September 23rd!

 I've realized that it's quite apparent that about 90% of my wardrobe is due in part to another person, or in my case a generous donor (usually a few sizes larger than me)

SO

I've decided to start crediting my sources - you know, like you would in a good research paper to make yourself seem more informed and knowledgable!

I mean we could all use a little extra credibility now and then right?

Actually

The real reason I'm going to attempt to start crediting my outfits, is basically because I think tis pretty nifty that most of my outfits are in a way "recycled" or hand-me-downs - and I feel the need to prove to the fast regions of the inter webs that "hand-me-downs" can be fabulous and completely wear-worthy!

Some Details:

shirt -

 shoes -

CREDITS:

Shirt...an original mom piece

belt...thanks again to my mother dearest

pants...authentic 70s beauties from Z's mom

socks...actually purchased somewhere (*gasp*)

shoes...heck yes to goodwill

coat...swap item

scarf...another mom piece

I feel like I should here-by dub this outfit the "Mom-fit" or something!

Happy Fall!...

Outfits and Inspiration

You got to be inspired by something right?  Incase your are feeling dull in this turning-fall-weather, I present to you inspiration I have found on-line or in person of the new season!

Because I'm busy, and have not posted a lot of outfits lately - I bring you these with good wishes for colorful leaves and hot cider in mind!

HEADSCARVES are a win - I just haven't figured out how to wear them yet!

I DO NOT KNOW what is going on here, but I deeply appreciate the flawy fabric with the flowers, as well as the detain on the top (don't look to hard she's bearing it all for you!)

HATS in case you don't know: I'm bringing them back.  Question is: 

where to get pretty crafted vintage hats? I'm experimenting with making some as of now.

A QUICK FIX for boring pants, plus a nautical flair!

NOT EXACTLY FALL, but I really like one sleeved garments (if you couldn't tell from dress up your dresses post...)

BLACK LACE is so good, you can use it on anything!  Plus it makes for a killer stencil if you feel like doing spray paint patterns!

HAIRBOWS make auditioning for choir a little more fun...

ANOTHER skirt from a mans button-down.  Thanks large men who like pink, you make my wardrobe a little more fun!

BEADED ROSES seem like the perfect thing for a easy but awesome gift (sorry anyone if I make and give you one of these.  just pretend you didn't read this!)

A MORE INTRICATE TAKE on the mens button-down.  This actually involves some sewing, but I love the buttons at the top!

HECK YES to bags made of recycled sails! I feel like it should fold out or something so you can sail down the street!

THAT'S ALL FOR NOW!

Life as a music major

press play before reading

One teacher, sitting on an ornate rug, strumming his tambura to create a mesmerising drone that enveloped the room.

Fifty students, total strangers, visitors to his world, sitting close around him as he taught them their first note:

sa.

At first this was all we sang, we needed nothing more.  One note on which to blend our voices with the unwavering clarity of the tambura in the resonate recital hall.

Then slowly we were taught the words, then the melody, all the while the constant buzz of the tambura strings vibrating through us around the room.  

We sang.

The words were merely sounds, the style of singing still foreign and unstable in our throats, but none of that came through in our music.

The melody was beautiful, regardless of the authenticity of our singing.  

We created magic.

Regardless of if that sounded cheesy, ornate, irrelevant, today I discovered a whole new direction college classes could take - and I liked this new discovery very much.

Down the Rabbit Hole

"You look like Alice in Wonderland went to art school!"

So that wasn't exactly what I was thinking today when I got dressed, but you know I'll take it with pleasure!  It's not everyday you get compared to Alice in Wonderland + Art School.

THE ARRIVAL

I packed box after box, not entirely realizing what I was doing, where I was going, or what I was leaving behind.  It's a strange thing to see your drawers empty, your room bare - and the rest of your house completely normal.  Hours went by, days went by, until finally...

It is finished...

i have arrived!

So it's official! The short girl has officially moved into her tall city, and what a city it is!  

Currently I live here:

and the view out my window is quite spectacular:

And of course I wouldn't mind at all living here:

if it weren't for this little thing that runs our lives called money.

but I'd like to think that I can live my life as free-spirited as one can in this world.

And if this world wants me to live my life based on money, you can bet I'll poke this world in the eye with a stick and go find another to live in.

Cut that - no running away for me, I'll don a cape and some gloves with fringe and try to fix this world up!

Nevertheless, the charms of city lights and water make life seem infinitely more magical.  Insert some Rufus Wainwright "La Complainte de la Butte"

 and my life in complete.

On the fashion front, I made my mark after not but three days, when I was stopped mid stroll by a photographer who took my picture for FAB (fashion and business), a student group at the U which connects students to fashion professionals, hosts lunches, puts on style shows ect.  

Said photographer claimed that my picture would be up on the site by nightfall, but as of now I have found no such photo.  

I did however manage to secure a piece of evidence for ya'llz to tide you over while I wait on the photograph of my pretty little getup.  

heck yea- Call me Waldo from now on!

I don't know about you, but I think I could get used to this...