lazy labor day

I didn't do much this weekend, just slept in, ran errands, did laundry, and cleaned. You have no idea how happy I am to have tomorrow off. I'll probably spend the day watching television and finishing my Gunter Grass memoir.

Just something casual. Nothing too fancy. The necklace is actually one of those tacky hip belts circa early 00's. You know, the ones you clip from your front side to your backside, so it covers only half of your body? Nice to know that some of your youthful mistakes can be rectified.

P.S. I caved in my shopping ban and bought these adorable wedges from H&M. But no more. I swear.





top. American Apparel. shorts. Express. shoes. H&M. necklace. Bebe.

waiting for the rain

I have the worst luck with umbrellas. When I was in England, I lost a total of 4 umbrellas. Well, lost 3 and broke 1. I've given up on keeping an umbrella for more than 3 months.

P.S. I have five invitations for Phiary. Leave me a message with your email address if you want me to send you one.




shirt. Club Monaco. skirt. American Apparel. sweater. Uniqlo. tights. Korea. bag. Gucci. scarf. Alexander Wang.

"goddammit"

That is a word I've been using a lot lately.

Today, I came home and found a package. Usually, this makes me excited. I love mail. And packages. But when I opened it up, I found the Sass & Bide black rat leggings I ordered in January in a moment of pure lunacy/brilliance (take your pick).

In January, I should also mention that my goal for Fall '08 was to look like a vampire. I'm pretty sure I would be asked to leave (and possibly never come back) if I were to show up to work in my black rats, frilly white blouse (Edwardian style), leather jacket, white powder skin, and deep red lips. All right, that is an exaggeration.

But the rats have got to go. I've stuck them up on Ebay, hoping to break even. They are quite beautiful, which makes it even harder to let go. But I seriously cannot wear them (or afford them) right now.

Besides, now I want to look like an Acne/Isabel Marant posterchild for the winter.

the a-z's

A is for age: 2-?
B is for booze of choice: Chimay White
C is for career: legal
D is for your dad's name: Phillip
E is for essential items to bring to a party: a bottle of Andre and fun dance music
F is for favourite song at the moment: "Calabria" by Enur
G is for favourite game: Mafia
H is for home town: Atlanta
I is for instruments you play: piano, clarinet (but now I can only play chopsticks and Danny Boy)
J is for jam or jelly you like: strawberry preserves
K is for kids: I believe in birth control.
L is for living arrangements: a house?
M is for mother's name: Helena
N is for name of your crush: excluding celebrities?
O is for overnight hospital stays: never
P is for phobias: bugs
Q is for quotes you like: "Always do sober what you said you would do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut." - Ernest Hemingway
R is for relationship that lasted the longest: one night. hahaha
S is for sartorial style: Edie Sedgwick
T is for time you wake up: 7 on weekdays, before 10 on weekends (usually)
U is for underwear: Victoria's Secret or Maru
V is for vegetables you love: okra, artichoke, snow peas
W is for weekend plans: going to Athens for to celebrate Labor Day Weekend.
X is for x-rays you've had: 0
Y is for yummy food you make: I can't cook because I have trouble following directions.
Z is for zodiac sign: Cancer.

what can go wrong, will go wrong.

Sorry for the lack of updates. My life has been feeling like a continuous version of Murphy's law lately. Everything this week has pretty much fallen apart, including myself. As Friday comes closer, I'm slowly starting to repair myself both mentally and physically. So glad the weekend is almost here.

I wore this on Wednesday. A bit grey because my GBF left me for San Francisco. It's only fitting, I suppose, but he's been like my best friend lately. I hope to finish off the roll in my Holga this weekend. I'm so curious to see how the pictures turned out.

pink dress. Club Monaco. grey dress. Jenni Kayne. belt. Nordstrom. shoes. Dolce Vita.

trying fun on a budget

Because of my recent financial situation, I've been trying to come up with budget friendly ways to keep myself occupied (and not thinking about shopping). Last weekend, I discovered an old 35mm film camera in a dusty bureau. So on Saturday, I took it out for a test run to the Botanical Gardens.

The last time I used a traditional film camera was close to 8 years ago. Please excuse the overexposed/underexposed/out of focus shots. I'm still in the process of figuring it all out, getting used to aperture and focusing.

fall comes with a tight budget

I've recently financed away my next four paychecks for what could be the most extravagant purchase I've ever made. As a result, I have ZERO funds for a fall wardrobe. (Or what I do have, I've already spent on pre-orders. Dammit! Does anyone else have serious budgeting woes like I do?)

Of course this a huge disappointment as La Garconne has just started receiving their fall merchandise, which is absolutely STUNNING. I've picked out a few pieces, which I will be enviously coveting as I drool over my work computer.




Top (L to R): Zucca Cotton Organdee Short Sleeve Sweater. Zucca Nylon Taffeta Dress. Rag & Bone Double Breast Blazer.

Bottom (L to R): Vivienne Westwood Anglomania Nymph Skirt. Golden Goose Charlyle Boots. Preen Envelope Skirt

what's yo number, baby?

Every now and then, I am absolutely floored by a street style picture of a man. It happens maybe once every six months or so. (Yes, I am that picky.)

When I saw this man on The Sartorialist today, my mouth literally hung open. He looks absolutely perfect. I love it all. The shorts, the jacket, the shoes, the sunglasses, even that Louis Vuitton planner (I HATE Louis Vuitton monograms). I want it all. God, why can't men who look like this not be gay or not be an asshole?

On days like this, I am reminded of the fact the world is not fair.

source: The Sartorialist

nothing but some frill

I was meaning to post this up over the weekend, but things just kept happening to me everytime I would set aside time to blog. Murphy's law, I tell you. I don't know who Murphy is, but he's a real bitch.

I got the top at Drew Lewis, and it's by a new Atlanta label called Costume Party, which is designed by Jennie Phillipoff. Aside from that, I know nothing else about the line or the designer. I have really come to love this top as it's so workable with many different things. I have a black silk slip that I like to wear under it, but it works with jeans, too. The only thing I don't like is that the bow that you wrap around your waist is made out of grossgrain, and the edges weren't secured against unraveling itself. Unfortunately, I stuck a light to it during the Murphy's law week which has singed a part of it. Thank god it's black so no one can tell.

P.S. I just noticed that the Asian Cajuns blogged about it, too!

top. Costume Party. tank. James Perse. jeans. Cheap Monday.