Feelin Fabulous Friday ! !
cute stuff goin’ on here
i feel like this image might have been life-changing for me if i had stumbled upon it a decade ago. now i am also that girl in a sexy red vintage slip who hasn’t shaved in months and has a denim jacket she wants to put a patch on.
omg eat kale!
AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN
who is that black-haired babe and where can i get her dress/number?
I made this patch! Get one via mail order here!
Sending Izzy a fiver in the mail soon, ‘cause duh.
THIS VEST IS PERFECT
file under: things i could see iris and/or gussy rockin’.
(photos from 2011-2012)
tonight, i feel like i need to take the time to get dressed up.
in that sense, i mean showering, shaving (shaving what? i’m not sure), doing my hair (slicking it back, or making it as big & voluminous as possible?) and wearing clothes i very rarely wear. suspenders? vintage dresses? sock garters? garter belts? bowties? all at once? wearing glasses, or contacts? which makes it easier for me to confuse strangers? which unsettles people the most? am i dressing for myself, or for others?
thinking so much lately about how fear plays into fashion. how we describe stylish babes as “fearless.” how i sometimes worry i might exotify said aforementionned fearless style icons, because of the risks they run by presenting themselves in a way that makes them feel alright in their own skin. not just alright - fantastic, even.
sometimes i find myself jealous that i am not as daring with my gender presentation, my clothing choices. what do i get away with by toeing the visual status quo?
lately i’ve been saying fuck it. wearing the shortest skirt without worrying about the assholes who will harrass me or stare or tell me i cannot look the way i look and speak the way i speak.
lately i have been saying fuck it. but i can, because i don’t have anyone to answer to right now. no parents around, expecting me to look or act differently. no well-intentioned sisters telling me i shouldn’t dress a certain way because it makes my body look too bad (or too good, but no one ever admits that). no daily place of work where i am representing the values of my company or corporation in the way i choose to present myself.
i see myself asking those questions as i look at my reflection in a webcam.
who am i scaring?
what am i afraid of?
do i pass
do i pass as what
do i look the way i see myself?
do i look the way i want others to see me?
(via but but butt | A Fluffy Blog)
seriously guys i don’t think i talk often enough about how much i love eline <3 <3 <3 not only is her style fucking amazing but the way she writes about it! so! good! read this post about loving your butt!
I don’t know how many times I’ve watched this, but the song and the video will never get old for me.
Here’s to a glorious summer full of gorgeous parties like this one.
ETA: From puzzled-panther, 10 great reasons to love this vid (I agree with all of these - great list!):
- song is phenomenal
- cinematography is sweets
- women touching each other in a way that is both caring and platonic and romantic and appreciative and sexy all at once.
- BLACK WOMEN portrayed in a way that is affirming and celebratory but in no way confines them to either blackness or femaleness
- Black people depicted dancing in a way that is not hypersexualized, sexist, or a way to ridicule Blackness
- Black women portrayed in a way that doesn’t pit them against each other.
- “Leave your face at the door. Turn off your swag.”
- Black hair being depicted as beautiful, interesting, and a way of bonding rather than as something that is weird and should not be touched.
- so much great FAAAASSSSHHHHH
- it makes me feel good about me.
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL AND AWESOME