When things get overwhelming, I start to look for shortcuts to making memorable looks. I've found that the easiest way to do this is by playing with shapes. After throwing these two pieces together and pairing them with my mom's d'orsay flats... I quickly realized that I look like a monochromatic version of Princess Jasmine.
If you told this to my 6-year-old self in a one piece Jasmine costume (fake midriff included) on Halloween night, I would probably start crying with joy.
Now, I have to admit...
Addiction is tricky. For example: a man who quit smoking for 11 years spent 15 seconds in an elevator with a man smoking a cigarette. He gave in.
What I'm trying to say is I think I love you again.
There are some feelings that fill you up
that dig their roots into your skin
and never let go
and blow you over
like wind and waves
For winter’s rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sin;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins
-Algernon Charles Swinburne
I got a few new things. Can't wait to show you. xo
It's funny. Every day for the past two years, I've bitterly zoomed past my alma mater without a second glance. I've been back a handful of times...but the feeling has never changed.
I still remember the competition. The need for perfection. The disappointment. The heart break.. and it still vexes me.
Maybe this attitude wasn't such a bad thing considering I caked on the grey lipstick and it was the dead of night. A snarky mindset coupled with an obnoxiously oversized parka have this way of making you feel powerful and bold. I guess this time, I was able to use this internal struggle to my advantage. And while I've been told that this is a sign of growth,I can't help but wonder...will this feeling ever subside?
Caught in the ultimate snuggle-sesh after the Rebecca Taylor event a few nights back. Newport is such a strange place. Only in such a bougie city would we find a bunny statue to complement my bun. I guess this is my way of welcoming in the spring and its bounty.
And although I only got a few snaps before the sun set, I would say this look definitely goes down in the books.
Wondering how I formed the birds nest that is my hair? Well, I've mastered it...so stay tuned for a video.
There's something so fascinating about mixing styles. I'm not sure I can even pinpoint the stereotypical genres I have hit with this outfit, but I think it's a perfect mix of hood and good. Not to mention: CORNROWS!
If you follow me on Pinterest, or just know me in person, you probably already know about my obsession with side cuts or asymmetrical hair in general. I've finally mastered the technique on my heavy hair and I think it really suits the melting pot that is this ensemble. It only took me three years to really nail it. So here's my debut in an extra fresh look with a dope 'do.
Plus, you can never go wrong with a ~cool artsy smoking photo~, right?
It is mid March and yet it feels like September. This weather makes me feel like I'm having a perpetual fever.
I hopped back to one of my favorite spots to shoot in one of my favorite new pieces.
This dress may or may not be a shirt... but, if the weather so permits...why not? I am not one for showing my arms so I think fishnet is a clever way of getting some ventilation in there. I love the slight metallic luster of the printed fabric, it just glows during the golden hour. Not a band find for $8, am I right?