Outfit: Where the World Turns Blue

One of the drawbacks about living where I do is that there are no nearby bodies of water.  There isn’t even a duck pond or a little creek, so I drove about an hour to get here to take these pictures.  It’s the first time I’ve been to the beach all year, and this is how I was dressed!  In my defense, though, I’d been going for a Regency-era bathing costume look, and I think I hit the mark.

I’d been dying to wear this dress again for an outfit post.  Back when I was still taking pictures on my phone, I staged one of my very favorite shoots to date while wandering around an old mill house in this dramatic ensemble (see here).  I don’t suppose I feel better in any other item of clothing in my closet.  I love the contrasting stripes, the flowing skirt, the perfectly fitted waistline.  It seems to me like an updated version of something a Jane Austen character would wear, perhaps Catherine Morland of Northanger Abbey?

When I arrived at the beach on this day, everything went wrong.  Instead of it being empty–it was a chill day–there were lots of people around.  I’d been playing around with the manual settings on my camera and started off with some miserably overexposed shots (although they did turn out pretty cool–see the last shot).  I got sand in my purse and plenty of grit in my shoes.  I might have scratched my lens.

But you know what?  I really like the way these turned out, and I think I must owe it to the dress.  I want to throw a parade for it.

Hat: Urban Outfitters

Dress: old, Anthropologie

Hair clip: ModCloth

Shoes: old, Seychelles (similar)

Outfit: Pennies from Heaven

Even though I finally have access to public transportation again, I rarely use it.  More frequently, I like to utilize the murals on the el’s concrete supports.  Every once in a while, an artist will come along, paint over an old one, and start afresh.  This particular one has been around for a couple of years, and I hope it doesn’t go anywhere, because I love it!  A reworking of the city’s flag, how wonderful.

I’ve been really into bright colors lately, which I fear is a bit too late.  Now that fall is starting to pick up steam, I know–know–I’ll be gravitating more toward muted colors.  And my favorite cold weather combo of burgundy and forest green will become so much more prominent.  Oh well.  I’m going to hold on to these punchy reds and lemon yellows as long as I can.

As for the hair, well, it’s a long story.  A few weeks ago, a coworker of mine told me he ran into my ex-boyfriend at an arcade.  I guess the guy has starting doing a gentleman’s topknot, so as a little bit of an homage, I did up my hair like that.

Now, this particular ex-boyfriend is someone I’ve had an especially hard time getting over.  He was sweet, energetic, clever, affectionate, and deliriously good-looking.  Since things ended with him, I’ve become a bit of a serial dater, trying to find someone who would make me forget about him.

Which is probably not the best way to do things.  Last year, a dear friend of mine introduced me to the concept of “deep single,” which is when you stop dating and focus on yourself, your friendships, your family, and your pets.  You work on those relationships, get yourself to where you want to be, and then you’ll be ready to date again.

So that’s what I’m going to do.  It’s time for a change, and it’s really time for me to get to know myself again.  I need to be in a little bit of a cocoon for a while.

Top: vintage

Shorts: old, ModCloth

Shoes: B.A.I.T. Footwear

Bag: Jump From Paper

Pretty Please: Elie Saab FW 2015-2016

As you might have gathered, I’m not much of a haute couture kind of girl.  I tend to gravitate to practical, if quirky, apparel, but I have to say, I’ve been a big fan of Elie Saab for the last three or four years.

Everything he designs is so ethereal–the soft, muted colors; dramatically flowing silhouettes; and so much sparkle on those diaphanous gowns throw me into a tizzy.  The gowns all have a wondrous fairy tale aura, as if they were spirited away from a princess’ vast wardrobe.  This is the stuff of dreams.

Outfit: Beneath the Blue Suburban Skies

It’s been on my list for some time to shoot at the downtown area of my new town, and I finally had the chance last week to do it.  I’m trying to rearrange my shooting schedule so that I can take pictures during slower times (Monday night!  Saturday morning!), which means being able to take pictures in a popular place like this without too much distraction.

Back when I was apartment hunting, I remember really wanting to live right here.  I love those cobblestones and all the lights strung out across the streets!  Thankfully, I ended up living only a few blocks from here, so at least it’s no trouble to take a quick stroll.

Speaking of schedules and shooting and busyness, I was thinking about how I do so much now that I don’t know myself quite as well as I used to.  All during high school and college, I kept a journal on an impressively consistent basis.  I’d write down everything that was bothering me or was exciting or that I was nervous about, and I’d analyze my feelings on every subject with great detail.  Sometimes I’d write poems or do little character vignettes, but after I started my grown-up job, all of that stopped abruptly.

I became so wrapped up in the whirl of adulthood–of moving out, cooking, going out, dating, raising a puppy, all those small things–that I stopped trying to figure myself out.  In my last post, I mentioned that I was taken aback upon realizing I’m lonely, but if this move had happened five years ago, I’d have known this was going to be a possibility.  Unlike my younger days, my feelings sometimes confuse me because I don’t have the time to think them through.

This blog is a good creative outlet for me, but it’s not exactly the place for me to explore my innermost feelings.  From now on, I want to get back on track and try to write a little bit more, privately.  With everything that’s going on right now, understanding myself is really important.  Maybe I can start discovering where I’m headed.

Top: thrifted

Belt: ModCloth

Skirt: old, ModCloth

Shoes: old, Seychelles

Outfit: Mad About Saffron

I was really excited to shoot in this park because there’s a long trail of stepping stones that forms a timeline of my city’s history, going back all the way to the age of the dinosaurs.  Unfortunately, my camera died before I could take any pictures of those, but I made sure to take lots of pictures of myself like the shameless ham I am.

Anyway, the night I took these pictures, I had the strangest feeling.  I was walking Moxie and thinking about how boring certain things were becoming–the things I do on my own, like taking pictures, writing, and watching Netflix.  I love each of those hobbies, but something was missing.  It took me some time, but eventually it dawned on me that I actually want to be around people.

In an earlier post, I mentioned that I had never truly lived on my own.  Now that I’m about a month into it, I’m really craving the company of other human beings.  (Not that I don’t love being with Moxie, but she can’t hold a conversation with me.  I tried.)  I’ve found myself eagerly making plans and going out and actually enjoying it, which is often not the case.  Previously, I looked forward to and savored every moment of alone time, but now that I have it in abundance, all I want is to hang out with everyone all the time!

Who am I anymore?

Hat: from a nearby boutique

T-shirt: Target

Shorts: ModCloth

Sandals: ModCloth

Bag: ModCloth

Digs I Dig: Victorian Is Mine!

As I write this post, it’s storming something fierce outside.  There’s a flash flood warning blaring on my phone, and poor Moxie is hiding under the kitchen table.  What a welcome respite, then, to peek into this beautifully decorated Victorian home!

I love the shades of blue that pervade much of the house–blue calms me down immensely.  I’m also a big fan of the space in here, because sometimes people who love antiques can get a little carried away with the decor.  Not so with this couple, who have maintained a nice flow throughout the rooms.

I’m really drawn to this bedroom, probably because it’s so open, like my own.  In fact, the atmosphere of this house reminds me a lot of the way I’ve styled my apartment, which is rather spare with muted tones for the walls but with antiques, books, and souvenirs to give the place a bit of personality.

Source

Outfit: No One Around

About a month ago, I started living alone for the first time in my life.  I quickly learned that there are many perks to this arrangement, including waking/sleeping whenever I so desire, cleaning at my discretion, and, perhaps most importantly, not needing to be dressed.

I spend quite a lot of time in my apartment in various states of undress, which is exactly why I wanted to do an extravagant post like this one.  I had been perusing my dresses and realized I’d already worn most of them for a post (sometimes more), until I came to this breathtaking, 1920s-style salmon gown.

Ten years ago, for a high school dance, I bought this dress for about $60 at the local Charlotte Russe.  Can you believe it?  That store is the very last place I’d ever think to purchase something like this.

Since that dance, I’ve worn it as many times as possible, most notably for the Yule Ball my Quidditch team hosted during college.  In those ten years, the dress has survived remarkably well.  No holes, no missing beads, just a few little stains here and there that can easily be removed at the cleaners’.

I wanted to do something special for the dress that had already done so much for me, so I shot at a nearby mansion.  It’s normally in use for weddings, but I went during a weekday so I could make full use of the decorative gardens.  Even though I clearly need to learn how to use light, I’m still very happy with how the pictures turned out.  It felt almost like a fairy tale to take them!

What is the most beloved item of clothing you own?

Earrings: old, ModCloth

Dress: old, Charlotte Russe

Shoes: old, Seychelles