I tried to do handstands for you....

Currently, in the dirty south, we are being blown apart by tornadoes and flooded by buckets of rain. But before this point, we were beginning to go to that hot, uncomfortable place where the deep south lives for a solid five to seven months out of the year. Anyone who has ever lived south of Kentucky and east of Albuquerque knows what I am referring to here. Every time you walk outside your door, it feels as if you are being smothered by a hot, wet, wool blanket. You sweat, or "glisten" as my mother prefers, but it brings no relief, as the air around you is wetter than you are and it can't evaporate. So instead, you are rendered a sticky, delusional human, wandering around the park, mumbling about how you would sell your immortal soul for a bus ticket to California. Oh, that's just me?

Anyhow, this weather tends to render people (i.e. me) very lazy in their wardrobe, by June I'm usually in ripped jeans and a tank top pretty much every single day. This year, I seek refuge in fashion, specifically, the frilly dress. It is tailor made for sweaty Southern laziness: it's one peice of clothing, so you don't have to bother with pesky layers, and it has plenty of much needed ventilation.

Urban Outfitters is always a (slightly overpriced) mecca for this sort of thing:

$68

I'm hourglass and look very poor in all this empire waisted nonsense, so this trend towards old style tea dresses is my friend.
$58


$88


$48

At delia's there are less options, but respectable ones:
$44.50


$39.50

For cheapness, look no further than Forever21...


$24.80

That being said, if you are, as I am, dead flat broke, I cannot reccomend strongly enough that you simply go thrifting. Not to boost your indie cred, but simply because when most of us were in kindergarten, frilly, floral dresses were all the rage. And if you're clever, and don't shop in a purposefully "hip" place, you can still score a good, unsweaty dress (such as the one above) for less than a Bigmac combo meal.

Dark Side of the Moon

Wow. I honestly didn't mean for this hiatus to happen. Enough has gone down in the past month to put in a (slightly scandalous) short story. Ah, college life. I promise once finals are over you will have my undivided attention. This is probably a lie, but it makes me feel better, go with it...







This was weeks ago. Sorry kids.

Lightning Round

It is spring break, and I am ill, so I thought I would take this chance to wrangle the long-elusive Q&A...

How old are you?
My eighteenth birthday just passed recently, I have mixed feelings about it...

How can you be as young as you are and be a sophmore in college?
I started as a full-time university student when I was sixteen. I took a double workload during highschool, finishing in two years instead of four.

Do you still live with your parents?
I moved out over the Christmas holidays (to my campus). Best decision I've made in a while.

What are you studying?
Currently, I am a double major in English and Foreign Language, and hope to minor in Studio Art, though I've yet to officially declare.

Do you have any siblings?
Yes. A sister, 34 and brother, 40. I am the baby by quite a wide margin.


What about pets.
Two lovely cats, Doorstep and Mini (yes, those are their names). The next one shall be christened Allen Ginsberg...

Not to be too personal or anything, but what religion are you?
I'm Jewish, but I was raised Christian (non-denominational Protestant). My father likes to consider us "Messianic", but for all intensive purposes, we're practicing Christians who retain some Jewish traditions and most holidays. I consider myself religious and spiritual, but also socially and politically progressive.

What got you into blogging?
In some context or another I've been blogging since I was twelve, mostly online personal journals and a few short stories. I decided to start a fashion blog after I saw blogs like Fashion Robot and Style Rookie, just because I wanted to see if I could do it, and to have more motivation to put thought into my outfits.

What is your favourite thing in your wardrobe?
A leather jacket I bought for twelve dollars in TJ Maxx

What gets you interested in fashion, and since when?
I've always had a sense of "dress up" about me during different phases of life. When I was twelve, instead of a purse, I carried a Klamath "medicine bag". When I was ten, I was infatuated by impressionist paintings of ballerinas, so for a year I pranced about in leotards, chiffon, and a velvet ribbon around my neck. I suppose my first trigger was when I was fourteen, I was on a road trip through southern California and in need of amusement, so I bought a copy of Vogue. But I didn't really get into dressing less casually until I started college. I was homeschooled and private schoole, so I was thrilled to be able to wear "real" clothes every day.

If you could be a dress, what dress would you be?\
Any dress designed by Olivier Theyskens. I'm not really one of those girls that swoons over poufy ballgowns, but his designs are so intellectual, they're genuinely poetic.

Who is your favourite designer?
You might as well ask me to pick a favourite CHILD. No, seriously. Marc Jacobs was my first love, but I like Paulo-Melim Andersson, Yojhi Yamamoto, Jack McCollough and Lazaro Hernandez, Miuccia Prada, Ann Demeulemeester and Ricardo Tisci.

Thank you for all of your questions! (and patience)

Pencilled In

Midterms, combined with personal issues that make me despise the very concept of "pretty", means it's been jeans and schlepwear the past couple of weeks. This outfit is actually from the deceptive, ludicrous marketing tool that is Valentine's Day.

God...I just reread that. Do I really sound like that? I need to get a grip.

Talk Turkey

mmkay, I know I am way overdue in discussing all this, but OMFG.




Probably my favourite collection in NYC was Proenza Schouler. So damn cool! I would wear ANY of this. Oh, if only!



I must have these shoes before I die. No disussion.

Chloe Sevigny for Opening Ceremony
I want him almost as much as I want the shoes. Almost.



Erin Fetherston. I'm obsessed with these animal masks.

Marc by Marc Jacobs




Frilly, comfy chic. I connected with this a lot more than his Max-Headroom redux.

The hands down winner is of course, Rodarte. I dont need to say a thing.

The Youth of the Nation

I've always been rather insistant on the idea that I'm simply never going to have children. But the idea that I would get to dress up a little girl like this has me reconsidering.





And me at nine, would have been stuffing candy hearts in this kid's locker like every day.

Lazy Hipster

Midterms (because my professors are sadists and like to have TWO midterms). I don't need to explain. I swear for the billionth time I will do Q&A and I have a couple EPIC posts and a vlog in the pipe. Patience, grasshopper