the rest of our lives

After posing for outfit photos in the middle of a street, I was feeling like a pretty legit blogger. Until my brother showed me his haute couture slouch.

I'VE GOT NOTHING ON HIM, GUYS.

Anyway, I wore this for my cousin's college graduation. This is what my architect uncle/violinist aunt's house looks like:

And here's the belt I borrowed from my other aunt:

Round-frame sunglasses: Claire's. Jacket: mother's. Tote bag: J. Crew outlet. Dress: Ross. Belt: aunt's, borrowed. Socks: Nordstrom. Sandals: Miz Mooz.

long beach is long

Wore to frolic at Long Beach (and by frolic I mean walk with a bunch of old people and surreptitiously check out the lone shirtless guy who was (thankfully?) far enough away to seem fairly attractive) aka my suitcase is already running out of clothes I can wear.

Now why don't our beaches look this clean?

Jacket: mother's. V-neck: Hanes. Jeans: mother's + scissors. Tights: generic. Socks: Target. Sandals: Miz Mooz.

floor ill

I forgot how to apply dark lipstick evenly. HELP. I need to regain my vampire status because I feel too much like a hipster and not enough like a BA(IDGAF)MF in my little floral dress, which is NEVER GOOD! My fear of unoriginality must spring from the deep-rooted truth that I am unoriginal!

Dammit.

Just flashin' my undershorts. Hey there.

Sunglasses: Forever21. Jacket: mother's. Tote bag: J. Crew outlet. Little floral dress: GAP, secondhand. Socks: SockDreams. Shoes: Kork-Ease.

giveaway: shabby apple!

Attention U. S. readers! Shabby Apple has kindly offered to host a giveaway for your pick of a dress from this generous list:

• Tuxedo III (the description includes the word "chocolaty," so yes, this dress is necessary)
  
• Barefoot in the Park (à la Neil Simon)
  
• Pretty in Pink (Neil Simon in pink)
• Duck Beach (because who doesn't love a red dress?)
  
• Anchors Away (double breasted! Peter Pan collar!)
  
• Nine to Five (has a neck tie-bow-thing. End of story.)
  
• Baja (stripe stripe stripe)
• Circo (red stripe stripe stripe)

aaand my personal favorites, La Tour Eiffel/Oh La La:

and the Five to Nine:

How do you win, you ask? At or before 11:59 PM (PST) of Friday, July 9, 2010, do at least one of the following:

A) Visit shabbyapple.com and pick out your favorite dress. Leave the name of it and why you like it in a comment on this post, along with an email address at which you can be contacted,

OR, you can...

B) Follow the shabby apple blog, an apple a day... and leave a comment on this post saying that you have done so, along with an email address at which you can be contacted.

(Of course, you could do both, but it's still only one entry per person!)

The winner will be selected randomly soon after July 9th and will be notified by email. There will also be a post on the front page of this blog.

You know the rules... Go forth and browse!

(P. S. Readers, enter "Fazed-girl10off" for 10% off any order at Shabby Apple, good until July 27, 2010!)

pilot, can you help me?

AIRPLANE ATTIRE!

Notes to the world:

1. If you're going to pass through a metal detector at airport security, it would be wise to plan ahead and NOT insert half a pack of bobby pins in your hair that morning, leading to the TSA man asking if you are wearing any belts or carrying a cell phone, or if you have any metal on your person, followed by you looking down at your atrocity of a sweater which has beading and metallic thread and sequins and offering, "Maybe my sweater?" and looking up to see the TSA man's lone cocked eyebrow, before realizing, "Oh! I have a lot of bobby pins in my hair," followed by "Oh! You do. Well. If you don't want to take your hair down we can just bring you over here to get patted down," followed by you being led to a clear cell and being publicly patted down by a TSA lady.


2. My male flight attendant totally said "That's a nice sweater," as I exited the plane.


3. This post at cuffington saved my feet because I Scotch taped my heels and then LOOK MA, NO BLOOD! (No, really, there was blood last time I wore my Kork-Ease flats. This leather is going to take a while to soften.)
   

Sunglasses: Forever21. Green t-shirt: shirt.woot!, gift. Shorts: GAP, mother's + scissors. Tights: generic. Socks: no idea. Sandals: Miz Mooz. Flats: Kork-Ease. Sweater abomination: aunt's, hand-me-down.

psa: CRAZY PILLS

Dear 2.5 readers,

I feel like I'm taking crazy pills

am currently taking two notoriously difficult courses for summer school aka I WILL HAVE NO LIFE AND MAYBE NO OUTFITS (?) FOR THE NEXT EIGHT WEEKS.

But I do have a giveaway for you, coming up in a few days.

I try not to apologize for not blogging, because it's really supposed to be something for me, but this is not just an announcement. This is definitely an apology. I am sorry, 2.5 readers.

(Although this high-school-esque level of mental busyness means I'm thinking of adopting a uniform for the summer, which is definitely sartorially interesting...)

Anyway, I have a couple more scheduled posts, but after those, you can catch me on tumblr or twitter if you feel so compelled.

If I don't drop my summer classes... see you on the other side.

fate steps in and sees you through

MY GRAY THIGH-HIGH DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE. Today I am thankful that SockDreams miraculously had extra pairs of their Super Basics in a charcoal small lying around in their warehouse.

They stay up REALLY well. And go higher than the bottom hem of my underskirt shorts. That is how long they are. STUPENDOUS! BEFUDDLING! BAMBOOZLING!

I also bought these little socks to wear this summer with bare legs so I can stop borrowing my mom's socks:

Basically,

I also bought this from Ross for $5.50:

Awful? Awesome? Both? YOU KNOW IT.

this post is a horcrux

"You'd think killing people would make them like you.

But it doesn't.

It just makes them dead."

- Voldy from A Very Potter Musical

Remember, kids. Make love, not horcruxes.

For SUB CENTER! followed by lone wolf writing at Yerba Buena followed by catching up and not crying at Union Square.

Cardigan: Uniqlo. Bag: London Fog via ideeli. T-shirt: Target + DIY. Ring: gift from yellow. Jeans: Levi's. Shoes: Harajuku Lovers.

ghastly

Because taking photographs after sundown is unwise, and because I really like Jessie. And TK!

I am frightening. This sweater is also frightening. In case you missed it the first time around, this abomination of a sweater features...

• dolman sleeves
• shoulder pads
• faux fur
• metallic embroidery
• quilting
• beading
• sequins
  

I'm in love.

Abomination of a sweater: hand-me-down, aunt's. Jeans: Levi's. Lace-up boots: Steven by Steve Madden.

purple prose

I believe Ling-Ling introduced me to the term "purple prose" in describing one unfortunate ex-suitor's writing style so many years ago. It was pretty bad, though. Overtly, overly decorative and with all these convoluted, unnecessary flourishes. Sort of like this necklace that is "so tacky it's cool."

Purple cardigan: Uniqlo. Gray thermal top: Old Navy courtesy of M80. Necklace: SoGood Jewelry. Black tiered miniskirt: secondhand, gift. Purple tights: H&M. Plaid shoes: Keds.