Feathers Fall From Skin

Ph: urbanoutfitters, inafractionofasecond, pixiemarket, tumblr, topshop

Just some collages of my fall/winter lust-list, interspersed with some other pretty pictures. I've been really drawn to burnt orange lately, which could be a result of my penchant for all things made of carrots and sweet potatoes as the weather gets colder. It's my dad's birthday today, and my boyfriend is coming to visit me in 16 days. Things are going well.

Listening to: Radio Campaign, by M. Ward

So You Think You're Ghetto?!?

Hanes t-shirt, thrifted shorts, hat from Ireland, thrifted Doc Martens, vintage jewelry

This was taken a few days before I left for college, so I'm still mildly tan. My mouth looks funny here.

Listening to: 1977, by Ana Tijoux

There There

Forgive me, my knees were cold.

Am I the Sea or the Serpent?

Random happenings from college days/nights. I can feel myself getting into a rhythm here, and now that I'm in a cappella and my voice lessons are all straightened out, I feel as though almost everything I need is being provided for. I'm super poor, but I was expecting that. It's funny, because I've been going to a bunch of fashion shows this week, courtesy of the Today show, for whom I'm writing reviews (check out their fashion week slideshows). I'm seeing all of these people slinging around $2,000 bags and looking ridiculous in clothing that is purely trendy and that they'll be bored of in a week. I wonder, where is the truth in fashion? I find it in the magic of how a garment is constructed and hangs on the body, not in the people. I'm tired of fashionistas who all dress the same. But I also conform to so many of their "rules," so I don't really know what to think. Is it possible to be a stylish individual? Or rather, a poor stylish individual? I don't know. I did treat myself to a manicure yesterday, it's like an army green-grey color. Sooo trendy.

Listening to: With Every Heartbeat, by Robyn

Des Choses Que Je Botte- Septembre

The things I'm into right now include:

Chanel's fiercely twisted silver accessories

Fanciful Dream, by Pino

Finding some sneaks (I know right!??)

Rugged western details

This quote:

Q. In what mind- the mind of God?

A. That's the name we give it. We can give it any name. We can call it tangerine...God...tangerine...But I do know we are empty phantoms, sitting here thinking we are human beings and worrying about civilization. We're just empty phantoms. And yet, all is well.

Ph: christeric, feverish, pino, unknown

J'n Peux Pas Rester

fashiongonerogue, stylesightings, unknown, feaverish, tumblr

Some current inspirations. I've lately been drawn to things that are earthy, but also possess something ethereal and almost otherworldly. I think it's because I want so much for myself, things that are nearly impossible to attain, and I therefore have to remind myself to stay true to my core. My relationships with people are somewhat ambiguous at the moment, and I'm seeing that things like yoga and meditation are of vital importance to my emotional wellbeing. (Sorry for rambling, just enjoy the pretty pictures)

Listening to: What's the Attitude, by Cut Chemist

HHT

Some shitty photobooth things from the past week or so. College is pretty fantastic, classes haven't even started and I already feel like my mind is being awakened to all of these new ideas and new methods of expression, which is amazing. NYU is such a creative place, and the people that I've met in my teensy program are all really cultured and well-spoken and so interesting. But they also know how to get down, which is a vital part of my well-being, too ;)

Listening to: Be Mine, by Robyn