Being a female bummer #679: short season.
Why less denim, and no hem would cost more then a finished pair of pants, will NEVER be ok with me.
Thus making your own shorts, makes more sense. Sometimes it works out. Sometimes it doesn’t.
Today it did.
White oversized pants. Scissors. Rubber bands. And silly little dye kit from Michael’s, a well spent $8.99. (you will be overwhelmed by the tie dye aisle CHOICESGALORE). I chose the neon color set that came in squirt bottles, made by s.e.i. According to the box, it had one direction, squirt dye on clothing. SOLD!
I wet the shorts first and decided to rubber band off sections of my shorts to get concentrated color on certain spots, but that was my personal tie dye preference. You, of course, may or may not have differing tie dye preference.
Cause Lord knows, we all just sit around and think what type of tie dying we prefer.
I let it dry for at least a day in the rubber bands. Then cut them off, and let the shorts dry flat for another 24 hours. Popped them in the dryer for 30 minutes, and presto. PARTY TIME.
And now you have a very good excuse to go to the craft store and cruise the tie dye and puff paint aisle. I know you were looking for one…
The TV is tired of watching you.
sweatshirt: Adam Arnold
tank: Brady Lange
shoes: Alexander McQueen for Puma
house coat: Free People
socks: uhhh, Target?
Happy Easter from Brick and Black!
dress: Free People
tube dress: Free People
socks: Free People
“heels: Kenneth Cole Reaction
bow tie: vintage
shirt: Adam Arnold
shorts: Adam Arnold
socks: Happy Feet
shoes: Too Boot New York
From one home to another home.
Here is some photo sharing (AKA…bragging) from my SPRING BREAK.
(Yes, I am 27 years old and not currently attending school, and will continue to celebrate spring break as if I was 18 on my way to Maimi, I would like to think I am contributing to the economy.)
PDX to SFO, SFO to the BART train, and BART train to coffee.
Show up to little brothers apartment, furnished with a lone sofa, and 7 or so bikes, makes sense…
and WHADDA YA KNOW, we have the same impeccable taste!
And by impeccable, I mean grime time.
(did I mention, my brother is a mind blowing artist)
48 hours later, mama is calling me to come home, so under that stained Market sidewalk, down an escalator, one train ride later, I am whisked off into the East Bay. A scenery in which I took so much for granted my first 17 years. All the orchards, the windmills, the hills, and sycamore was something I looked past, and dreamed of the big buildings, the bustling sidewalks, and cultural diversity.
Spoiled beyond belief, my eyes had a feast of spring. And then as if my heart couldn’t contain one more gushy, lovey, (I think the world is happy) moment, my mom decided to take me and baby sis out wine tasting.
Wente Vineyards is where we found ourselves. Incredible views, outstanding menu, perfect wine, outlandish prices, and gawking galore. Hey now, I did my very best mother dearest, covered my tattoos, minimized excess jewelry tendencies, and left the platforms at home, though I would most certainly not for-go the silver booties…now that is asking WAY too much.
And all of sudden, it is time for the goodbye’s. I leave home with a exploding heart of gratitude and an empty wallet. It never is enough time to see everyone you want to see. But there will be a next time.
Just wanted to share with you all my latest local obsession.
OK, now that you are acquainted…LET ME TELL YOU he is blowing hearts and minds and is not stopping any time soon.
He has chosen to share his mega-awesome-radical talent as an illustrator with you, and you and you too. Simply drawing on tee shirt with sharpies and BAM. Magic. But don’t get any ideas, kids. I am certain, that it just wouldn’t turn out the same if you tried this at home. Each tee is made to order, and custom requests are gladly accepted.
And now, here is where I apologize because this Michael Jackson tee will have to be in every shoot moving forward. I am sure as hell not ever taking it off. (kidding…maybe…)
Getcha ya own tee; you can enter his website above or here.
Shoes: Jeffrey Campbell
Tee: Tyler Short on American Apparel
Jacket: Free People
Sunglasses: random gas station purchase
(Also note my absurd blue lipstick that I had to try out. DO NOT REPEAT unless you wish for the lady at the grocery store to point at you for an entire 30 seconds while pronouncing to the whole world what she sees in front of her)
And just in case you haven’t seen it yet. which I know is clearly impossible being as this video is on BLAST, here is a little jam to get your weekend going.
Image 1 King Tut art
Image 2 Hand Jewelry made by yours truly
Image 3 Christian Louboutin bag
Image 4 desert shot
Image 5 MIA
Image 6 Senso Etami flats from Solestruck
Image 7 Afghanistan
After becoming obsessed with the Harajuku street style, we got all dressed up and had our own “Harajuku moment”. This is our little dedication to those kids that inspire us when they wake up each Sunday and find their way to Harajuku Station in Tokyo.
Here is a little Harajuku inspiration of your own:
scarf: Brady Lange
shirt: Standard Cloth
shorts: customized H&M
boots: Dr. Martins
jacket: Free People
shirt: Forever 21
skirt: American Apparel
tights: Victoria’s Secret (used and abused)
shoes: Jeffrey Campbell