Saturday, April 30, 2011

this is just a love story

wearing Lorick dress, J. Crew belt + socks, Zara shoes, vintage, J. Crew, bracelets, Latico bag, costume shop sunglasses

Remember when I ran into Angie of The Hotness Your Momma Warned You About and proclaimed we would be great friends? That wasn't an idle threat. We finally got together today and made the sparks fly over Bloody Marys where we discussed, among other things: bocce ball, Pauly D, guys with tattoos, Lush hair products, the awesomeness of free food, and the difficulty of deciding what to wear in SF when the temperature breaks 70 degrees (we don't own any tank tops).

In case you don't believe that I actually made a friend, here are our Awkward Family Photos of the event. Look at us LAUGHING and being DELIGHTED by each others' company:


That, people, is genuine fondness you see. Genuine fondness and my prominent lady adam's apple. Note to self: do not throw head back when laughing. Yeeesh.

Tomorrow is forecast to be even warmer than today was, so I'm looking forward to barbecuing in our much neglected backyard and getting some sun on my Twilight skin.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

fuck yeah royal wedding!


Some of you might find it hard to believe that I am UN-ironically excited about the Royal Wedding, but I assure you my excitement is genuine. Case in point: I am about to power nap for a few hours before heading back to work to live tweet the entire event. I will be up from 1am to 6am on nothing but adrenaline (and 5 hour energy). Shit is going to be balls-to-the-walls crazy. I can't wait.

If you're up for some reason, you can watch the event live on Ustream. I'll be the one frantically pulling different feeds into the player on the homepage. See you there!

Monday, April 25, 2011

pack your saddle bags


wearing H&M sweater, J. Crew shirt, Zara pants + shoes, F21 necklace

Two new shows on my radar: Audrina (yes, ceiling eyes is back) and another piece of televised fuckery called Saddle Ranch, which as far as I can tell is about a bunch of people with Daddy Issues who work at a bar in LA with a mechanical bull and like to punch each other repeatedly. Words cannot express (at least not in the order I'd be prone to putting them) how much I love truly bad TV. And I'm not even talking so bad it's good TV. I'm talking so-bad-it's-actually-alarming-especially-if it-says-something-about-modern-society-and-holy-shit-WHAT-ABOUT-THE-CHILDREN?!?! tv. Generally, if it's raising eyebrows and setting off high alerts at the CDC (see: Jersey Shore, Teen Mom) I'm all over it.

Anyway, that has nothing to do with the sick open weave sweater I'm wearing above, but just wanted to share in case someone was taking notes. If it ever gets warm enough to wear with one of my maxi dresses (cc: Stacy) I will definitely do it. As it is, I think there's about to be a tornado outside my house, so if you'll excuse me, I must take cover.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

easter bunny


Easter egg-colored nail polishes in my basket this year. Thanks, Mom!

Also, this:

No friends, your eyes do not deceive you. That is a Peep dipped in dark chocolate. That little Peep swam through a lake of creamy chocolate all the way into my hungry belly and it was good. Must. Find. More.

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

seasonal shift


Copped a sweet loose-knit, just-waiting-to-be-snagged-on-a-hangnail-or-rogue-jewelry-clasp sweater and a pair of the Swedish Hasbeens for H&M today in a mad lunchtime rush downtown. They're ridic comfy, so I'll probably be wearing them all summer with mom jeans and colorful socks and other man repellent articles of clothing.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

straight + narrow


 wearing vintage top, Zara pants, vintage necklace, J crew bracelet, Timex watch

Got my haircut last weekend thanks to the talented Veronica Valdivia and her traveling pop-up salon. I decided I wanted to do something pseudo "edgy" without going full-on Alice Dellal (which I am not sure I'll ever be ready for) so I went for the Taylor Tomasi Hill--blunt and straight across the bottom. Oh, minus the red hair dye of course. I don't think my virgin strands are ready for that kind of commitment.

Bonus shoe porn for all you freaks:


Donna Karan shoes

Monday, April 11, 2011

utter drecktitude


J Crew sweater, shirt, and bracelet, Zara pants and shoes, vintage bag and necklace, Wayfarer sunglasses 

Please enjoy these pictures of me dancing around like a retarded roofied squirrel. If I was a contestant on America's Next Top Model (humor me) and these were my best photos of the week, I'm pretty sure Noted Fashion Photographer Nigel Barker would say I hadn't committed all the way to retarded squirrel dancing, and A.L.T. would proclaim it "pure drecktitude." Which reminds me that I resolved to use that word at least once a day in casual conversation.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

missed connections

 Images via Luxirare

Tonight I made the completely horrifying discovery that someone I know just found THE Chanel lightbulb heels at Jeremy's. And they were cheap. And they were a 37.5, which is close enough to my size that I would most certainly have squashed my unnaturally large-ish big toe into them and called it a fucking day. All I keep thinking is--I go there on my lunch break all the time. It could have been me.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

salmon pants

wearing Zara pants, J crew sweater, vintage bangle, random chain necklace worn as bracelet, J crew crystal bracelet, grandmother's ring, Made by Elves booties

It definitely wasn't the color that attracted me to these pants initially, but salmon pink is surprisingly versatile. The best part? Coming to work and having my (male) co-worker say, "Oh mannn, I just got a pair of pants in that exact same color." He wants to return them so we don't accidentally come to work as twinsies one day. I'm insulted. Who wouldn't want to look like me?

Tuesday, April 5, 2011



wearing vintage slip, Forever 21 petticoat, Steven by Steve Madden ballet flats, vintage necklace

I got suspended from school in 9th grade for wearing this slip as a dress. Then I used it for a Halloween costume one year and covered it in fake blood which miraculously came out in the wash. Now I use it for more civilized purposes, like wearing under sheer dresses. I added the Forever 21 petticoat just to give my vintage shirt dress a little extra 'Betty Draper' in the skirt. Because you can never have too much Betty Draper.

Wearing fussy underthings makes me feel all ladylike and shit.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

warming breeze...


wearing thrifted silk t-shirt, earrings handmade by my sister, random costume shop sunglasses, Gap jeans, Chuck Taylors (duh)

The boyfriend and I walked everywhere this weekend, thanks to the glorious weather. Awesome way to get exercise, but frustrating for the lack of footwear options that wouldn't leave my feet blistered and bleeding. In the end I opted for my old Chucks that actually aren't comfortable at all. I would have been better off in a low, sensible heel.

Anyhoo, we went to our favorite breakfast spot about 2 miles away from my apartment called St. Francis Fountain. They have this super amazing veggie hash thing with vegan Chorizo, eggs, potatoes, cheese, and sour cream that I can never finish but always try to anyway. The place has been around since the 60s and still retains a lot of it's old-world soda fountain charm, except for the fact that the staff is entirely tattooed and un-showered. A modern twist, I guess.


Possibly the coolest thing that's ever happened to me (well, besides discovering Coconut water) occurred last week--I had a completely unexpected run-in with one of my favorite bloggers, Angie of The Hotness Your Mama Warned You About. Apparently we share a mutual love of the Rib Whip food truck in addition to our devastatingly on-point analysis of Youtube videos. Without skipping a beat, we both gave each other a hug, and contrary to what she claims, it was NOT in the least bit awkward. I mean, I don't think she felt my lady boner, so we should be cool...

Angie, you are rad. And We are going to be friends.