A Little 20's Magic

Junior year is EXACTLY what everyone said it would be constitutes my petty excuse for my 2-week absence. But now that I'm bemoaning my existence lying in bed with fever and chills, I might as well be productive. I am also bemoaning my over usage of the word bemoan (Getting it out of my system, 'murdering my darlings' as Sir Arthur Quiller-Couch advised).

I realize I owe you the Masquerade post - which went beautifully, by the way, but seeing as my reasoning is impaired at the moment, I will skip ahead to the events of this past Saturday.

I and a few of my friends careened into Green Hills Mall on a wonderful Saturday afternoon as part of a support team. My best guy friend was getting his ears poked by needles and I was torn apart by conflicting emotions. I snapped a few incriminating pictures of him hugging the bear that all little girls getting their ears pierced at Claire's get to hold. Blackmail? I think yes!

As for the outfit, truth be told I am sick of summer and the sweltering weather it includes. Decided I was in dire need of some autumn hues and a touch of the '20s. Dress for the job you want, not the one you have. I think the same thing applies for seasons?

And as usual, my darling artistically-gifted friend Faith snapped most of the pictures.

 Hijacking the Tailoring Station in the Men's Fitting Rooms:

 

Followed by couch-jacking and other shenanigans :

 I found a turtle!

 Jazz....Booze...Boys....It's a dangerous combination.

It's 1923...and anything goes!

(I wish)

Props if you recognized the back cover summary of one of my favorite modern book series - The Flappers.

Even more props if you're ardently awaiting to read the next installment, Ingenue :

Bobbed hair. Short skirts. Cool jazz. Dark speakeasy. Anything goes.

 

Dress - American Eagle

Shoes - Gianni Bini

Purse - gift from Argentina

Cloche - Target

Glass necklace - gift 

I have a gnawing suspicion that I was born in the wrong decade/century.

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La vie est fleurie

School has officially started and I will henceforth be buried under tons of work. Decided to celebrate the last of summer by donning this flowery too-short-for-school-dresscode skirt...to go back-to-school shopping! Amidst the binders and notebooks, picked up some intellectual reading in the guise of the latest Glamour and InStyle (hahahaha!). Incorporated a bit of vintage - sheer shirt was my mom's from the '90s which she brought over with her from Russia. And the '90s are making a comeback, if TeenVogue is to be believed.

The title is inspired by my Le Petit Prince - my latest favorite novel, even though I did have to read it over the summer. En francais. It's just one of those sad, sweet novels that are perfect for both adults and children. I recommend. <3

Polo - Aeropostale

Sheer top - Vintage from mom

Skirt - Express

Shoes - Steve Madden

Necklace - Macy's

Bag - Kathy van Zeeland

P.S: The masquerade is in....6 days! And I've got my dress and mask...Cinderella's accessories and shoes will wait 'till Wednesday!

In Purest Tones

Took a turn picking out children's books at the library for my little bro yesterday afternoon, decided not to let the opportunity to be gawked at by old ladies and gentlemen pass me by.  And gawked at I was indeed, Southern suburbia never fails.

Due to a mountain of summer work, I have recently allowed myself to be lulled into the addicting security of my home clothes. I  realized I would have to raise myself out of this pj/t shirt/boxer short - filled rut by creating a few waves...or making a few buns. My inspirations? Mickey Mouse, Princess Leia, and Natalie Liao of La Vagabond Dame :

On a slightly less positive note, I begin my scariest year of high school ever this Thursday and as the First Commandment of All High School Students mandates, "Thou shalt procrastinate until the very last your summer work" which basically sums up my situation right now. My powers of evasion and denial are exemplary, though- have planned myself a little distraction today in the form of an old college friend stopping by for tea.

If I can't come to the world, the world will have to come to me. I'm quite sure someone famous said that, or maybe I just made it up.

 

Cardigan - Express

Lilac tank - American Eagle

Eyelet skirt - American Eagle

Bag - Olivia + Joy

Sandals - MADISON

Velvet ribbon - Michael's

Earrings - gift

Belt - Express

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And to all a good day

I feel like I'm cheating a bit since this is not an outfit post. However, it does include dreams, happiness and other such things that can be bought at the Mall. I jest of course, but when you have been actively seeking an adorable pair of black Oxfords for several months to no avail, bordering on desperation - the feeling you get when you come into possession of such a pair can only be described as happiness.(P.S: They even smell like leather....)

Here are my immaculate darlings and I cannot wait to wear them with...EVERYTHING.

 

 

Oxfords - Nine West

On a more beauty-related note, I have tired of bright neon nail polish and dark, sultry shades a la Vamp and so at the slightest chance decided to buy the prettiest pastel shades. My current favorite novel, The Adventures and Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes may or may not have to do with my choice of nail polish (think late Victorian tea parties). 

Fiji and Lilacism c/o of Essie:

 

I love the lilac shade so much I've even included a picture of my feet (Quelle horreur!)

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