Cozy Crochet

It's there, hiding. The leaves on the trees are turning golden, the air feels crisp, and the pumpkins are being left on doorsteps. Fall is playing hide and go seek, where the weather is close to Summer some days, and then a little tease of Autumn. It shakes it's branches at us like a little flirt, lets the leaves dance, then runs away and hides behind the sun or rain. All I want to do is see Fall in full force. That way I can grab a cup of hot apple cider from Starbucks and wrap myself in some cozy knits. Layers, layers, layers, it's my mantra until the weather cooperates and Fall stops being a wanton (i.e: skank)

Images Via: Nastygal Blog (Chanel Iman), Late Afternoon, Fashiontoast, I Know What You Wore Last Season (Sienna Miller)
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Super Slut?

Seems like I've gone on a tangent lately, talking all about what it takes to bring a boy close. But I can't help it. After the last night of partying, I'm just ready to go back out there! And this time more readily equipped. My one tip: always wear boots. It's not a style thing, you shove all your crap in your shoe rather than you bra. Trust me, it's much more comfortable. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures to show you because we had a strict no camera policy. But here are some photos of what I want to be wearing next time I go out. Whether it be for going clubbing, a fall barbeque, or the last beach party while this freak weather it's still in effect, these outfits are pure perfection.

What are you wearing for your future fiestas?

Images Via: Lookbook.nu, Sartorialist (Fendi, Rochas)

Toucha Toucha

Today, after breakfast, I hit up the local thrift store. Because you never know what you might find on a full stomach. Luckily enough I did encounter a little green velvet 80s dress. And while I did enjoy looking a Christmas tree, I loved the feel of the velvet even more. I know it's 'trendy' right now, and that Ashley Olson wears it like crazy bag lady, but there's something luxurious and rich about velvet. I probably should look up it's history and where it came from, but I'll leave that up to you. Just know that velvet is a beautiful addition to any outfit. It's sexy in a really understated way. And seriously, what better way to say: touch me?

Images Via: Altamira, 5 Inches and Up

Fall Fashion Mini Re-Wind

A small recap. So small it's basically microscopic. But I thought I would take this time to piss of the other (if you use legitimate I might have to get out the stilettos. And not to walk on) fashion critics.

Junya Wantabe:

I happened to come across this store in Vancouver and I couldn't help but admire the beautifully crafted clothes. This brand has an attention to detail that is so inspiring. Not a single seam puckers, each piece of clothing is ironed before placed on the rack, and the store itself because an art exhibit. I felt like I was walking around the Museum of Modern Art. The only problem with this Fall collection is that it's not really original. Junya just takes the major trends of this season and plays with proportions. While I lust for almost every piece, I just wish she would have played with colors. Peter Som ran with the mod 60s like it was a marathon and it was nice to see something in between the shearling coats, muted color palettes, and military inspiration.

Alexander Wang:

Now here's where the bodily harm to me is a serious possibility. I really disliked this collection. I felt my mother owned this collection in the very late 80s and very early 90s. And she gave it away. Sometimes my mother can be so smart. I mean, this collection is baggy and flowy and all the things hipster girls crave, but in my mind it looks dated. I like vintage, but I prefer not to pay $1,000 for a top when I can root through thrift racks. I can easily see myself digging through the Salvation Army, pull up any of these pieces and have my friend Emily laugh at me until I place it back in the abyss. Because that's really where this collection belongs.

Proenza Schouler:

This, along with the Charlotte Ronson collection were my absolute favorites. I know that my previous aspirations were to be a princess, but Jack and Lorenzo have changed my dream. I want to be Kate Bosworth in Blue Crush. I want my hair to be filled with sand and roll around in the ocean. And wear a parachute harness. I don't know how those two connect, but it makes for a dynamic and unique collection. I would throw out everything I own and replace it with what swished down the runway.

Unfortunately, I can't find a good photo of the Ronson show, but I adored it. I felt like this was sexy 90s grunge. And what makes this collection so great is that I didn't even know that was possible. I've seen kinderwhore and androgynous styles, but I can't find the words to describe this female Kurt Cobain look. It's comfy, but still stylish and distinctly feminine. Gimme, gimme more.

Images Via: Man Repeller, BecauseI'mAddicted, BIA

S-S-Serious Shoe Porn

Some people stress eat. Some people excersize. Some people deal with with problems head on. I choose the less healthy, but much more enjoyable option. I mean, confrontation? Why deal with actual people when the most beautiful pieces of art lie at your finger tips?

Well, my name is Becki and I have a online shopping addiction. It's actually more window shopping seeing as I don't buy anything. Because not having a job is really conducive to a full shopping cart. But anyways, I highly reccomend this highly effective procrastination tool. Also, seriously. My birthday. Think about it.

Don't ignore the shameless selfishness, it's endearing.

Yes, I realize this is most likely the reason I don't have a boyfriend. But look back at my photos! If I shut my mouth I'm really cute!

Images Via:I know what you wore last season, 5 inches and up

Unloved

These are some of the last photos from Vancouver. Yes, that was three months ago, but hey. Better late than never. Of course, these aren't all the photos, but I didn't want to bore you guys with the other thousand photos hanging out on my computer. Besides, I'm sick and thinking of all the delicious food that I ate makes me sad. Because as of right now all I can eat is yogurt and chicken noodle soup. Maybe that can become some kind of fad diet. Not so bad, better than living off grapefruit and cabbage leaves. Anyways:

Hat: Roxy
Striped Dress worn as a Shirt: Unknown from London
Shorts: Forever 21
Bag: Vintage Dooney and Bourke
Shoes: Sam Edelman

Currently I'm decorating my room for the new house and these flowers are serving as my inspiration. I love not only the bright color, but specifically the detail (yes, we all know my obsession with detail). The way the colors compliment each other, and slowly fade from purple to yellow really drive me to find the same cohesion in my room. Urban Outfitters has become my new favorite website. I'm really hoping for a vintage end table with a record player. Do you think vinyl is worth the investment?

Anyways, this old woman is me in 50 years. I cannot wait to be her. There are so many patterns here she might as well be a fabric store.

Okay, so maybe I have a lot of obsessions. But seriously. That Afro? Pure awesome. I have so many photos of this guy that I should earn a degree in stalking. Him, playing the drums, guitar, tambourine, the xylophone (yes, that's right), and finally this sick steel drum. I firmly believe that I will grow myself a similarly wicked Jew 'fro. Just take away my blow drier.

Hat: Roxy
Shirt: Francesca's Collection
Shorts: Vintage, Bought in Vancouver
Shoes: Sam Edelman
Bag: Vintage Dooney and Bourke

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A Touch of Cinderella

Cheetah Jacket: Forever 21
Betsy Johnson Dress: Vintage
Alice and Olivia Stacked Heels: Payless

Once upon a time there was a girl. She was blond, silly, and fashion obsessed. She sat at her window, surrounded by moving boxes, and dreamed of a place where she could go. A place where beautiful clothes were the norm, where people were just as silly as she. Then one day she received a message from the mythical laptop post. It was an invitation to the Akira ball! This girl planned and prepped, ready and waiting for the day of the ball. But when it came, the girl had no fairy godmother, no pumpkin carriage, and no way to make it to the ball. So she pulled out her camera and took photos of her gown. And she keeps dreaming...