dots of polka

There are some things that are timelessly adorable: ferbies, baby cousins, snooki, joseph gordon-levitt and polka dots. And woah is me! What a coincidence! I'm wearing polka dots! I must be timelessly adorable. Slash not really. More like, OH LOOK! IT'S GRANDMA. (I love my Grandma, so this is basically the biggest compliment of my life. One I gave myself. That's normal.) Inspired by, um, also myself. Blast to the past to the Sibling and I's Grandma Shoot? This whole explanation is turning out to be a fail so I think I'll be all, "Just let the pictures speak for themselves." So, yeah. Just let the pictures speak for themselves...

AND WOAH. Is that a long skirt? Is your computer melting? Are you going blind? (Try laser eye surgery!) But at last, your computer isn't melting, nor are you going blind (unless you are then, woah I'm psychic! Also, I'm sorry. That sucks.) I bought this skirt with the intention of hemming it. I've been too lazy. My style's been feeling a little static recently (hey now, it was school. then exams. then the holidays. I suck.) so I thought it'd be fun to experiment.


I think it's mighty important to experiment with style. It's just clothes, it's just fashion. JUST HAVE FUN. You don't want to turn into a "I am a style drone. All I do is be safe." (That sentence made no sense. This is the reference. The sentence still doesn't make sense. But I thought I'd give the Office a shout out. I watched it again yesterday. I always forget how hilarious it is. I want to meet the real-life equivalent of Dwight. And Stanley. Stanley is so underrated. He's hilarious.)


Meet __________ (below). It's a hottie. With a body. KIDDING. It doesn't have a body. Or a name. (Suggestions? Please? You're all such creative creatures.) It's beautiful, for real. Took me so long to decide which one to get. I didn't want to settle, you know? It was hard. Musing over all the possibilities. Different qualities of different ones stood out. How do you choose? It's hard. After hours and hours, I chose. I need a life. (Disclaimer: It wasn't really hours and hours.)

GORGEOUS!

It was a bizarre sensation wearing this outfit today. I wore it downtown, where the awesome vintage/ thrift stores inhabit (by that, I mean there are two). I felt totally comfortable and awesome. And then I wore it to the mall. I generally despise the mall. As in always. I did today. I felt awkward in my attire. I don't know what this means. Maybe I just hate malls?

I always feel best in the more non-conforming parts of town (i.e. not the mall/school/etc). I guess it parallels to my style and outlook on life. There's something about the mall that feels really restraining and constricting. I don't like being restrained and constricted. This could be because I'm a Sagittarius. (Kidding, I don't usually play the "Astrology Card." I actually don't even know how to pronounce mine. (It sounds like a dinosaur.) But I was reading a book today. It was interesting. It said that I'm adventurous, love exploring and traveling, and hate being restrained. It made me feel good. It also said I liked sports. I laughed. Then decided Astrologies are accurate because I liked the former of the qualities. (A pick-and-choose dealio, y'know.))

P to the S...

(Blouse - Value Village $3, Skirt - Value Village $3, Blazer - Value Village $7, Brooch - the Painted Lady $25, Shoes - Vintage $35, Scarf/ Headband - Value Village $3, Belts- Thrifted $1 Each, Tights - Unknown, Jewelry - Assorted)

When/Where do you feel most comfortable in your style?
(Or am I the only one that has the case of "Oh hey, this is slightly awkward?" When in doubt, throw your head in the air and speak in a funny accent. Just because funny accents are, you know, funny.)