Golden Girls

I always seem to refer my personal style as mormon and homeless chic. Yesterday my sister added a keeper to the list, Dorothy from Golden Girls. I wouldn't believe it at first. It was only when I envisioned my face in her body that I realised this relation could work while she rocked her drappy shirts and jackets, long sleeve sweaters, tailored pants and did I forget to mention, she loves to layer. You call this coincidence, I call this kindred spirits.  

Sweater- thrifted mint green angora sweater; collared shirt- thrifted; lace skirt- thrifted; orange red socks- winners; black and white oxfords- thrifted

Clumsy Clara

Ding dong the witch is dead, the witch old witch, the wicked witch! Okay. I kind of made up the last bit but I don't care cause school's out for summer. YEE HAW! This summer I plan to dedicate my time to writing and making the green...so that being said, will you hire me? Step 1: Workopolis here I come. Since i'm fresh off the loony boat and have zero energy, I'll tell you a little story. A few days back while I was still intensively studying for exams, I managed to sneak in a little break away from the books so strolling I went! With my mind a little loopy from the lack of sleep and cramming of course material, my head wasn't screwed on right. So on this one extremely humid day amongst all of the cold weather we've been having, I felt the need to wear swede pants. Good one Didi.

Meet my pirate shoes. They have been in my possession 6 months to the day and they're one of the many good things that keeps me going. I mean at times they can get a little temperamental when out all day but which shoe isn't? Yes. Shoes are people too.

Sweater- Valentino; Pants- Danier; Shoes- thrifted le chateau; Purse-Grandma's; Bib necklace- Forever 21

Rip the jean

http://aloveisblind.tumblr.com/post/21167409726/love-these-shiny-alexander-wangs-shoes

I suggest making these. I mean why spent a few hundred dollars on ripped clothing when you have a perfectly capable pair of scissors at home. Get working!

Didi

Back in black

Hello to all. Just letting you know I will continue to live the hermit lifestyle until Wednesday. Throughout the past week of anxiety and solitude, I notice I've grasped new some unusual habits. For one, talking to myself on the subway while punching in numbers on my calculator. The list goes on. All this funny business leads you to the origins of my voyage to the nearby church where I was determined to regain some sanity, if I've ever had any to begin with. While walking up the church steps to the entrance, I felt a sudden rejection once they wouldn't let me pass into the holy grounds. Whether it being my Keanu in Matrix / Himalayan monk inspired outfit or just maybe the church happened to be closed that time of day, I still managed to turn my frown upside down.

I think I'll be just fine.

What I wore: black dress-thrifted; skirt-thrifted; leather pants- thrifted; boots- Robert Clergerie