Showing posts with label urban outfitters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label urban outfitters. Show all posts

Monday, February 24, 2014

Ezra Koenig told me to be proud of my selfies

In the world of the gratuitous selfie it seems that capturing photos of oneself has become "pretentious" or "self-absorbed." I would tend to disagree; what is there to be ashamed of in capturing a moment, a shutter click of my life. If red lips and a couple inches of unconcealed skin makes me feel beautiful, I am going to feel that way and I'm going to strut and yes - I am going to take a photo of myself in a full length mirror. 

         

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Harem Pants & Flowers

"MY STYLE — IT’S BLACK, AND IT’S EXPENSIVE." --matt healy



"I WANT TO HAVE MORE SEX, TRAVEL MORE, DRINK MORE WINE AND LOVE LIFE." --Zoe saldana


You know those days when you wake up and are not sure if what's on your head is hair or a giant mass of stringy straw? I like to take those bad hair days and make them seem intentional. With my short hair finally able to get into a little ballet bun, this style makes for a sleek and quick fix to messy hair. Accent it with red lips, bronze blush high on the cheek bones and a chunky earring and you've got yourself a look! 



"I KNOW PRETTY MUCH WHAT I LIKE AND DISLIKE; BUT PLEASE, DON’T ASK ME WHO I AM." --sylvia plath


This beautiful long cut sweater is perfect for almost any outfit. It flatters forearms and balances the inch of revealed skin (and belly ring) from the floral crop top. When the sweater comes off, the best thing about this crop top is the elegantly cut back. 



The sun simply wouldn't allow me to take any better of photos....but I'm in love with these black cotton harem pants. I balanced their billow with some black suede booties. 


Monday, January 20, 2014

Wide Eyed & On My Way


"BE CRUMBLED.
SO WILD FLOWERS WILL COME UP WHERE YOU ARE.
YOU HAVE BEEN STONY FOR TOO MANY YEARS.
TRY SOMETHING DIFFERENT. 
SURRENDER." --Rumi



It's safe to say that with January a death and darkness has seeped into my life. It's safe to say that some terrible and negative things have been effecting me every second of every day. It is also safe to say that I am doing everything I can to cleanse myself spiritually, love who I am and be happy. For me, part of that is leaving the house feeling powerful (like I could kill a man) and leather and creepers will always do that for me. 

TUK Mondo Creepers-- Black Suede


On My Way
By: Dana Alsamsam

why is it
that I love you most
at my darkest moments?

why do my fingers ache
after I write you
out of me?

why does my brain tell me
that all the answers are written
on your heart in braille?

I don't have to touch it to know
that the answers lie not
within you, 
but within myself. 

all I have to do
is let the sun shine through my chest
run through every vein
and begin searching

I am wide-eyed 
and on my way.



"I’LL STOP WEARING BLACK WHEN THEY MAKE A DARKER COLOR." --Wednesday addams


Nixon Watch, The Kensington-- Rose Gold 



Leather Jacket- H&M, Black Sweater- H&M, High Waisted Floral Skirt- Urban Outfitters, Leg Warmers- Discount Dancewear

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Stripes!


 "love will tear us apart" --Joy Division
With holiday break comes abandoning the beautiful city of Chicago that I call home and exchanging it for my old (but delightful) bedroom back home in the suburbs. The positives are catching up with friends and spending time with family, listening to old school punk and writing lots of poetry.













I'm absolutely in love with these new suede heeled booties from ModCloth; they're comfortable and versatile. I've hardly gone a day without them since they came in! This outfit also consists of my essential high waisted black cigarette jeans from Urban Outfitters and a thrifted, striped crop top. 
A New Kind of Record
by: Dana Alsamsam

my swiveling fingers
get caught in the needle
of my record player
that sort of looks like a suitcase
and my body stretches, 
runs itself around
at 120 beats per minute
until I have melted and morphed
into my own record.
I've packed all I need
in this assonant suitcase
and learned to love my heart's 
vinyl encasing.

I only play sad songs
but I am happier this way

My hair is getting long enough to loose curl and middle part it again! And of course, the cat eye is always a must.