This morning I’m pretty sure I became someone’s story about how young queers are doomed because we have no idea of our history or our circumstances. A guy in the elevator looked me up and down, decided that if I wasn’t a lesbian, I was probably at least on the good side of the issue, and started to talk to me about something Justice Ginsberg said about skim milk. Since this happened during one section of one day of a court case the ruling of which isn’t even expected until June at the earliest, I had no clue what he was talking about. Then he tried to tell me about the differences in legal arguments between the DOMA and Prop 8 cases, and just as my eyes started to glaze over, he said his goodbyes and moved on. So, my apologies to any actual lesbians, I confess I didn’t even know the names of the two ladies who’s inheritance tax issue brought DOMA to the court’s attention. In the future I will endeavor to be better at walking around with short hair.
Blue Crochet Cowl by me, and you can buy it on my Etsy store
Hoodie made by REI
Calvin Klein Dress from Macy’s
Doc Martins from a shop that doesn’t exist anymore
I’ve had bronchitis since early October, and this is the first week where I felt better than the weeks before it. I’m still not at full, but at least I don’t seem to be on the decline anymore. As you can see, I’m very happy about it.
Brown shirt from Target
Red shirt from Target
Blue skirt from Target via the Salvation Army
Tan underskirt from Target
Smartwool socks are a gift from Ben’s mom
Brown Docs are a gift from Cheryl
Are you ready for the pants off dance off? Click here to experience the glory.
Another cold day in LA. I’m really thinking about doing this petticoat thing. My friend also suggested cutting the crotches out of my tights and long johns and seeing if that’s not a good solution. Maybe I’ll try that tomorrow
Button up shirt from the Salvation Army
Green tank from The Gap
Eyelet skirt from the thrift store
Thigh-high socks from We Love Colors (review is coming)
Docs are handed down from my friend Cheryl
This was taken right after I got home. I was hugging Ben, and had face buried in his shirt where I discovered that he smelled exactly like this gross vinegar butter sauce he puts on his pasta. So I told him he smelled like sauce and he took my picture.
Sweater vest from Target
Shirt from the Salvation Army
Wrap around skirts from a Tibetan handcraft store in Pasadena
Low-profile socks from Target
Docs are handed down from Cheryl
While we were looking at today’s photos, my sweet boyfriend Ben expressed is doubts about “the under-tit belt.” He thinks that my outfit looks better without the belt. I think the belt ads a touch of fancy, and shows off the girls. What do you guys think?
Belt from Target
Maroon tank from Old Navy
Black v-neck T from The Gap
Orange tank from Target
Patterned overskirt us actually a tube top handed down from my friend Jax’s mom
Underskirt is from Target
Socks were a gift from Ben’s mom
Doc Martin low-tops were handed down from my friend Cheryl
This is only sort of what I wore today. We ended up going to dinner at my favorite neighborhood 24 hour diner, The Kettle, and I knew it was going to be cold since it’s right next to the ocean. So I put on a few extra layers.
Hat is handmade from Peru by way of a free trade store in Corvalis, OR
Scarf is Calvin Klein from a Thrift Store
Sweater is from the Thrift Store
Blue tank is from Target
Maroon pocket T is from Target
Black and white skirt is from Target
Black skirt is from the thrift store
Leg Warmers are from Target
Docs are handed down from my friend Cheryl
I enjoy my job so much that I’m not usually a TGIFer, but this has been a long-ass week and I’m really grateful that I get a break now.
This is a visual representation of how my week has been.
“And they’re practically like this!”
Necklace is was purchased at a bead store in Newport, Oregon
Liz Claiborne sweater from the Salvation Army (new)
Button up shirt is from the Salvation Army (new)
Skirt is from Torrid
Above the knee socks are from Target
Doc Martins are hand-me downs.
Click here if you want to see my butt.
Hey guys, it’s been a terrible, gray bitchy day today. For some reason that prompted me to write several love notes to my boyfriend. Unfortunately for the rest of the world, I was done with their shit.
Anyway, I noticed that a lot of the pieces I use in my outfits over and over for came from thrift stores, and I also realized that I had considered myself too busy to go thrifting for a really long time. So last Saturday I hit the Salvation Army and came away with a nice little score for $25 bucks. So expect that some new thrift store finds will probably be showing up in my posts.
Ignore the expression, I’m just sulking about how late it is.
I bought these shoes with some money my Dad gave me for Easter in 10th grade. Best $60 I ever spent on clothes. Right here I am saying “Ben, make sure you get my shoes.”
Kerchief from the Salvation Army (new)
Sea foam green linen hoody from the Salvation Army (new)
Undershirt from The Gap
Skirt from Ross
Tights from Target
Doc Martin boots bought second hand at a small punk supply store in Glendora, Ca that no longer exists.