It's Not So Far-Fetched, You Won't End Up On Every Don't List So....

Jean Paul Gaultier Couture 09 via WWD

Someone please wear this to the Oscars.

I spent all day cleaning my room and escaping the snowstorm that was outside.  Much progress was made.  I'd feel better if I could paint my room however reorganizing and re-adjusting will have to do (and it has).  Perhaps I'll have more ideas from now on.

Perhaps I'll even show you all what I've done with my books (not gonna lie - I'm a teensy bit proud).

Wise Walls Waiting For Paintings

My bedroom is miniscule.  It fits my bed, my shelves (which are nailed above my bed to the wall) and my laundry basket, with a little isle that is usually occupied by discarded clothing.

In a fit of frustration and stifled creativity (dressing and other-wise) I decided to take EVERYTHING (or as much as I could) apart and re-do it tomorrow; organization-wise.

Ideally, this change will also clear my fashion-head.  New surroundings, new output, yes?

Maybe my room will magically grow and make room for this:

(AUDREY MASCINA & JEREMY SANS THE SELBY)

MY ABSOLUTE FAVOURITE:

I'm toying with clearing out my wardrobe along with my bedroom but have to see how the day goes.  I can't buy anything new so I have to pull a makeover show move and "shop in my closet".

A Revelation Of Sorts

"' IT'S ALWAYS NICE TO FLIRT WITH SOMETHING WHEN YOU ARE OUT THERE IN NICE AND COMFORTABLE LAND.' FASHION FLIRTS WITH DEVIANCY TO ASSIMILATE IT, OR...TO SUPERFICIALISE IT"

from The Beautiful Fall by Alicia Drake (p 247)

Why Then, Why Now

fur coat at Bluebird Vintage

I don't know why or what it is but all of a sudden I kind of want one of these fur coats.  The shorter, yet bigger, blonder late-60s/disco 70s kind of style.  In a lighter-coloured (vintage) fur.  Part of me thinks it would look good with my dark hair the rest of me is screaming that I just want it because it is trendy and that a year from now I won't wear it.  A year from now I'll think it's just too big and too short and doesn't work with my soon-to-come non-wardrobe of actual colour as opposed to all black.  What if a year from now (or months from now) I'm wearing wider-legged jeans?  Or the whole late-60s Edie look sinks back into its manhole and I'm left with this big poufy thing and a pile of regret to match?

What if it just makes my hair look even bigger?

Many what-ifs to examine what exactly it is that makes one want.  You know?  That makes you see something once and roll your eyes, see it again and sort of catch your eye in the mirror and then see it a third time and let the consideration creep into your head.  What is it that convinces us that the look that once caused a snarky remark is something to seriously consider and, eventually, buy into?

Ulysses

I love those white shoes.  

Here's one of MARINA'S IDEAS FOR DRESSING:  wear all black and one colour in one place (I.E, all black and bright orange lipstick, or al black and white shoes, etc); see what happens.

Maybe you'll end up in a desert too.

A Warning For My Grandkids.

Pictures tell thousands of words.

Saturday I shall fix this and turn it into a real haircut.

With the aid of a professional.

The Trick To Hunting Is Letting IT Come To YOU.

I bought a fedora years before it became cool, and because I was never one of "them kids" who reveled in the fact that they were somehow different from "the pack", I hardly wore it and my mom ended up donating it to Goodwill.

Luckily I kept the little red feather that was once attached to this fedora.

Lately (and by lately I mean, the day after I found out the hat was in the big bag that was now in a big bin somewhere) I have tried to find a new one.  I didn't want something patterned or something that had ribbons or bows or other trimmings on it.  Most vintage hats were either too big or too rigid (or too soft) but never "just right".

And where did I end up finding the "just right" hat?  At Forever 21.  When I was looking for a cheap wallet so I could stop using my change purse for everything.  It has a brim that isn't too too wide, it's the right size and cost me less that $10.  AND it is solid black.  No trimmings or frills or trendy baubles, it's just a black hat that I can wear over my face or on the back of my head, and am free to pin however many hat pins/feather/removable baubles as I wish.

It just goes to show that sometimes you just have to sit back and let certain unimportant things come to you.

At this rate, I may go back and buy another just so I can copy this hat I saw at Lilliput (Toronto milliner) last summer.  That is, after I do the YSL sweater project, the "good copy" of the YSL t-shirt, and spray paint my shoes.............

Divided From Joy

via oaknyc

I've never seen one like this, dammit why'd it have to be sold out?

Joy Division (to put this into context, somewhat) is one of the remaining bands from my quasi-wannabe-punk phase.  Such a depressing band (with possibly the most upsetting name origin) but when pushed and pulled into larger than life expressions of themselves, the songs become really uplifting pieces of emotion.

Sorry it's really early and I can't sleep.  Basically, a) I want that shirt b) it is sold out c) I want it because I have an emotional attachment to Joy Division.

And before I forget (because if anything this blog should serve as a record of ideas, even the ones I may not go through with) - I think I'm going to spray paint a pair of shoes.  I need black shoes for work and I figure if I find a nice, glossy and/or shiny black paint I can just convert and old pair into a seemingly new pair.  I also want something to dress up the ultra-winter boots I got.  What can I say, I seem to be on a DIY kick.

Outfit from a past day to follow tomorrow, I have a few questions.