Showing posts with label plaid. Show all posts
Showing posts with label plaid. Show all posts

Sunday, July 6, 2014

new shoes

Best feeling in the world (maybe next to getting into college or not burning toast): you're coveting a pair of shoes you found online and are slowly but surely getting swept away by the lure of online shopping. Mostly the lure of not having to leave bed/Netflix. So anyway there I was mid-covet, and I fell asleep. The next day I went to follow up on some fawning and the shoes were GONE. I looked under every category: shoes, boots, booties- I could feel the panic settle in when I made the most incredible discovery. They had gone on SALE!!!! (cue angels singing) So with no hesitation I plugged in some magical digits and in 5-7 business days I fell in love with these amazing shoes by Nasty Gal. And an added bonus? A #GIRLBOSS sticker came with the shoes! If you haven't read #GIRLBOSS yet and you're a human person, you must check it out. And that (that being this post) will probably be the opening paragraph of my What I Did On My Summer Vacation essay.








Photos by Emma with help from Brian

Outfit Details: Dress: Brandy Melville, Plaid shirt: thrifted (similar), Necklace: Brandy Melville, Armband: Gypsy Warrior (similar), Shoes: Nasty Gal Shoe Cult

yours,
Austen

Thursday, January 2, 2014

i still remember

I'm not entirely sure when I last found myself wearing a pair of good old blue jeans. Probably sometime in the seventh grade, and they were probably from Abercrombie or Hollister. And even though now I walk past the stores and wonder how I managed to shop in either without a flashlight (for the darkness) and a face mask (for the perfume/cologne overload) I definitely recall them being a big part of my early adolescence. Maybe this is why I've resisted them so strongly for the past few years- but denim has grown up, and so have I. 







Photos by Lynne

"Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But I still remember that day we met in December"


Outfit Details: Top: Free People, Jeans: Free People (similar), Coat: H&M, Scarf: can't remember (similar) Socks: Free People, Boots: Forever 21 (similar)

yours,
Austen