Mismatched

Can you mismatch so much that you eventually match? Like a double negative or something like that? Well this thought happen to have popped into my head the other day and I decided to put myself to the test. Could I really create such a mismatched outfit that it defies all laws of known styling and some how some way becomes idiosyncratically matching? I'll leave that for you to decide how my attempt turned out but if I do say so myself I was feeling quite Man-Repeller-esque in this ensemble composed mostly of Jacked Fashion (faux fur jacket and sequin skirt), Bucketfeet tennis shoes, a random poker visor I found one day and a very dated Banana Republic stripped t-shirt. If Man-Repeller status or mismatched-so-much-that-it-matches twist and turns your buttons the way that it does mine then that's a definite win for me. Happy Tuesday everyone! 


Wearing Jacked Fashion pink and purple faux fur coat and silver sequin skirt, Bucket Feet shoes, Banana Republic top, found poker visor

Flying High

Taking self portraits inside has been quite daunting on me. Not that I don't like the experience, I really do as it is pushing me to learn how to work in completely different lighting situations and broaden my horizons on ways to take photos but oh have I missed the outside! Of course it has also been freezing here so going outside spending give or take an hour to take a few photos has quickly lost its charm. Recently though on a very rare day the temperature will reach a high of 55 and I took the advantage last weekend to take some photos in a location outside of my 4 walls. The results you can judge for yourself but you can probably figure out that it is entitled Flying High because of my recent acquiring of a black leather aviator cap that I love more than I've ever loved any other hat in my entire life, mostly because I also got it for $15. WTF I love New York vintage shopping!!! The dress is Jacked Fashion of which you will be hearing much more about in the upcoming weeks and the location of course none other than a random street around me with lots of colorful tags and wheat pasted posters; just my style.