pirouette

Mar 24, 2009 14:11

Apple sauce and diet coke for breakfast.
Breakfast of champs?

I SO do not want my ladytimes right now. Ugh. I had belly-punching cramps for like two weeks prior this time. That's pretty odd. My ladybusiness is doing weird things lately. I don't like it. :/

Someone is downloading Fortune Teller from my computer! That's weird, how random.

I'm really obsessed with ballet style lately. Not like, tutus and pink satin, but like casual, everyday ballet style. Unitards, tights, not a lot of pattens, lots of drapey cardigans made out of light-weight knits, hardly any bulk, jumpers, cropped sweatshirts, slippers and flats, lightweight angora (especially in black), etc. I'll pair, say, black tights, a thin-cotton white loose t-shirt and a heather grey buttonless, drapey cardigan... but then mix it with my own style, like the white t-shirt is my white Lords t-shirt (sleeves hacked off), and crumply black suede boots, with possible a few long gold or silver chain necklaces with very simple details. Or throw in a cropped leather jacket with patches.

I really love that sort of look. It's so many things at once: it's casual, comfortable, sexy in a laid back sort of way, it's stylish and it lets me meld my punk style with my fashion loving side because I can tailor it to include unexpected details (like my tarantula pin, WHICH I CANNOT FIND! :(:(:( ). It sort of feels like this is my "true style". I've been really fashion-obsessed for the past year and a half and I've come to realize that this is what I feel most "me" in.









(credit goes to thelastpauline for this photo collage)





(credit goes to demented_forte for this one)

























(this is a little more of my old style than what I'm talking about here but I still love this outfit to death and would wear it)

Also: I NEED these shoes. NEED. This is not funny. Me not owning these is a total travesty. They are absofuckinglutely perfect and I am coveting them hardcore. I don't care how much they cost: I WILL own them. I think I pooped my pants when I first laid eyes on 'em.





But they are SO HARD TO FIND. Uggghhhhh.
I believe they are by Christian Louboutin for Rodarte (totally overshadowed by the gold pair that he created as seen on Victoria Beckham, blech).

Alright, well! I am going to go curl up in a ball in a corner now and die of girl pains.

Ps. "Heartwork" by Carcass is one of the best metal albums of all time!!! Yesterday, I'm like, in the kitchen cooking burgers, and all of a sudden I hear "Buried Dreams" coming from the living room where Dave is and I'm like "CARCASS?!?!?!?!?!?!?" and ran out. I guess he was listening to it on their Myspace page for whatever reason. I haven't heard that fucking album for years! It totally reminds me of Jen!
Rad.


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