Yes, babies. That would be me sitting on top of a kitchen sink looking especially like a Tarantino villainess. I spent the better part of yesterday afternoon playing with grapes and kitchen knives and sitting in places I probably shouldn’t be sitting in. Thank you so much to the talented Mr. Will Larsen for taking these.
This is by far my favorite piece at the Art Institute. When you walk around the corner, it’s the first thing you’re confronted by. And confronted is really the right word. I really feel like I could jump through that hole into a whole different world (à la Tim Burton in Nightmare Before Christmas, right?)
I know it’s late in the game, but I was pulling my favorites from the shows so far off of style.com (did I mention I had a paper and a problem set due tomorrow? Details.) Anyways, I found myself pulling practically ALL of Jason Wu’s look. ALL of them. Good god damn. I narrowed it down to five, in ascending order.
This look is super chic and wearable, not to mention the print on the collar is fucking kickass, as well as the detailing on the sides of the pants.
I’m thinking about getting my hair cut. As much as I have liked it long lately (and don’t get me wrong, I’m not DEAD DEAD set on getting it cut, just thinking about it), I feel like this may be one of the last times in my life where I can get away with something super trendy and or wild before I have to enter the world of capitalistic drones/the rat race.
I always wish I had paid more attention to what was going on around me when I was lucky enough to live in Japan. I like to think, however, that from time to time I benefit from some Tokyo street fashion osmosis that somehow managed to seep into my body before I left. Though most of the things in this outfit are not from Japan, the Mickey Mouse bag was purchased at Tokyo Disneyland!
(more pictures and a close-up of the bag after the jump!)
1) As you can tell, the 30x30 challenge has been…challenging. In fact, so challenging, I am giving up. In my defense, the snowpocolypse did come, and my wardrobe of late has consisted of uggs and my gigantic north face parka. Not to mention, there are only 28 days in February. So there.
2) My senior thesis is taking over my life. I have a draft due on Thursday. 25 pages on the Canterbury Tales. I also have a Scarlet Letter paper due on the same day, as well as the first 25 chapters of Moby Dick read. Yey, my life.
Look. Had I known when I was picking out my clothes that there was going to be a snowpocolypse, I may have made different decisions. The fact of the matter is I’ll probably have to substitute a lot of those boots of uggs the next couple of days to wade through the 24 inches of snow Chicago is supposed to get today.
That being said, since there’s no fucking chance I can go outside to take these photos anywhere, I figured what the hell. Why not just wear the outfit inside and call it a day?