Outfit: She Does Whatever She Likes

Halfway through the day during which this shoot took place, I decided it was going to be Treat Yo Self Day.  Why not?  I had just watched that episode of Parks and Rec, and I was inspired.

After I took these pictures and edited them (side note: I used Finding Femme’s Lightroom preset this time, which is why the photos look better than usual.  You can download that here), I took myself out for a manicure, and then, miraculously, I made it to the best coffee shop in town, Brewpoint, minutes before it closed for the day.  I ordered a Bartolome, which is a magnificent concert of espresso, coconut almond milk, half and half, cinnamon, and honey.

Back at home with drink in hand, I took Mox for a long walk.  She hit the sack when we came home, so I went out for a little shopping.  The fruits of my labors? A set of hot rollers and a box of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles macaroni and cheese.

Since this was only my first time, Treat Yo Self Day probably wasn’t everything it could be, but I think I’m off to a good start.  Time to start planning next year…

Earrings: old, ModCloth

Dress: vintage, Capsule Vintage

Shoes: old, Seychelles

Bag: Melie Bianco (similar)

On Aging

Two things I received in the mail this month have made me consider my age more than ever.  The first is Allure’s anti-aging issue, in which Botox advertisements are smartly tucked between features on eye cream and the right type of skirt to wear at 50.  The second, and perhaps the one that hit closer to home, was this month’s Birchbox.

It included a sample of WEI’s Manuka Bee Venom anti-wrinkle mask.  Really, BB? You had to throw in a cream that carries an allergy warning, all because you think I need to start thinking about the golden years of my skin?

Here’s what’s up: I am 25 years old.  From slightly afar, I look a little younger than most people my age, thanks to a round face and a petite frame (and, let’s face it, a sprinkling of youthful blemishes).  Up close, though, my eyelids are losing firmness.  Faint lines are appearing around my mouth.  And when I eat too much sugar, my face carries a nauseated scowl.

Am I going to do anything about those little indicators of age?  Absolutely not.  I am a firm believer of aging gracefully, which means that my fountain of youth consists solely of good moisturizer, hair dye, and calcium supplements.

In fact, this whole anti-aging battle doesn’t even make sense to me.  The biggest thing I’ve noticed as I’ve gotten older is a huge boost in confidence/a major downturn in how little I give a shit.  I simply can’t be bothered to do anything about the natural passage of time.

So listen up, Allure: quit wasting space in your pages.  Show me more lipgloss.

And you, too, Birchbox: don’t you dare give me anti-aging crap when you could give me a new perfume instead.

Outfit: How Much is that Puppy in the Window?

Today, I had one of those magical shoots that involved not one, but two puppies.

Moxie has had a bad case of cabin fever.  She’s been quarantined in the house for two weeks on account of the canine flu, which means she hasn’t been to daycare in what, for her, must feel like a century.  Unfortunately, Moxie does not handle R & R well.  Instead of taking this time to recuperate, watch some Netflix, paint her nails, etc., she has channeled her energy into chewing her food bowl, my Tupperware, and, most significantly, the floor.

The floor.

So, to get her out of the house, I brought her on this shoot.  She watched from the car, a couple of treats to keep her occupied.  I took a few pictures before I noticed that another dog was staring at me.  In the window of the shop next to me, there was this sweet little black and white pup, tail a-wagging furiously.  You can totally tell when I noticed him.

If only every shoot involved at least two dogs.

Necklace: old, Forever 21

Top: thrifted

Skirt: thrifted

Shoes: old, Seychelles

Girl About Town: Lincoln Park

In order to get some more practice, I drove out to Lincoln Park to meet up with my friend Kelsey for a photography adventure.  Skirting the coastline of Lake Michigan, we made a few sculptural pals and headed into the Lincoln Park Conservatory to check out some indoor flora, since the great outdoors still isn’t so great.  (I’m looking at you, Mother Nature.)

It goes without saying that the Conservatory is just captivating–it houses everything from ancient ferns to the local flowers used in Chicago’s parks–but I was particularly interested in the architecture.  I’m such a sucker for anything that was built around the turn of the century!

Outfit: Mushaboom

Even though (500) Days of Summer came out over half a decade ago, I’m still head-over-heels for Zooey Deschanel’s wardrobe in that movie.  Every outfit was a hit–each one was just the right amount of feminine and classic.  In one of the later scenes, she’s spotted in a divine periwinkle dress, and I remember being in the theater with my friends, loudly whispering, “I need that dress!

Three years later, I saw a similarly sweet little number on the Topshop website, and it was mine.

Two years after that, I still hadn’t worn it.  What a shame!  Instead of letting it sit in my closet, waiting for the right occasion (maybe a brunch wedding?), I put it on and instantly felt amazing.  I think I’m just going to start wearing it all the time.  Who gives a damn about occasions?

Do you have clothes that you’ve never worn?  What are you waiting for?

Necklace: old, ModCloth

Dress: old, Topshop

Heels: old, Seychelles

Clutch: ModCloth

Outfit: One Thing We’ve Got

You know those weeks where nothing is really wrong, but nothing is really right, either?  You’re not sick, no one died, you didn’t get fired–but you did run out of milk at exactly the wrong time, your ex-boyfriend has a new girlfriend, and your hair doesn’t look good no matter what you do to it.

That’s how I’ve been feeling lately, but you know, I think I’m starting to come out of it.  And what better way to celebrate feeling awesome than by taking pictures of yourself in a busy street just because you can?

Most of the components of this outfit were things I wore to work.  Obviously, I wasn’t flashing my midriff–instead, I tucked in this top and buttoned a long cardigan over it.  And I had on much more sensible shoes.  It was cute, and I probably could have worn it for this shoot, but I really wanted a little sex appeal.

How do you pull yourself out of a bad week?

Sunglasses: old, Forever 21

Top: old, Urban Outfitters

Skirt: old, H&M

Bag: old, Stitch Fix

Shoes: Seychelles

Outfit: Sent Me Flowers

I haven’t worn pants for an outfit post in such a long time, and I’m afraid I have to admit it’s because pants simply don’t seem to get as much social media love as dresses and skirts.  Of course, this is a completely stupid reason, so today, I dug out a pair and got to work.

My friend and I had been discussing slim cargo pants, so these were the obvious choice.  I love everything about them–they’re perfectly comfy, but they’re unusual enough to make them a little chic.  With the red sneakers, they’re a TKO.

What items of clothing do you want to incorporate into your wardrobe?

Necklace: vintage

Shirt: thrifted

Cargo pants: old, ModCloth

Shoes: old, Urban Outfitters