200

Can't believe I actually made it to 200 posts.  I know I'm not the most reliable blogger, but thank you to those who keep following with aplomb.  You are my bread and butter.

Forever 21 dress.  Blazer found at Macy's.  Frye boots.  Betsey Johnson sunglasses.  Bracelets were a gift from boyfriend.

Today is staggeringly beautiful, with the temperature at a balmy 70 degrees, sun, and not so much wind as we are usually wont to have in the burg.  I was so excited to finally break out this outfit that I had created in my head ages ago, but was too cold to wear.  Fact: the cold forces me to be less fashionable because I hate it so much.  All I think about is keeping it out and that usually leads to the warmest (not cutest) things I can get my hands on.  Some may call this an excuse, it isn't.  I could try harder, but I am too upset by the season.

I also like my messy bun quite a bit today.  And props to boyfriend on the bracelets, he picked them out all by himself!

Some of you are probably noticing the little purple and turquoise ribbon pinned to my left lapel.  I wearing it in solidarity with Students Against Sexual Assault (SASA) who are working to promote awareness and prevention of sexual assault on campus.  Do you go to the burg?  Stop by SASA's table in the Cub, take their survey (it will take up about one minute, really) and wear your ribbon too. 

I'm going to go take a walk in the sunshine!  Kisses!

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American Eagle Sweater.  Forever 21 vest.  BDG leggings through Urban. Frye boots. Fossil watch.  Vintage necklace.

I've been getting progressively sicker this past week, but after finally getting a doctor to prescribe me antibiotics on Saturday, I'm feeling just about 100% today.  Also, it decided not to rain in the burg and was lovely and breezy, leading to perhaps my first fall type outfit of the year.  I do so despise all seasons but summer really, but if you can't beat em...

And please ignore the less than ideal setting for these shots.  My blog photographer insists that the reason she didn't answer me all day was that her "phone is dead."  Hmph. 

"You look like you're ready to jump on the back of my bike. And I like it."

Gap tee.  Candie's vest.  American Eagle jeans.  Frye boots.  Francesca's Collections necklace. Fossil watch.

The title quote actually came from the lips of my friend Sabrina, who hits on me sometimes, right before she tears down my self esteem.  

I love this tshirt.  The pictures don't do it justice, because it's actually sparkly, but subtly. 

The weather today is the right before the storm weather that's my favorite, but it's not warm enough to be my favorite, so I am torn between being in a good mood and wanting to crawl back into bed.  It's a busy day in general, I have absolutely no time for anything, even school work really.  Plus I'm exhausted from the emotional strain of thinking about what I'm going to do with myself this summer.  What I want to do: land that internship in London, get enough money to get/live there.  Get a part time job there so I can survive (survive the visa process...), and be blissful in the city that stole my heart (and hopefully seeing the people that kept little pieces of it too!!)  What will probably happen:  I'll hopefully land an internship in New York city, get money to support my commute there, work at justice on the weekends.  Neither option is undesirable, the first option is just MORE desirable, and of course more difficult.  Both options depend on a lot of things that I have no control over too, which just makes it worse.  

Anywayyyy, end rant.  I need to go meet friend Kirsten for dinner, go to my astronomy lab, and then go to strike the set of Our Town for shop hours for my intro class (grrr).  BEST DAY EVER.  bye.

Also, I forgot to say I love you.  But I do. 

Baby loves to dance in the dark

H&M sweater and scarf.  Ann Taylor Loft leggings.  Frye boots. Fossil watch.  Random and huge CZ studs.

Somehow, nothing in me would allow me to do my hair today and give you a whole proper look.  I just tied it in a ponytail over my shoulder like I do when I'm being a lazy bum, and called it a day.  What can I say, getting up for my 9am class kills me, and so does the nap I often take after it.  

Wore this sweater/dress in my first post ever.  Man, a lot of things have changed since then, but not my love for this garment.  I wear it a lot when it's cold because it's so easy to throw it over leggings or tights and suddenly appear way more put together than trudging to class in what I actually wanted to wear (probably a thermal and old sweats).  I liked throwing the scarf on with it and going for monochromatic, but still kind of interesting.

In the final picture I'm posing with one of the final lumps of snow that survives here on campus, it's hiding behind a building where it can still remain mostly in the shade.  Note my facial expression and my sort of thumbs up gesture.  It says:  Good for you persevering snow lump, but please go away soon, because I discriminate against all snow, even strong willed fellows like you.  

Note on the title of this post: it's from a Gaga song, but one which you don't hear terribly often.  I have a really poor version of it on my ipod that may or may not have been obtained in an underhanded way, and lately I've been listening to it a lot.  Something about the whole "Baby loves to dance in the dark, cause when he's looking she falls apart" strikes a chord with my current mindset, though I'm sure if you ask Gaga she wouldn't say that it's about "a young girl trying to live up to societies standards and trodding on herself in the process," though it clearly is.  She'd say something like "I was thinking about naked women in porn and how sometimes they like to do little dances, and then i thought about the wind and cheese and giant eggs," but hey, isn't that why we love her?  In any case, this has NOTHING to do with what I'm wearing, but check out the song if you like sugary pop sometimes (or all the time...), and then chase it with a song in which Ludacris is featured so you can rap about how you like to please the ladies, like I did during my performance yesterday, in the shower, in an empty apartment.  

That's how I roll. 

See, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad.

H&M cardigan.  Random leggings.  Target tank. Frye boots. Francesca's Collections necklace.

I apologize for being terrible and not posting since I've been back at school.  My life has become unnecessarily complicated in ways I would rather it wasn't, I'm still pining for England, and it's really ridiculously cold and snowy and WINTER.  So I've kind of been dressing like a slob, and acting like one.  

I've worn this cardigan a lot since I got it right before the return to American college, it's a new favorite, which is a surprise, because I hate sweaters.  I also haven't worn my hair like this since high school, when the only two hairstyles I wore were down or half up half down.  

Sorry these pictures are a little dark, but enjoy the view of frozen tundra and the nod to colonialism brick facades.  

If you feel me, shout a little bit louder.

H&M Jacket and belt.  Kohl's tee.  American Eagle Outfitter's Jeans.  Frye boots. Vintage necklace.

Woo outfit post!  It's been freaking forever!  The thing is, I looked decent on Thanksgiving but I forgot to get someone to take pictures before the food-fest, after which I needed to remove the belt I had around my waist and I just lost all interest in being photographed.  I think the one picture of me from that night just shows me shoveling food onto my plate.  Since then, I've basically just been leaving my room in whatever is most functional for the library or lectures, which is not cute.

I'm wearing the vintage necklace you first saw in this post, but which doesn't really show up well against this outfit in photos.  (Is this because my point and shoot camera sucks in this capacity? - I DON'T CARE.  Ahem.)  

This tee is part of the random "Hang Ten" line now at Kohl's, which I guess is geared towards the Pac Sun worshippers that got dragged to Kohl's with Mom and are perusing the juniors section.  I can't remember why I stopped there one day...I think I was killing time after a doctor appointment and before work, and I actually fell in love with their super soft tees and tank tops.  This top used to be more voluminous (and less likely to flash midriff), then the wash happened, but I still like it.  I also bought a tank that I wear the hell out of, but haven't documented here yet.  I supposed I should get on that.  The stuff is mad cheap too, check it out.

Stream of consciousness: This cropped H&M jacket makes everything I put it on with a little bit classier and a lot cooler.  Remember how I told you my hair's been getting real long?  Proof!  Man, look at those hips, I need to run more.  And why do I have the shiniest forehead on the planet?

If I Were A Boy

New look leggings and men's flannel.  Target tank.  Internacionale hat.  Frye boots. 

Boys flannels might just be the best thing ever.  I have one snatched from an ex who bought it from a thrift store for a hick theme party, but during the packing for europe extravaganza it did not make the cut.  I now sorely wish I had brought it, along with more comfy sitting around clothes in general, because I'm a messy girl and I'm constantly spilling stuff on the two hoodies, one pair of sweats, and one pair of yoga pants I brought with me.  

Basically, I was craving a borrowed from the boys look, literally.  There are plenty of flannels cut for girls out there in stores, especially right now as we're delving into winter.  I have one from Urban that I like a lot, but I wanted something really oversized and clearly not made for a woman.  Otherwise it just wouldn't hang the way I wanted it: really loose.  I also see a lot of boys wearing these beanies with extra fabric that slouch, and lucky for me they've been making some for the girls now too.  The one I really wanted was a super chunky knit one with studs from River Island, but I couldn't shell out the 20 pounds for it, this one for 6 pounds was more in my price range, and you can't tell, but it has a sporadic covering of sequins!  Shiny!

I conceived this kind of outfit in my mind the same day one of my flatmates proposed that I dress as a boy to elucidate a certain someone's...preference.  She was kidding of course, but it's still funny.

Be sure to check out my Videojug site Fashion in Real Life for my extended take on fashion.  My latest article is about ignoring the haters and dressing/blogging for you.

Confidence is a must, Cockiness is a plus.

Thrifted Banana Republic dress.  Frye boots.  Tights bought in London.  Target socks.  H&M belt.  Francesca's Collections Necklace.

Don't love my hallway?  Too bad, it's raining outside, and I'm not in the mood to go try to commandeer a bar/academic building or something.  I had to wear my big coat because it has the best hood out of all my outerwear, and it would cover my whole dress so I wouldn't get soaked, even though it made me sweat.  

In any case, I only had one lecture today, which didn't even last a full hour (it's an hour and a half), and I decided I wanted to be cute today.  I've been watching a lot of the kardashians in my free time (Kim is my favorite, in case you were wondering) so I think that inspired this very body conscious look, though I'm not looking as svelte as Kim at the moment, and I wasn't going to trek across campus is towering heels...even if I wanted to.  

I think I'm going to try and be productive...somehow...possibly just by going to get myself some coffee.  Ta lovelies!

It's just a rough patch, rough pumpkins.

Juicy Couture Top.  Joyce Leslie Vest.  American Eagle Outfitters jeans.  Frye boots.  Random assortment of necklaces.  Forever 21 ring.  Fossil Watch.

While taking these pictures, I suddenly got frightened of all the people bustling around since it's lunch hour here, and began to freak out much like I imagine a small bunny would in a similar situation.  Except add my usually deep voice squeaking out "WHY ARE THERE SO MANY PEOPLE!?  TAKE THE PICTURE QUICK!?"  To my poor flatmate Hannah who was just doing me a favor.  I need to get over these random floods of embarrassment, especially here.  Everyone just thinks I'm a loud, extroverted American anyway, and doesn't really give a damn what I do.

Anyways, I made myself respectable for class, SHOCKER.  Minus the hair, that is not respectable.  I don't even know what to call that, but it's what happens pretty often now that it's longer.  I love straightening it though, I feels so long to me!  Hopefully there will be good pictures of that soon enough.

I don't even know what else to say about this outfit, but I do want to apologize for the douchey look I'm giving you all in the first picture.  I do that weird lopsided smile thing when I'm feeling too shy or too smug to flash all the teeth, and while it's cute when boys do it, it's not when I do it.  

Go to Heaven for the Weather

Not to England though, unless you're fond of perpetually grey skies and imminent rain.

Forever 21 top.  H&M skirt.  Target tights.  Frye boots.  Vintage necklace.

Yes, yes, I did style this skirt EXTREMELY SIMILARLY here, but let me tell you why.  Right before I left for England I was thinking about how I saw a woman wearing a pencil skirt with flats and a tshirt, and it really worked for her.  It happened to be the exact skirt I'm wearing above, just in olive green, so I wondered how I could style it myself in a way that didn't look too overdressed for every day.  I stood in front of the mirror in my room, wearing it with a tucked in white t shirt and these boots and frowning, and then Ma goes "I think maybe if you wore it with something that had more volume on top."  WHA BAM!  This outfit, since I had bought this shirt just a few days before.  So, really, props to Ma for that stroke of brilliance.

In any case, I like the way it makes the skirt go from office appropriate or nighttime to casual.  Sorry for the wrinklies, I had to take rather tedious bus rides to and from Morecambe today.  Never have I ever, in my life, lost something on a night out (minus maybe my dignity) until Wednesday night, when I lost my phone at a club.  Lucky for me it was still there, unlucky for me I decided to lose it at the club farthest from campus.  

Love love this necklace, which I picked up at a vintage fair in Chelsea that I stumbled upon last month.  I was on my way to the V&A and then I caught sight of the signs outside the Chelsea Library.  Priorities, you know.  Love this top for reasons we discussed this summer.

Sidenotes: I love how ridiculously green the grass is, especially as the backdrop for the second shot.

Yes, I ripped this title from the song by The Audition, who I am completely obsessed with right now.

Bleeding Hearts of the World Unite!

BDG leggings. Wildfox Couture tee. Frye boots. Candie's vest.

I may have gone to bed at about 3am, but I still had to get up early to take a trip to Buckingham Palace this morning. The rooms in the palace are so opulent, it's incredible. I feel like I could never be comfortable in them, but I guess the state rooms aren't exactly for relaxing. The garden was what I liked best though; there was a lake I wanted to stretch out and contemplate next to.

Bought myself this wildfox tee yesterday as a birthday present. It was on sale at a boutique called Ad Hoc on King's Road, which was awesome because usually Wildfox's stuff is out of my price range. I can't remember the last time I bought a t shirt with something printed on it, but I really like the cheekiness of this bleeding heart one. The faux leather vest was an unexpected find a few days before I left for london, and I love love this acid washed jeggings. When I came out of the dressing room wearing them, I said to my mother "Mom, aren't they MAGIC!?" Her answer? A very flat "No." My mother is morally opposed to acid wash because it's "So 80s". But Ma, that's why I love it.

As if.

Forever 21 sweater.  H&M blouse.  BDG (urban) leggings. Frye Boots.  Gifted necklace.

Ahaaaa, did I say I'd be posting today's outfit tomorrow?  I lied.  You see, tomorrow's kind of a special day for me, so I figured I'd want to post about tomorrow, tomorrow, instead of today.  Ah repeating the same word always gives me a grammar crisis.  Anyway.

So do I not look like I just dashed out of the pages of a J. Crew catalogue?  I stood in front of my (rather tiny) closet this morning, declaring "I'm tired of looking boring!"  To no one in particular.  My roommate answered "You look fine!"  Of course, at the time I was still in my pajamas, my white hanes t shirt and soffee shorts, but still, fine is not what I usually go for.  This outfit is not as interesting as I'd hoped for...You see, the button down blouse is sheer, which I love, and kind of longish, also awesome, so what I really need is a cropped sweater to wear over it, because I buy longer cut sweaters for my torso usually, like this blue one.  The desired effect would be something like this: 

Literally the ONLY image I could find of this outfit, but you get it.  Really sheer really long blouse, and if you look close you can see her teeny little cropped sweater over it.  I actually like how the blouse covered her high waisted mini skirt too, but you can still see it because the blouse is so sheer.

Sidenote: this is the outfit Cher wears to take her driver's test, since she can't find her most responsible looking shirt.  The scene where she fails played through my head a hundred times when I failed my driver's test the first time.  I also thought of the moment this photo shows "I'm buttcrazy in love with Josh!" the first time I realized I was in love.  Yes, I identify with the movie Clueless, and I don't care who knows it.

P.S. saw the changing of the guard today!  Still want a big fuzzy hat!