Thursday, August 28, 2014

Riding Hood


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It's hot here...and as much as I pretend that it's turning into fall, the reality is that the Indian summer has just begun.

So what's the only way I can power through it? Taking pieces that are obviously fall staples and pairing them with my summer uniform in hopes in changing up my look. I would say it worked here, thanks to the helpful addition in my wardrobe sent over by the girls from Blueprint Coleccion.

I have to say, the tunic itself got me a little emotional. Aside from the dope Riding Hood patches along the glittery exterior, the cut and fit reminded me of something my mom would make my sister and I match in when we were little. I'm not deeply connected with my roots but it's hybrid pieces like this that make me appreciate my background more.

Monday, August 25, 2014

Chop star

Most people do whatever it takes to mask their insecurities. I guess I do too to some extent, but my greatest point of doubt has always been on a pedestal.

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I know what you're thinking.
I'm nuts! It's so long and full! Any girl would kill for those locks! It's perfect! Blah blah blah.

Perfect. By telling human being something about them is perfect, you are setting them up on a tier that's bound to fall.

Think about it from my perspective:
We live in a world where appearance ranks you,and to a certain extent with social media, determines your value. If you have the goods, consider yourself a reference point that others think they have the right to comment on during every waking moment. When it's good, it's all the talk. When it's bad, it's all the talk. And when eastern meets western culture, let's just say the cataclysm is is...unbearable.

The hair was beautiful to me, but it was toxic for me.

I've thought out my options. Covering it. No. Tying it (hence the undying bun I so lovingly called the "snowball"). Painful. Braiding it..but it didn't matter. The hair found a way to demand attention. It became the focus; the point of envy. I thought I had power because of it. But in reality, it was overpowering me.

This is why I cut it.
The stars aligned and I finally found someone who would get me the right look without compromising who I am. Sal's excitement for the chop matched mine, and now I get to sport art instead of expectations. I'm grateful; living in a world full of possibilities and a few less knots in the neck.

Has anyone ever felt this way? Maybe not about their hair, but height or stature?

I may be a blogger, but I want conversation; not commentary.

Chop chop.

(Special thanks to Sal Salcedo for the amazing cut.)

Friday, August 22, 2014

Yung Witch

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Happy Friday. xo


Tuesday, August 19, 2014

KINGNOORLA | ONE LOVE

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Had the pleasure of shooting with my girls from KingNoorLA a little while back. Even though it was technically our first meeting in person, we vibed right away. The power of the internet, right?

Dope clothes, dope message, dope girls. Love working with people who have a message, a mission and a vision.

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Saturday, August 16, 2014

Vintage is Forever





Serious question:

Is it messed up to upcycle vintage clothing? This little number is something I've grown up seeing my mom wear every so often. And to be frank, the real outfit looks nothing like how I've styled it here. I'm not saying I don't like how it's intended to be worn; just saying that I wanted it to be true to my aesthetic.

But I've struggled with the idea of permanently altering my hand-me-downs for a long time. I'm scared there will be some day that comes where I regret doing so and frankly, I'm afraid to undermine the integrity of an outfit. For pix...clipping and cropping here and there is fine with me. But otherwise, maybe we should just embody the history of the piece instead of trying to center it too much around the present?

After all, trends are trends and vintage is forever.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Matadora





I wasn't entirely satisfied with the way the dress looked on me short. So I added a maxi under. And then I became a matador.

Catch me if you can.

Vintage BCBG Dress.


Saturday, August 9, 2014

Deeper Digging






It's funny how you can pass by a place a thousand times before you realize the beauty that lies within it. After my new job started, I began to take different routes every day to find a route that saved me time in the morning and relaxed me in the evening. I know the latter may seem like a strange criterion, but the truth is I'm a very calculated person...and when I'm forced into new situations I have to do everything in my power to find control and calm myself.

When it comes to clothes, I've been starting to do the same. A little less stunting around in uncomfortable heels and a little deeper digging to really channel what inspires me, fuels me and calms me. At the end of the day, these are going to be the outfits that I revere the most. Time keeps on passing by the grace of some universal source of sartorialism, I am still finding a way to stand on these ruins with my chin up (and a badass outfit on).