70 degrees!

mustard blouse: BCBG
brown cardigan: thrifted
skirt: anthro

Gilda and Gene

Rachel and I will often post on the same day. It's weird, like we have a strictly internet-based ESP.

Anyhoo, I've lately been in a strictly jeans and t-shirt mood. Anytime that I try and dress all fancy-like, I look in the mirror and think, "Damn girl, you are trying waaaaay to hard." I think that it's this bipolar weather that we're having. Last weekend, it was in the seventies and last night it snowed. I CANNOT KEEP UP. So, in protest (?), I'm more relaxed about being fashionable these days.

Luckily, something came in the mail the other day that allows me to combine my need for basics with pure awesomeness. I give you (drum roll)...



... A GILDA RADNER/GENE WILDER T-SHIRT!

I bought it from that hot mess of a Built by Wendy sample sale that I mentioned a few weeks ago. Now that it's on my back, I know that it was worth the eleven dollar shipping and two week (plus) wait. I even feel okay that the company ran out of the other shirt I bought and failed to tell me until the package arrived. Why? Because this shirt is the definition of greatness. I've worn it for the past three days and I'm about to do a load of laundry so that I can wear it for three MORE days.

Top o' the mornin'

Do remember going to school on Saint Patrick's Day as a kid and other students would pinch you for not wearing green? And they would pinch hard past the point of necessity? I always hated that because I would ALWAYS forget to wear green and would ALWAYS get stupid f'ing pinched. Maybe that's why now, despite my Irish heritage, I NEVER wear green on St. Patty's.

Rant over. Real post beginning.

Yesterday, I was in Chicago looking to find some kick-ass Spring boots. Frankly, my search was sort of half-hearted, so I didn't find them. I did find a pair of beautiful red shoes at a store in Wicker Park and while I may not get to use them for tromping through puddles and mud, I will get to wear them for Saturday strolls to the Farmer's Market once it gets a little warmer.

Lucky for me, I don't have to wait until the end of April when the market starts up again to wear them because today was in the seventies! And what did I promise you? I promised you that with nicer weather comes more outfit posts, so here we are.


shirt: thrifted
skirt: ok47
belt: thrifted
shoes: corso como

details:

A Girl and Her Dress

Dress: Leifsdottir via Anthropologie
Coat: some random Marshall's brand
Tights: Target
Shoes: Kenneth Cole Reaction

Spring has arrived...ish.

Well, it is just beautiful outside and it's taking every ounce of my will to be grateful instead of focusing on the colder days to come. I'm doing a pretty good job I think. Today I managed to wake up before 10:00 and scrounge up an outfit. Not only that, but I also walked downtown and got an iced tea... which I drank OUTSIDE! It's crazy what a 50-degree day will do to Wisconsinites in February. In some parts, 50-degrees is considered down-right cold, but here it brings people out in t-shirts and flip-flops (I am not one of those people).

Anyway, between all of the galavanting in the sun, I got my act together enough to take some pictures of my threads. Enjoy it because it might be the last of this sort of thing for awhile (March, we say hopefully).

I'm not sure if I quite trusted the sunlight at this moment, so I stuck in the dark close to the organ.



But I eventually warmed up and moved to the sunnier kitchen. In this photo, I was unsure if my self-timer was working, so I was looking at the camera with crazy eyes. They had to go.



Braver still, I moved to the front porch and realized that there was nothing to be afraid of. This bike is not mine. It's my roommates, but I do have a matching one in red. Her (the bike, not the roommate) name is Francoise and she lives in the house during winter.



And then I made myself comfortable.



sweater/blazer: anthropologie
dress: vintage
wedges:vintage
bracelet: found
porch: my house

The Lake City Lake Girls Teach Gym

Those who can't do, teach, and those who can't teach, teach gym.

Sometimes in winter you want to stick your head in the oven just to get warm. And maybe die, too. Along with dry skin, frost bite and gray skies, winter also comes with a limit of sartorial choices. We're not sure if we're in a position to guide you, but no one else is stepping up to show you how it should be done (or how it shouldn't be . . . ). Class is in session, so it doesn't matter if you have your period: you still have to play. To the courts!

Lesson One: Just because you wear AA doesn't mean that you have to look like an asshole.

Jersey (the fabric, not the state) is nice for winter. It's breathable and easy to layer, it comes in many colors, and you can easily wear long underwear with it (yay for stretch!). Unfortunately, one of the largest suppliers of this miracle fabric is American Apparel. Here, I demonstrate (ideally) that just because you buy an item or two at AA, you don't have to look like one of Dov Charney's personal prostitutes.


dress: aa
leggings: aa
jacket: target
boots: frye
necklace: thrift
pose: icecapades

Lesson Two: Embrace the fat layer winter gave you.
We all grow a couple extra chins during the cold months. Instead of being an annoying whiner who complains to everyone with ears, saying "God, I have to go to the gym. I'm so fat!" why don't you just embrace the extra? Look at the added pounds as a reason to love yourself more (now that there's more of you to love!). But even though you might look like you're stuffing a few acorns in your cheeks doesn't mean you have to dress like it. Find shapes that compliment your body type!


tee: thrifted
vest: anthro
skirt: old navy
leggings: target

Lesson Three: Layer with different textures
One way to add flair to a weighted down wardrobe is to wear different textures. It's even better if you wear various silhouettes from different eras and sexes (winter is perfect for a little androgyny), always keeping in mind the age-old mantra that less is more


blouse: old navy (i know, right?!)
vest: vintage
jeans: joe's
loafers: thrift
tam: marc by marc jacobs (only 17 dollars, yall)
necklace:vintage

Lesson Four: Be a weirdo.
Having to wear a coat often makes one question the point of looking nice. Why dress up when you'll be covered by a bulky coat? Think of a bulky coat as an opportunity--to be weird. Under the cover of a coat, you can wear things you would never consider in summer. Look at this as an opportunity to experiment: with menswear, bright colors and funky pleated pants.


purple sweater: limited via marshall's
mustard blouse: bcbg
pin: vintage
pants: thrifted

Lesson Five: K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple, Stupid).
There are enough things about winter to make us uncomfortable. Why add you wardrobe to that list? Wear longer shirts (preferably in a color that compliments pale skin) so that they don't ride up and make your back cold. It's also nice to do this in a breathable fabric because, believe it or not, you can sweat in the winter. Adding a simple pair of straight-legged pants and a nice pair of boots (f.y.i., Fryes have NO traction on ice) makes for a comfortable, yet polished look.


shirt: target
jeans: levi's
vest: thrift
boots: frye
earrings: uo
pose: sexytown

Lesson Six: Be soft (and warm!)
Sometimes winter is beautiful, right? Like when the snow falls in bits instead of blizzards and the branches have white coats. I'm trying to write this with a straight face but then I look at the photo below. Maddie described it as: "You look like you're in Narnia! Not that that's a bad thing." Well anyway, I feel soft, draped in boiled wool and muted colors. So try it out, bitches, and get off my lumps.


sweater: anthro
blouse: anthro
skirt: anthro
guess who shops too much at anthro: me


The bell doesn't dismiss you! WE DO! Alright... Go ahead.

Individual Fur Pattern: Yesterday

Hey Flog Readers!

Yesterday I met up with Maddie and we went shopping on Ye Olde Near East Side aka Her Side of Town. We haven't seen each other since school let out, so it was a pleasant reunion, albeit a cold one. We had had plans to do a photo shoot, but the negative temperatures pushed us into thrift stores instead. Here's what I wore underneath my coat, which I never took off:



Shirt: Anthropologie (I just got it, isn't it cute? It has pinstripes)
Belt: thrifted
Black skinny pants: UO
Boots: Nine West


Ever since I got my hair cut really short again I've been feeling a bit man-ish. But that's ok because lately I like to dress like a man. In fact, I'm bidding on a few pairs of beat up men's levis on Ebay. Also, I like to be smelly and greasy and walk into nice stores. I can't explain.

Maddie and I have a photo shoot planned for Monday, so be on the lookout!

Today's Individual Fur Pattern (aka outfit post)

If I could pick an outfit that described my personality, this would be it. The sweater is 100% cashmere (a Christmas gift) and has pockets! Most of the time you see cashmere presented in a very traditional way, so when I saw the bizarre shape of it, combined with the total luxury of cashmere, I knew it had to be mine. That's what I like: ugly comfort. You could say this sweater is totally unflattering on me--I'm too short to wearing something so long--and I might even agree with you. I kind of look pregnant. But that's what I like about this outfit: it doesn't really give a shit about that. Plus the stone-washed jeans which are the throwback I like to include in every outfit, and my boots which rarely leave my feet. Oh, outfit, how you complete me.

Necklace: Zoe Chicco
Cashmere sweater: Velvet from Anthro
Gray stone-washed jeans: Cheap Monday
Boots: Nine West

30-Degrees, Batman!

dress: portobello road market, london
leggings: aa
boots: frye

Today is a little bit warmer than it's been, so I felt obligated to run a comb through my hair and slap on something decent. I'm pretty sure that all I'm doing today is going to my mom's house to watch some Lee Pace movies, so this awesome little dress won't get much exposure around the public. I bought it about two years ago when my friend Elly and I did the "grand tour" around Europe. We ended the trip in London with practically empty pockets, which is very sad because that city ain't cheap! When I found this little number, I had to throw concern for finances to the wind. I pay for it every time someone asks me where I bought it. I feel like such a pretentious a-hole when I answer back "London, dahling!"

On a side note, here is the view from my window:



Happy Holidays, y'all!

Holy Holidays!

Sorry for the hiatus, everybody. Like I've said, finals week kept both Rachel and I pretty busy and I'd be lying if I said that I had been typing away at papers wearing high heels and a cute vintage sweater. Truth is that I've spent most of the past week in pajamas, hunched over my desk while I worked on this! Good news is that my holiday party for work is tonight and that means that I'm going to get gussied up.


dress: banana republic
tights: gap
riding boots: hand-me-downs
doppleganger: vampire maddie

I've shown this dress before, but tonight it will actually be appropriate! Well, maybe not. It's likely that I will be the most dressed up girl at the party, but that's okay by me.

A funny thing about the boots is that I've had them since I was about nine and a friend of the family gave them to me for dress-up. I even wore them at my fourth grade Star Wars themed birthday party when I dressed up as Luke Skywalker (I was too young to know that Hans Solo is totally more badass). They are currently about a shoe size too small, but what are you gonna do when there's a few feet of snow on the ground and the day's high is 3 degrees fahrenheit (yeesh)?

Fashion in Action: Las Vegas Addition

I was in Las Vegas over Thanksgiving to visit some family and it rained for only the second time that year. Here's what I wore to get a cup of coffee and a croissant at the Bouchon Bakery and have my picture taken in fake Venice:




beret: local hat store
scarf: vintage
blazer: vintage one that I always wear
sweater: uo
black jeans (?!): gap
bag: uo
backdrop: The Venetian

And no, I did not win big.

Today's Individual Fur Pattern--Now With More Pleating!

hat: marshall's
scarf: gift from London
jacket: thrifted
white undershirt: H&M
belt: thrifted
pants: thrifted
green suede shoes: target
necklace: anthropologie




Good thing Maddie's in Las Vegas or she might start divorce proceedings on account of these pants. High-waisted and pleated, boys and girls. I don't know what's come over me, I just want to look as 80s as possible! Yesterday I bought acid wash jeans! What is this obsession? Logan saw me today and asked, "What decade is this?" haha.

Anyway, I think I look cute and that's all that matters. I went to Goodwill last night and found a blouse, the pants and jacket seen here and some shoes--success! I'm so excited about the jacket, I've been looking for a perfectly fitted wool blazer/jacket for a long long time. I was hoping for gray wool, but this is like a reddish brown color that I've never seen before. It'll be fun.

November Just Kicked Us In the Nuts

scarf: clothing exchange
bird pin: vintage
blazer: vintage
belt: vintage
sweater: uo
dress: vintage
tights: gap
booties: seychelles



hat (which Maddie says is called a 'tam'): Marshall's
sweater: Anthropologie
white blouse: H&M
belt: thrifted
skirt: Anthropologie
tights: Wet Seal (ew)
boots: Nine West from Marshall's

Details:

Today's Individual Fur Pattern (aka outfit post)

blue corduroy jacket: idra at Anthropologie
tan sweater cardi: vintage
scarf: jcrew
tshirt: Locksley band tee
skirt: idra at Anthro
Lighter gray leggings: Target
Gray wool knee socks: Marshall's
Boots: Nine West, from Marshall's.

I cut off my head because I looked straight up wonky. Plus, I'm not very good at photographing myself full-length. Portraits? Got that down, but full body? I can't seem to find a very flattering angle...maybe that's a sign.

Another Sunday post

Like Rachel, Sunday brunch is one of the things that make me most happy. Sundays in general make me happy. It's the one day of the week that I have entirely to myself. Today, I celebrated my weekend with my roommates by making a trip to the nearby bistro for a croque-madame and a glass of fresh-squeezed grapefruit juice. So pleased was I with the prospect that I even managed scrounge up an outfit despite the 30-degree weather.


cashmere sweater: vintage
dress: vintage
belt: vintage
tights: gap
shoes: etienne aigner
pot belly: ham, gruyere, egg

I found the dress at a garage sale this summer in the heat of my Mad Men obsession (the heat hasn't cooled, in case you were wondering). Since I can't wear it to work at Sterling Cooper, Sunday brunch will have to do.

Since this site has been a little deprived of "what I wore" pictures lately, here's the number that I wore yesterday:


striped shirt that makes my boobs look huge: h&m
pencil skirt: tj maxx
tights: hue
flats: dkny
hindquarters of a german shepherd: fergus


Monday, it's back to looking like crap. Why can't everyday be Sunday?

P.S. While taking the picture of this Sunday outfit, my tripod fell over and the lens of the camera that I was using (my dad's camera) broke. Do you see the cost of this blog? Do you see what I'll do for you people?

Goin' to the chapel

I recently read an article about how women are now looking at their weddings like their one chance to walk the red carpet like a celebrity. While I hope that they also look at it as a symbol of their love with their partners and a chance to celebrate that love with their friends and family, I can sort of understand it. I love weddings and one of the main reasons that I love them is because I get to get dressed up and hang out with men wearing suits and ladies in high heels. I haven’t been invited to enough weddings for them to become tiresome, so every time that I’m invited to one I’m thrown into an absolute fit in which outfits are thrown around my room willy-nilly, leaving mountains of dresses, slips, and shoes that are hard to walk in.

This upcoming weekend, I’ll be attending a friend’s wedding all the way in Indiana. Having gone through the usual routine of late night modeling in front of my mirror and still feeling unsure about what I’ll wear, I’ve decided to tap into a new resource: you fine people.

So here are the choices. Let me hear your votes!

1.






Okay? It gets more complicated still as I will probably need a sweater for the ceremony.

1a.



1b.



2.


(looking at these pictures, I realize that I should have maybe worn a slip underneath)

I know that there's the whole "you shouldn't wear white to a wedding" thing, but the dress does have a pattern on it. Does that still make it inappropriate?




3. This isn't really a choice because I KNOW that this one is inappropriate for a wedding, but it's so fun that I thought that I would post it anyway.





Thanks!

I got the red, white, and blues (and that's a good thing)

All my life, I've avoided wearing red, white, and blue together like it was a disease, but something's got me feeling intensely patriotic today. What could it be?


top: marshall's
skirt: anthropologie
heels: seychelles
button: OBAMA!

And here's a hard wink for you, Ms. Palin:


(a horrible face for more horrible woman)

Eat your heart out, November

Today's high was 70 degrees. This isn't exactly normal for November in the Wisco. To celebrate this effect of global warming, we headed down the student union's docks to flaunt our non-bundled glory.


shirt: anthropologie
belt: ralph lauren, thrifted
pants: gap
flats: dkny
bag: uo


dress: forever21
plaid shirt: old navy
tights: hue
shoes: target










And a friendly reminder to get out and VOTE tomorrow:




titties for Obama