Monday, February 27, 2012

Heralds of Spring

The first whiff of sunshine and flowers in the wind has brought an increase in class note doodles, whimsical daydreams, and girls busting out their florals. Guilty as charged. Granted I was praying for sunshine and acceptable weather so I could don my new silky dress. I have never been a fan of florals, but this kensie version was such a cool, classy take on a romantic staple that I just couldn't resist.

A wonderful day spent in the company of an old friend I hadn't seen in a while. Our quest for the perfect lighting and excellent surroundings led us to an old textile mill and the site of the Steeplechase, of all places. I felt much more adventurous when not wearing my 4-inch pumps. If you'd like to follow the order of events - the lighting started out bright on our Steeplechase promenade and ended in the golden tones of sunset at the old textile mill.
And to meet the photographer, who has already made an appearance:
These are the products of a joyride and a Sonic-infested diet.

Dress - kensie
Flats - Gianni Bini
Hat - Target
 Bracelets - World Market
Ring - Arden B.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Lady of the Lake

My obsession with taking creative, quality pictures has led me to situations both dangerous and wild. Yesterday, teetering along on my 4 inch heels, I, the picture of trusting innocence, followed my friend to a 'really cool place by the lake/river(whatever it is)'. Squeals and near-death experiences awaited me as at times I had to be carried down steep pathways (read: muddy and not good for 4-inch heels). Only serves as another reminder as to why Mother Nature and I don't talk often.

My friend was right - it was a beautiful, neglected place and the tentative sunset tinged the water.

I emerged a lady of the lake! Resplendent, if shivering, in light cream fabric (I think we see a trend - my obsession with cream and black) was all very otherworld-esque.
What have I been doing with my life previously? What kind of self-respecting (Victorian slave?) lacks a pocket watch? Never mind the fact that I can hardly tell time, I feel like I've been cheated out of 16 years of my life. And now I want MORE. Got it from THE most hipster store Pangaea - you pay for the atmosphere and the occasional sighting of a hipster in his or her native habitat. 
Blouse - Guess
Skirt - Express
Belt - Express
Bag - Olivia + Joy
Heels - Kelly & Katie
Pocket watch necklace - Pangaea

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Bohemian Sunshine

An alternative title could be : Flirtatious Pumps - just look at the coy little bows on my new kelly&katies! Black pumps are the Holy Grail of all basic wardrobe building and I am ashamed to say I just got mine. However, not only did they comprise part I of my "How to Walk in Heels and Not Die" training, they also reinvented my spring dress for the period of 2-3 weeks of disproportionately brumal weather we Nashvillians call Winter.
More action with my 'baby' today - playing around with aperture and shutter speed.

Perhaps it's the pocket watch necklace I bought, but I'm feeling like a very attractive vagabond Victorian gentleman. Or like a ragamuffin, which is how I'm dressed. Let's affirm : The only thing that can make a man more attractive than Armani Code is a pocket watch. One that he must obnoxiously take out all the time because he just needs to know what time it is (or more like show it off to attract the ladies).

Not let me go teeter off to some dilapidated cafe where I discuss radical political philosophies while partaking of absinthe in the company of fellow genius artists. Like the wannabe Bohemian I am. 
Dress - American Eagle
Top - kensie
Bag - Olivia + Joy
Jacket -Macy's
Shoes - kelly & katie
Pocket watch necklace (I cheated, I know) - Pangaea