Part 1…because I could go on forever…
My gravitation toward prep-school inspired pieces and all things Alexa Chung is a byproduct of my childhood obsession with Madeline (WHO NEEDS AN APPENDIX ANYWAY?).
I was SO PISSED when those petty step sisters ruined Cinderella’s uber-feminine original ball gown. The bows! The cool blue-beaded necklace (not pictured, just engrained in memory)! And we also mustn’t forget that Gus pretty much put the crop top on the market– Sorry Rihanna.
Perdon moi, but Vada Margaret Sultenfuss was bad ass. She had the whole hard-to-get thing down to a science and was also stylish AF and willing to experiment with her beauty look (blue eyeshadow totally worked on her). That off-the-shoulder peasant top and pedal-pusher combo never gets old. (Okay capri pants died a slow and painful death in the early aughts but swap in some distressed high-waisted denim and you’re golden).
First of all, nobody wants to know how many pages of Google Images I had to go through to get to this photo. Although black and white doesn’t necessarily do Ryce justice (I REALLY wanted a picture of the cool sweater she wears when she makes out with the guy at that party where the entire house falls down), Ryce was so cool. I mean, her name was RYCE (and at the time, I owned a necklace with my name engraved in rice, so our imaginary bond was particularly strong).
Passport to Paris
I distinctly remember perusing Velvet Pixie for a similar bandanna-headband hybrid while trying to convince my mom that I NEEDED a cordless phone with feathers all over it.
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
Sloane definitely doesn’t care, but I think her white fringe-leather is totally bitchin.
She’s All That:
FACT: Jenna Lyons have been so into Pre-Makeover Laney’s overalls and thick-rimmed specs (despite the fact that she really should have been more careful with silk).
I rewound this scene multiple times (#TBT #REWINDING) just to catch another glimpse at perfection that is this dress. That sweatheart neckline! Those cute, yet creepy doll-things! Although I was much more into Mandees than Moschino at the time, I’ve been still been searching for a suitable replica for the past 11 years, and I’m not the only one…
Some people swoon over Harry Styles, I swoon over monochromatic matching sets (and sometimes, Harry Styles). I mean, whatever you’re into, right?
Sex and the City
Be still my menswear-inspired heart!
(Due to circulating rumors of a third SATC installment, prepare yourselves for a recap of my Carrie favorites, including that one time she wore a belt in the middle of her bare stomach because WHO ELSE could pull that off?)
“So, I was thinking, maybe we could go back to my house after this and drink with my roommates. You know, save a little money.” GOODBYE SIR.
“Nah, I didn’t go to college. I’M SMART THOUGH!” Okay, well I wasn’t questioning your intelligence until after you said that last bit.
“I hope my friends didn’t smoke all of my weed while we were gone.”…………………OKAY.
“Oh, no I don’t drink beer. I’ll have a hard cider.” No.
“Um, I’ll just go get myself a drink.” (I actually dropped this line, after my date ordered a refill for himself from the waiter)
“I know this really great happy hour place called ‘The Pig ‘n Whistle.’ My boy is a bartender there.” Wow, that sounds like a really lovely establishment! I can’t wait to hang out wit u nd ur boiiz.
“Could you tell me what the score of the basketball game is so that I can stop trying to read it in the reflection over your shoulder?”Annnnnnnnnnd I’m out.
The butt-dial has been a first-world burden since the dawn of the touchscreen phone, but late last week I was introduced to the butt-stalk via Instagram. I woke up in the middle of the night with a sharp pain in my side and realized that I was sleeping on my cell phone (I know, I know, it’s horrible to sleep with your phone in your bed, but what if I came up with a witty tweet in my sleep? Was I supposed to GET UP and walk to my phone before transcribing my punchy thoughts? I think not).
When I went to open my home screen, I was surprised to find this quote pulled up on an Instagram account that I had never seen before. After retracing my cyber-steps, I realized that I had left my account open to the “Explore” page and had visited two different accounts unconsciously (it was clearly a tossing-and-turning kind of night).
The truth and beauty in this quote really startled me, and it got me thinking about my tendency to romanticize all past experiences, regardless of their nature. At first glance this sentiment certainly has romantic connotations, and it’s true — I do romanticize past relationships, adding dramatic flair to the blandest of memories (though as a writer I will say that my imagination propels me to fantasy land more than I’d like to admit). But this quote also applies to the most recent, non-romantic period in my life — the few months I spent working for a kick-ass publication in New York City, learning from some beyond-incredible people, and living out my dream.
In a sense I’m lucky, because unlike most of my romantic experiences, I won’t have to exaggerate and re-create my LHJ memories in order to look back on them fondly. I have no idea what the future has in store for me, but I do know that I’m fortunate to have such an awesome scene in my rearview. #LadiesForLife
“Ugh I forgot to wash my face. But I’m already in bed…how dirty could my face possibly be? I should get up. I should totally get up. I should clean my room tomorrow. And organize my closet. And recycle.”
Image Courtesy of memanal.wordpress.com
Yes I’m aware that it’s January 19th. Punctuality is a lifelong goal of mine. Along with:
- Getting out of bed the second time my alarm goes off
- Spilling less than 3 beverages a day #babysteps
- Buying a sense of direction (I heard Etsy is selling those now)
- Throwing things away when I finish eating them instead of looking like a creepy container hoarder until the next time I happen to move
- “I’m five minutes away, I swear!” “Tiffany I can hear the faucet I know you didn’t leave the house.” “……..Sorry”
- ^^Doing less of that
- Drinking less coffee
- Buying makeup that actually matches my skin tone as opposed to self-tanning more than a B-list celebrity
- Walking to work instead of taking the subway (unless its cold out)
- (Or I’m tired)
- (Or late)
- Wearing the outfit that I picked out the night before instead of changing 25 times before eventually settling on my original choice
- Understanding that Long Island Iced Teas are never okay
- Eating more green things (Airheads don’t count)
- Buying bottles of wine for quality instead of quantity
- Wearing lipstick everyday
- Putting more effort into finding a stable relationship (on opposite day)
- Reducing my tendency to piss off waitstaff (apparently they don’t like when you ask what the cheapest drink on the menu is)
- Writing in my blog more
A wise man on Pinterest once said ““Do you want to know who you are? Don’t ask. Act! Action will delineate and define you.”
Wish me luck!