7.04.2017

rodarte ss18: i'm not crying, you're crying


to say that i worship rodarte is an understatement. ever since i first laid eyes on their gorgeous creations (their fall 2008 collection was the first one i ever saw-- spidery fishnets and full tulle skirts and a melange of textures and fabrics) i've been honestly totally completely their servant, and i would probably have a heart attack if i owned any of their clothes. being a sucker for romance and overly-feminine dresses/silhouettes, rodarte and i make a good pair. the mulleavy sisters have always gone above and beyond my wildest dreams with their work: when they use vincent van gogh's art in their pieces, or they make those floaty dresses everyone wants these days, it's always magic.

they really upped their game this season, however! which i didn't think was possible! but oh! my god! boas of delicate baby's breath? sheer dangling pieces of soft angelic fabric? are you kidding?

the thing that the mullaevy sisters do SO well is their understated, barely-there creepiness (which is why they were the perfect choice for all the black swan costumes, duh). if their clothes were just beautiful, that would be one thing; but there's something else about them that makes you want to look more, an inexplicable something that seems off, somehow. rodarte is full of intrigue. so with all of this in mind, it makes total sense why they chose a super creepy feminine 70's movie as their main inspiration (3 women - haven't seen it but i've been looking at pretty screenshots of it for about a year now, whoops). and the fact that laura mulleavy was quoted saying "this is the most rodarte show we have ever made" makes me love it even more. because if this is pure rodarte, then please, dear god, let pure rodarte never end.
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nikaa


3 women by robert altman


masha kamenskaya
li hui / jidlo by jan svankmajer

émile joachim constant puyo


marie antionette by sofia coppola


lindsey wixon by gia coppola

maidens of may by nicholas lawn
elizabeth fillmore for cosmopolitan bride / unknown
picnic at hanging rock by peter weir


bryce dallas howard in the village (2004)



6.25.2017

growing pains


because i started blogging when i was so young, its super easy for me to look back at what i used to wear when i was 13, 14, 15 years old due to the overwhelming amount of damning photographic evidence. well, sometimes it's damning. other times i find myself sort of jealous of young me because she could wear whatever the fuck she wanted, and cared a lot less about what other people thought. ain't that always the way it goes: you would do anything to grow up, and then when you do grow up you hate it, etc etc.

but all the Growing Old Truisms aside -- and ignoring the fact that it's ridiculous to hear all this coming from a baby-faced 20 year old -- i do worry about what i'm gonna wear when i have to work in a professional setting. assuming i don't become rich and famous and i have to get a regular day job like everyone else, i should probably start investing in some business casual or professional clothes that aren't ~*stylistically*~ 4 times too big.

however, this post assumes that i will not! in fact! have a regular day job and i can be a Professional Fashion Lady. i've been very inspired by real-life Professional Fashion Ladies i.e. stella von senger (amaaaazing wardrobe/styling) and maryam nassir zadeh, to name a few. they truly appreciate the beauty of "ugly" clothes, which more people really need to embrace. 


i love the idea of throwing 90's minimalism together with bizarre colors/textures/silhouettes and casual elements. so i present to you: Meagan Pretending To Be Professional. (considering the fact that the only jobs i've ever had have been in food service, this is probably a  h u g e  joke to those who knows me irl.)

everything vintage except for the vans

everything vintage/thrifted


all photos shot by me on a self timer with my canon d600 and an 18-135mm lens.

6.05.2017

this is joy this is summer

summer #1
all of these are from my summer pinterest board

summers are sooooooo significant for me. apart from it being my absolute favorite season, it also seems to be the times in my life where the most important or emotional things happen. or maybe i just feel the emotions more deeply because, like, summer. summer makes me crazy, in a good way.

one of my favorite things to do is obsessively categorize things, and of course i've done that with summer. this specific type of summer is what i imagine when i think about a ridiculously hot day -- eating a popsicle thats melting down your hand -- the sky is blue but hazy -- you've walked to the drugstore with your best friends and taken shelter in the air conditioning, which immediately makes you shiver -- taking pictures with a disposable camera -- sitting in the yellow parched grass. i'm kind of a soppy, sentimental bich, so maybe this isn't actually all that relatable. whatever! i put together some outfits and took some pictures, which will hopefully distract me long enough to stop thinking about suspicious partner which doesn't get a new episode until wednesday (currently: dying). 

it was crazy hot today so that theatrical sheen of sweat in all of these pictures isn't even highlighter. who needs highlighter when you can just be greasy, am i right. i'm truly embodying the #summer #aesthetic. 


forever 21 bodysuit, american apparel skirt, vintage skirt, thrifted slip, teva sandals




everything thrifted or vintage except the shoes which are borns!




finally going to leave whomever is out there with this extremely important vine of riff raff, which is honestly just the true embodiment of the season. happy summer, everyone !!!

5.08.2017

see both sides like comme

still seem to have a fixation with the color red; can't seem to stop lusting over red shoes, red dresses and red lips. as a result my eyes are red. both from crying at the fact that i'm broke and have no money to sustain my red obsession, and the fact that i stare at my computer for too long and get all red-eyed like a demon.

that plus the influence after the met gala has got me thinking a lot about what i would wear if i was magically wealthy and famous. as you do. as much as i hate to give katy perry any credit, she killed the theme, and wore basically what i would wear at all times to every event.


link / DEW magazine #24
comme des garçons ss2000 / katy perry at the met gala

from like a cat: a dossier on surrealism and comme des garçons which i found online here



(as much as i feel iffy about vetements, i loveeeee their shoes.) (almost as much as i love those thigh-high purple balenciagas.)

i've also been reading some anne carson recently and focusing more on femininity - how warm & wonderful it is, and how much more i wanna embrace it -  and i've been noticing too how much it reflects in my fashion. i love the hopeless in-your-face femininity of the lolita harajuku girls, the sleek femininity of women on the red carpet, the way women reclaim men's clothes and turn them into something more soft, more feminine, more beautiful than they were before. i love when a designer turns traditionally feminine clothes on their head, like rei constantly does in comme des garçons (or like alexander mcqueen did!!). i like when being "feminine" isn't restricted to one silhouette, one color or one gender. exclusivity in fashion is so unnecessary and it kills creativity.

well, to end that rant. i hope all of you out there floating in the internet void have a gorgeous monday.

4.01.2017

my favorites from fw17 -- because you care a lot, probably

in an attempt to get myself back into the fashion world and not be forcefully spat out my my own morals, oops....

BALENCIAGA

wooo. oh man. maybe it's lame of me to be into the whole sock-shoe thing (i see you sending over some of your vetements stuff to balenciaga, demna), and honestly i like to be discerning about these types of trends, but UGH. i really truly love all this shit. the bright super long sock-shoes, the sideways coats, the huge enveloping marshmellow rei-kawakubo-esque dresses (also reminds me of jil sander a million years ago, good times). very cool and ugly, good job, nicely done. also if i die soon i'm coming back to haunt everyone's ass in this outfit, no question.


PREEN BY THORNTON BREGAZZI



i am HERE FOR IT. all of it. the red and the pink and the floral pieces sticking out everywhere and the sheer pieces and the fact that they're totally making it ok to wear a sleeping bag in public, in the best way. also the smeared lipstick!!! the preen girl looks like some seriously whack elf who just came back from stuffing flowers under her clothes until they all spill out of it, and damn it, i'm here for it. i've been obsessed with preen ever since i saw this dress paired with the flowers stuck on her lips and immediately had a heart attack.

ANN DEMEULEMEESTER


SO. cool. so, so up my alley. the romantic flowing silks and veils from another era mixed with don't-mess-with-me leather. i am not a leather girl but i would attempt to be one in this context, seriously. also i'm pretty sure lorde TOTALLY wore this on SNL, right? or something super close. as per usual, she is casually living my dream life.

DELPOZO


honestly, i'm a simple girl who just likes a nice, structured piece of clothing. and delpozo, needless to say, never disappoints in this area. their clothes are always so lovely and rich, like a big thick piece of cake you just wanna bite into. or maybe that's just me. but if i was going to the oscars tomorrow i would probably wear that little yellow and purple number just to shake things up, tradition be damned!

COMME DES GARÇONS


i, personally, have always wanted to look like a squishy space rock, and i really appreciate rei kawakubo for making my dream a possibility -- nay, a reality. (also, side note, i would like her to adopt me.) but honestly, how totally awesome. especially with the pan scourer hair!!!!! sigh. i think that if comme des garçons started making "normal", wearable clothes, everyone would probably drop dead from shock. it's truly one of the most dependable fashion houses. we all know that chanel's gonna put in some tweed, balmain is probably gonna put on some studs (or something else kardashian-esque), calvin klein is gonna have some nice minimalist silhouettes (although i was pleasantly surprised by the weirdness of this season), and comme des garçons is gonna make marshmellow people. the world is how it should be. i am at peace.

3.29.2017

new beginnings ....

thrifted shirt(s), levi's, zbeibei heels

here i am again, this time with a new web address and (slightly) new clothes.

i guess if i really wanted to come out here and analyze it : i felt super weighed down by all of the past posts i put on naturally-dapper. it seemed old, obsolete, unnecessary. i also went through that whole phase of "I'm Not Going To Have Any Social Media" and deleted everything (just to re-download all of it hours later). but of course, you can take the blog away from the blogger, but you can't take the blogger away from the blogging, bloggy blog blog. so here's a new one. mercifully empty with no followers, i'm attempting to start anew. 

i had my last blog for 4 or 5 years and i still can't believe i've been at it for this long. 
anyways, i hope all of my amazingly loyal readers find me again. i love you, i love you.