgirl (probably induced from too many viewings of Heathers). I loved grunge and over-the-top maximalism, but I also loved 90's minimalism, too (I still drool over the iconic Corinne Day shoot with Kate Moss). I worshipped Alexander McQueen's beautiful, creative, in-your-face silhouettes and loved Calvin Klein's clean-cut lines. You see my problem.

Now I'm more okay to not be defined at all. Most of the time when people ask, I say my style is "very feminine", "weird and unexpected" or "chameleon-ish". If anyone in the audience of 1.45 people have a good definition of my overall style, I'm all ears. Until then, I guess I'll keep trying out all my favorite categories of style—I would say these pictured above specifically lean towards "minimalism", but who knows. Tomorrow I'll probably be a maximalist again and wear 3 skirts over a pair of pants. Boom. Fa-shun.

Dream dress by Helmut Lang. Socks from Amazon, shoes are vintage.

All photos shot by me with my Canon D600 and an 18-135mm lens.

How to repurpose your prom dress

Ahh, prom. The pubescent mating ritual that millions of beautiful, makeupped youths partake in every year has been and forever will be one of my favorite bits of The American Experience™. Not because I actually had a lot of fun at my proms—yes, proms, I went multiple times—but because it's really just one of those things that is so distinct to being a high schooler in America. Maybe this is just me, desperately grasping at an "American culture" that doesn't really exist outside of cheeseburgers and institutionalized racism, but hey! I still think prom is funny, and it makes wonderful fodder for poignant short stories about the loss of innocence or whatever. I looked forward to prom SO much before I got into high school, mostly because I was really hoping it would be as magical and Gunne Sax-filled as the prom scene in The Virgin Suicides. In fact, it was not. They didn't play "Come Sail Away", not even once, and Kirsten Dunst wasn't there (I think). I'm still glad I went.

Another prom szn has come and gone, and looking at all my younger relatives being shipped off in their limos to have one of the most stereotypical high school experiences of all time is making me NOSTALGIC! And also it makes me want to WEAR PROM DRESSES AGAIN! Yes, they inevitably still smell like teen dreamz and college rejection letters and maybe some vomit from the after party, but they can 100% be worn again in a non-prom context. How? Watch and learn.

1. Wear it over jeans à la Molly Goddard

Every day when I wake up, I ask myself the same question: WWMGD? (What Would Molly Goddard Do?) The answer is she would cover everything in tulle and pink and pretty flounces, and wear it unabashedly over normal clothes. So I strive to do the same, goddamnit!

2. Wear it over your work clothes and confuse the shit out of your boss

Mixing womenswear and menswear is always so fun and I do it a lot. I especially love the idea that someone would show up to work in normal Office Clothes but then have their prom dress on WITH the Office Clothes!! And like, yeah, maybe this isn't the most plausible way to repurpose a prom dress. But whatever. Do it anyways. You probably won't get fired. Probably.

3. Put a turtleneck under it and wear it to da club

Fun fact, I bought this bag specifically to wear into clubs, because it is basically drunk-proof, i.e. it snaps shut AND it has a zipper. So my stuff can't fall out, no matter how much I'm dancing. No I-party-too-much-and-have-an-irreconcilably-cracked-iPhone for me! Nope!!

But yeah, a lot of people's prom dresses are easy to dress down, too, especially if it's a really simple sheath one (like the one below). If it's too long, you can always take it to a seamstress and get it hemmed so it can be worn to more casual events.

4. Wear it to another formal event, for fuck's sake

I know this is making it look like I just ran out of ideas by the end of the shoot, but uh, hello! Prom dresses CAN be worn to other events! They're formal dresses! And thank god, there are more formal events in a lifetime besides for prom. We can all stop pretending that we have bottomless bank accounts and just wear. The same. Thing. Twice.

Look 1: Vintage prom dress, vintage shirt, Madewell jeans, vintage heels.
Look 2: Vintage coat and shirt, vintage dress, Topshop pants, Coach heels.
Look 3: Vintage dress, Zara heels and bag.
Look 4: Vintage dress and bag, Céline heels.

All photos shot by me with my Canon D600 and an 18-135mm lens.

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