Outfit of the Day

May 29th

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Delicate necklace (purchased in San Francisco), “Santanna” maxi dress (Shabby Apple), faux leather backpack (Target)

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Sunglasses and sandals (Forever 21)

I’m back to living in the world of (occasional) three-day weekends! I left my jobs at Shabby Apple and Market Street Grill to work full time as a receptionist for a physical therapy office and it has been a very positive change for me already. I have weekends and holidays off, so I was able to visit my family this Memorial Day weekend after recovering from what my doctor thinks was pneumonia. Exciting times.

So anyway! Here’s a long overdue outfit post featuring a too-comfy-to-be-real-clothes jersey dress and some other lifestyle changes I’ve made, like:

  • Completely changing my skin care regimen and using a cream from Curology every night
  • Selling/donating all of my uncomfortable shoes
  • Getting my hair cut at a barber shop
  • No longer wearing liquid foundation (since my skin has improved drastically!) and instead wearing just liquid concealer and finishing powder (plus brow and eye products)

I hope you all got a chance to spend time with your loved ones this holiday and took a moment to think of those that gave up their lives for our country!

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My Life

A new project

An artist’s statement in reverse… a (relatively) public call for entries.

It’s been six years since I graduated from high school, and I’ve been particularly introspective today. Bear with me… I’ll get to my point eventually.

I haven’t made any serious art in a long time. I’ve done a lot of maturing. I put my own mental health on the back burner, forgot how to take care of myself. Sought out love in the wrong places. Built myself up in superficial ways while my insides festered. Now that I’m closer to where I want to be, I’ve picked up the pencils to draw pretty pictures and it just feels hollow. I can’t make more pretty art – not without something behind it. I have no interest in that anymore. Sure, I’ll continue to take pictures of my dog and my Starbucks drinks and the flowers outside my house, but to put hours into something that is shiny and only shiny? Forget it.

Your twenties are… an interesting time. I see many of you taking on the sort of adult responsibilities that make me dizzy just considering them for a passing minute. (Instead, I just throw an admiring “like” your way and scroll onward.) We’re all doing different things. It’s after high school that you really begin exploring your own values. Everything before that was practice mode. When you look back, you might cringe at your choice in eyeshadow… or the number of times you should have kept your opinion to yourself.

Here’s where these two things come together: I want your advice. A sentence, a paragraph, an essay, a couple lines… Nicely written or more rough… I’l take what you’ll give me. (But the purer, the less refined, the better.) But it’s a cliche sort of advice: What would you tell your younger self? How would you make it easier on yourself in junior high, in college, a year ago, twenty years ago, a month ago? In theory, you would still be the same worldly person you are today, still possess the same knowledge, but the path might have been less bumpy. It’s not simply regret if you gained something from it, right? That’s how I try to look at my mistakes. (I mean, theoretically. I don’t have the words “float on” tattooed on my wrist for nothing. I need the reminder.) To illustrate how you could be as shallow or heavy as you desire, here are a couple examples of my own imaginary advice.

In the kiddie pool region: “Don’t ever touch your eyebrows. Just don’t.”
Toward the deep end, where I have to start holding onto the wall: “Don’t quit something just because you aren’t naturally good at it. Only pursuing the things that come easily spoils you and will make doing the difficult things that much harder.”
I will make something from these words. That part is still in its initial stages of brainstorming, but a call for your stories means I can’t back out of it – I have to follow through with this idea!
(And it’s anonymous, duh.)
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Fashion, My Life

Met Gala 2016 + an update

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Elle Fanning in Thakoon

All of the sudden, it’s May, I’m leaving my TWO part time jobs (hosting and clothing sales) for one full time position (receptionist) and I’m looking for a new (used) little car. So I have some adjustments to make! Stay tuned for more consistent updates, photos from my trip to San Francisco, and maybe some new art? And maybe I’ll finally get around to posting my photos from last year’s visit to Austria and Germany. But anyway, on to more of the glamour of Sunday night’s Met Gala – basically my favorite red carpet event.

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