the next act

Confession: I stole the title from the spine of NYLON. Do you guys read the spine? It's so much fun. Who writes these spines? I want to write the spines. CHEESEBALLS! (That was on another spine. EPIC.) (Oh, fun fact, the newspaper declared that "Cheeseballs" has been added to the Oxford dictionary. Along with "Bromance" and "Chillax" and "Frenemy," among others. Definitely gave my poor mother another wrinkle or two. Poor old people and these ridiculous sayings that are now deemed Scrabble-able. AT LAST WE HAVE A CHANCE OF WINNING. ex. [big old person word]? Pfft... CHILLAX? 29830 points!* chachiiiing.)

*not actually the correct calculation of points

This outfit is fresh from SALVATION ARMY. Aw yeah. There's no Salvation Army where I live, so don't you fret - I'm still a worshiper of Value Village (August 30th 50% off sale, WHAT WHAT). But, hey, this ENTIRE OUTFIT IS LITERALLY FROM SALVATION ARMY. Like aslkdjalsjd. (Yeah, it deserved some recognition in the form of scrambled letters. WHAT NOW?!)


This outfit was SO MUCH FUN TO WEAR. I kind of want to marry this blazer. (*That's So Raven Moment: future lover is walking down the aisle in this amazing blazer!*)


I don't even understand the print. Or where the person prior to my ownage would wear such a piece. But my Sibling and I have decided that if we ever have a nautical/chinese/colourful/obnoxious dress down day theme at school (*fingerscrossed*), THIS WOULD BE THE EPITOME OF SAID DAY.


Speaking of Sibling... Sibling will do her Guest Post soon! Thanks to all your pumpy comments in the earlier post. SHE IS SO PUMPED. Mostly because I'm SO PUMPED. Mostly because I'm on jet lag and that's always a good excuse for anything, riiiight?! Right.


However, to fill the void of this Sibling-less post (her looks - yes, looks (ooh!) - will be in upcoming post), I present you Cousin. If I could tag photos on blogger (which would be weird and rip-offish and, Blogger, if you are reading this, DO NOT MAKE THAT PLAUSIBLE), then THIS child (aka Cousin) (aka Molly) would be tagged as "Looks are Deceiving." She is the biggest poser EVER. Please do not be fooled by her charming looks.


And my point is proven... (she's posing with NO ASSISTANCE. I do not kid. Young Tyra? Smile with your eyes, girl!)

^^ How cute are these skinny jeans? I love when kids are too skinny to fill out their skinny jeans.

Click, clack! Because if shoes and pictures could talk, I'm confident that that is what such shoes and picture would say. (Maybe followed by an "I rawwwk!" Maybe.)

(Epic jacket - Salvation Army $8, Dress - Salvation Army $3, Shoes - Salvation Army - $7, Rings - Peru, Bracelets - Assorted)

So that is all. Oh wait! Something else! I forget where, but somewhere, I've been reading some shizzz on how Thrifting is gross and I just can't even fanthom, I do not lie, how that could be possible. I think Thrifting is the GREATEST THING EVER. Sure, someone wore it before you, but everything happens for a reason and that is why the WASHING MACHINE WAS INVENTED. Duh.

Also, how epic is it that someone wore these clothes (by "these clothes," I'm referring to thrifted clothes...) before you? Um, EPIC. They have a whole story and life before you. I'm currently trying to imagine the person that wore this blazer before me. I'm envisioning an old, fierce grandmother who held it for years... her aging hands occasionally reaching out to rub the bright colour just barely visible in the back of the closet... she strokes its soft fabric as she reminisces the times she's had in the blazer... recalling all the stories and adventures she had whilst dancing through her youth in this explosion of amazingness... until, one day, she decided to make new adventures and drop it off at her local Salvation Army...

Or, you know, something...

Thoughts on thrifting?
(Hey, if you hate it, I won't be offended. I'll only hypnotized you into liking it. Kidding. (Mostly because I'm no hypnotist...))

P.S. Congrats to my brosif HD!M on winning the giveaway! Check your email gurl - ahem, BRO! (Brosif also made me a rap video. um, DUH I FEEL AWESOME. So I, obviously, rigged the vote so she would win. Hey, I warned you! Nah, I'm totally kidding. She won because of probability and other mathematicths related thingthz... that's what happens when you make a ballin' rap video... and have the most entries and stuff... [insert math probability equation thingy to articulate said point]) YAY!