magnolia

Knitted Dove dress from Shop Peppermint, Five Below sunglasses, Target socks, and BCBG sandals.

Every spring, I try to take at least one blog post in front of some flowering tree. This time I was lucky enough to get a few photos in front of this gorgeous magnolia tree that's across the street from my store. While doing a little Googling about Magnolia's I found something interesting. They have found fossilized blossoms from 20 million years ago and think Magnolia trees are as old as 90 million years. They are truly an ancient tree.

Enough with fact sharing time, it's time to talk about this dress. I am so in love with it. Of course Shop Peppermint is amazing and this is just one of the many amazing dresses to come from this store. If I had more money I'm sure half my closet would be filled with owner Tanvi's designs. We are so lucky to have Tanvi here. Her store is just incredible and I admire her so much.  Click here to check out her online store.
On this particular day, we actually wore the same dress! It was so funny.
Here's a pic:

I hope you are having a wonderful week! I'll leave you with a little something that makes me chuckle.

rebirth

Thrifted dress, years old Old Navy blazer, gifted purse, and Ferragamo flats.

I snapped these photos with my little point and shoot two weeks ago before all the trees came back to life. In a week and a half everything's bloomed and it's finally starting to feel like spring.
This was the start of setting my legs free from pants and tights. I don't think I've worn tights since this day and it was pretty liberating. Is it even more liberating or lazy if I haven't shaved my legs?
I've had this blazer since I was in high school. Seriously, it's been in the back of my closet for 8 years. I was a pop-punk/emo chick back then, so the metallic gold kind of interfered with my all black look. Now that I'm older, I'm glad I kept it. I really dig it.

A week and a half ago I had a one year celebration for my business! I was super busy and then took a week off from blogging and YouTubing. I just needed some time to collect myself. Now that the weather is nicer, I'm actually excited to document more outfits. It's the only time of the year where I can wear my massive collection of dresses. Dresses make everything so much easier.

In a couple weeks I'll be selling some of my old clothes/vintage wear at the Bloggers Closet Yard Sale! If you live in Rochester, you should come. The lovely Jennifer at Flower City Fashionista put it together. Check out the Facebook event for the details!

these boots are gonna walk all over you

M Missoni sweater dress, thrifted turtleneck, Target tights, and vintage 60's go-go boots

As you can tell by my outfit, it hasn't warmed up here at all. I'm still donning tights and boots while I wait for everything to thaw. Honestly though, I've been dying to wear these boots. When I first started to get into vintage, I never really cared for vintage footwear. These days, I can't get enough. I'm so lucky to have found a pair of go-go boots in my size! Everything about them is perfect. The soft leather, the square toe and the lacing up the side. I feel like Nancy Sinatra should pop out and start singing.

Fun fact: in the 1960's the concept of the fashion boot was revolutionary. Women only wore boots during bad weather or for riding. With the introduction of the Go-Go and Chelsea styles, fashion boots skyrocketed to mainstream success. Since then boots have been a staple in every woman's wardrobe. I love learning about vintage fashion so much. I could seriously write a Wikipedia page with my knowledge.

I'm pretty bummed about the weather, I'm sure everyone who lives here is. The leaves haven't even started to bloom yet. Flowers are just barely peeking out of the ground. It's affected me and my outfits. I haven't been at the top of my game lately. I hope the weather is better wherever you live and if you live here, I hope you're coping better than I am.

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raven hair and ruby lips, sparks fly from her fingertips

Target dress, tights and boots, and Forever 21 hat.

I've had these photos since last week but unfortunately a few stressful days have put them on the back burner.
I've said this before, but sometimes there is something magical about wearing all black. It comforts me. Maybe it's because I prefer to wear my dark side on my sleeve (literally), than to keep it tucked away.
I found this dress at Target when I wasn't looking for any clothing. I couldn't pass it up. It's the epitome of my perfect little black dress. A little gothic and a little girly. It reminded me of American Horror Story: Coven or just witches in general.

The hat was a last minute decision, but it ended up being hard to wear. Every time the wind picked up the hat almost blew away!
Here's a bonus jonas photo of that:


I hope you're having a better week than I am. I'm actually excited for some cooler temperatures so I can wear my sweater dresses that have been locked away!

you can be a hero, not a rock n roll zero

Kohl's Vera Wang Princess sweater, thrifted Olsenboye dress, vintage 1900's necklace, and Betsey Johnson platforms.

I have been patiently waiting for about six months to wear this dress. I bought it a long while ago for 60 cents, I shit you not. Last week it was finally warm enough to wear it! But as a result of sitting in my closet waiting, it got all wrinkled! Oh well, you win some and lose some.

The only way anyone could possibly use the word "tall" when describing me is when I wear these platforms. They have been one of my favorites for years now and not just because they make me a little taller. They are probably the most impractical footwear for a girl who walks around like a baby colt in flats. It's okay - if you see me fall, you can laugh. The platform on these are not all black like these photos would have you believe. Here's a better pic:


Funny little side story I'll share with you. It's pretty stupid, so click away now!  Looking at these photos, I realized the skin on my legs is still messed up (you probably can't tell but I can) from almost two years ago.
That was when Brian and our close friend decided to go hiking in a park we'd never been to before. It was getting dark and the boys (can't let them do anything) decided it would be faster if we cut through the woods. Google Maps indicated a clearing not that far from where we were. After 15 minutes, it became clear there wasn't an easy way and mud started to stick to our shoes. Soon the mud was up to our knees and razor grass was sticking to our legs and ripping the skin open (I had jean shorts on that were pretty small and clearly was suffering the most). After about 45 minutes, lots of compass wielding, and angry grunts, we reached the clearing. Which was NOT A CLEARING AT ALL. It was a mother effing swamp. Obviously disgruntled and fumbling in the dark, we slumped against a tree to regroup. We decided to call the cops, who informed us that they couldn't do anything because we were smack in the middle of the woods. They couldn't call for us or easily send someone in to help. I proceeded to drop my phone in the disgusting swamp gunk and almost didn't recover it. Dan (our friend) decided it would be best to just follow the compass in one direction until we reached the end of the woods. It was the only thing we could do. He led us, while Brian and I screamed at each other (poor Dan). It was not my best moment, but my legs were being ripped apart by razor grass.
We ended up getting out of the death woods and almost cried when we did. A cop was nice enough to find us and drive us back to our cars which ended up being 7 MILES AWAY from where we ended up.
Afterward, I bought 3 packs of Hostess Orange Cupcakes (before they went under) and binge ate them while sitting in a ball. We also took super long showers and started vacantly all night while contemplating what the hell we were doing with our lives. The cuts I got from that night were absolutely horrific and people would stop me on the street and asked what happened. I've never been embarrassed to say it, but it definitely makes me look stupid. That's because it was stupid.
Moral of this story: don't let boys convince you that a dumb idea is a good one.

Goodness. I hope you enjoyed that and if you didn't, here is a song by an amazing fictional band:

geometric

Vintage 1950's dress, vintage 40's necklace that belonged to my grandmother, hand me down belt, and vintage Ferragamo flats.

I took these self portraits during some downtime at work with my little old point and shoot. I used it for 3 years on this blog. I missed it a little - it does take some decent photos. It's just much easier to manage self-shots with than my DSLR.

I'm obsessed with this dress. I love everything about it. I especially love that it's just see-through enough to have to wear a slip underneath. I think slips should make a comeback. They're just like a little piece of everyday luxury, like a little secret to keep for yourself. Maybe I'm reading into it too much, but that's what I do. I overanalyze until it kills me.

Lastly, this little man-belt has been the best accessory of my lifetime. I have a matching one in brown and they actually used to be Brian's. I've worn it on the blog numerous times and even more time off the blog. I love bringing a touch of man to an otherwise girly outfit.

My funny bone seems a little worn down at the moment so I'm sorry if this post was pretty boring. I'm still recovering from a busy, busy March! I hope you're having a great week!