hot, hot, hot heat

words aren't sufficient for explaining the supremely wet, hotness of august in florida. an absolute sauna!! every square inch of skin that is touched by clothing begins screaming for air within two seconds of stepping outside. since nudity isn't an option, i wore the most lightweight thing in my closet for a saturday spent running around, thrifting and eating cuban food. couldn't resist wearing my new harrison wedges that arrived in the mail last week, though. heat stroke is beauty?

romper, belt and rosary, thrifted. harrison wedges, jeffrey campbell.

pink pant(her)!

a few shots snapped last night before heading to the bricks for rye and ginger beers, along with excessively competitive games of connect 4. these pants may be my new favorite piece of clothing. the fit has such an insouciant, masculine-ish feel, but the blush color softens things just enough..

everything i'm wearing, thrifted. except shoes, f21. super magic hairdo, tony gonzalez hair wizard.

eternal summer

as hard as i've been dreaming of autumn... of boots, of pants and LAYERING (!)... florida is eons away from making my dreams come true. a few nights ago, in a move that displayed my seasonal denial, i wore jeans out to dinner in ybor. the amount of sweating and lightheadedness that accompanied my wardrobe choice forced me to realize that i'd better not attempt any real leg coverage for at least another month. deep sigh. this is me resigning myself to the temperature while frolicking in the park at night!

dress, urban outfitters. shoes, chuck taylor.

saturday

found this sweet little gown at the thrift store today. 

your dior

just finished flipping through the september 2011 harper's bazaar (super titillating, as i'm currently longing for fall). i have to say that as visually stimulating as modern fashion campaigns are, for some reason i was hit with a bit of nostalgia today. next thing you know i'm googling at lightning fast speed in search of images from the "your dior" ads, shot by chris von wangenheim in the late 70's. this has to be one of my favorite campaigns of all time. remember, no photoshop back in this day and age! not to mention, when's the last time you saw someone firing a gun in a sunglasses ad? 



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suck it, trebek!

tuesday night tub.

 

 

 

 

crossed wife beater, diy. denim cutoffs, thrifted levi.

fall 2011 rodarte for o.c.

my first look at rodarte's fall collection for opening ceremony set my heart a-flutter. here are a few of my favorites:

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sick style

i've spent the past few days being ravaged by an aching, feverish, mucous-y flu that's been going around in these parts. being super sick in the middle of summertime in florida is enough to make any sound minded person go mad, but i've managed to stay barely afloat thanks to generic nyquil, tons of hot tea and the company of my boyfriend, josh, who's also sick. i realized while slumming it at home that i have amassed  quite the collection of vintage night gowns and lounging clothes in general, and i've decided that lying around in cute things is sure to speed the healing process. laugh if you want. here are a couple of the gems i've been sickin' it up in, shot while quite bored, on the old macbook with photo booth. ignore my deathly pallor! 

everything thrifted. err well, except the medicine and tea!

mania mania mania mania!

 MORE mania mania: these are a few of my favorites from the latest collection, RÊVE. they make me feel  the same sort of feeling one would get from a new love interest... insides tingling, hands a little shaky, shallow breathing. take me!

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hot day, hotter caterpillar.

found this shift for $2.00 at the thrift store, and want to live in it until summer is over. i wore it over to my mom's for a little bar-b-que, and she said that it reminds her of the dresses her mom used to wear all the time when she was a kid. also found (well, josh found) the giant caterpillar at the bottom chomping away at my mom's pepper plant in the back yard! holy hot, huge, green insect!!

vintage shift, thrifted. litas. caterpillar photo, greg matherly : )))

the good clothes hanger

 lisa fonssagrives: dancer, supermodel, sculptor and wife of irving penn, to boot. isn't she one of the most graceful things you ever saw?

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bells and brows

a little old lady working at a spa in the mall once told me, as she was threading my eyebrows, "they're sisters, honey, not twins". i guess she thought i needed consolation over their incongruence? 

shirt, h&m. bells, american gold. litas, jeffrey campbell. stone bolero, thrifted. black cross, f21.  headpiece, ashaloo.