Today’s outfit rocks for many reasons. 1) I’m rocking this vintage shirt which I got at Unique today with my friend Alex for only six bucks (it looks like something Jack White would wear, no?) 2) I’m rocking these kickass new Sam Edelman shoes. As soon as I put them on, I was like, “I must own these shoes”, and then I did a little dance around the store 3) The sunglasses with my new haircut make me look like Lady Gaga 4) All of these things combined make me look like Yelle, who is also super cool. Bonus) I’m wearing a romper. So, yeah.
“Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You with the Joyce, you with the Nabokov, you with the Woolf. You there in the library, on the platform of the metro, you in the corner of the café, you in the window of your room. You, who make my life so god damned difficult. The girl who reads has spun out the account of her life and it is bursting with meaning. She insists that her narratives are rich, her supporting cast colorful, and her typeface bold. You, the girl who reads, make me want to be everything that I am not. But I am weak and I will fail you, because you have dreamed, properly, of someone who is better than I am. You will not accept the life that I told of at the beginning of this piece. You will accept nothing less than passion, and perfection, and a life worthy of being storied. So out with you, girl who reads. Take the next southbound train and take your Hemingway with you. I hate you. I really, really, really hate you.”—You Should Date An Illiterate Girl, Charles Warnke (via nocternity)
Notice this dude encroaching on my outfit photo space…
Today MaCash and I went downtown for various errands (I got a bow tie, you guys. Get excited.) My outfit today was inspired by Janelle Monae, Pee Wee Herman, and maybe a little bit of Buddy Holly and Steve Urkel.
You’ll see what I mean about the Urkel after the jump.
Yesterday I was looking in my roommates’ closets (as I am wont to do) and I found this little gem of a sweater/coat thing that belonged to my roomie Krystin. Immediately I paired it with my wide brimmed hat which I don’t think I’ve showed you guys yet, and my go-to shoes of late.
The night of the Oscars, my dorm threw a little Oscar party. I decided to go dressed in my usual old Hollywood get up, but I think it turned out nicely. I photographed people’s red carpet photos (Stony Island is the name of our dorm), but I had Christine snap a few of me and my outfit before the awards began.
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?
I’m participating in Kendi Everyday’s 30 x 30 winter challenge! What is that, you may ask? Simply put, starting February 1st, you only wear 30 items from your closet for 30 days. The challenge is to remix those pieces over and over again for an entire month. It is minimalist, it is zen, it is meant for those of us who feel like we have nothing to wear and therefore have to go to Aritzia to buy something new. Check out her past posted remixes here!
Here are my items! Please excuse my shoddy photo shop skills.
Today in my Color Theory and Practice class, my friend Alex presented this amazing 40 by 40 grid where he hand painted each individual square. It took him 16 hours.
Time and dedication to beauty is something we value here at Haus of du Monstre (I realize that’s redundant). If you feel your values match ours, click here to recommend Café du Monstre to the fashion directory this week, even though it’s been broken for the last three…
I remember there was a time back in my 2nd year of college when I wore my black netted hat, and I though I wore it, I was scared of being made fun of. Even with a really simple black outfit too! I think I’ve definitely come a long way in terms of how much I actually care about what people think. Just wait till you see what’s under the coat…
Fancy shmanchy triptych to start today’s post! Wearing colors in the winter is something I strive for big, big time, even if I tone it down with military basics like I have in this picture. Bright lipstych is also necessary, of course…
Last night I went to my friend’s 21st birthday party that his girlfriend (also my friend, Sid) organized. The theme of the party was modernism. Sid ended up going as a dead Virginia Woolf (ghost-modernism), and I went as Post-modernism (see below):