Wednesday, May 4, 2011



I want to emulate these outfits this month. As usual, anything high waisted is almost automatically admitted to my closet, but these are three outfits that need a spot - it's non-negotiable. Twiggy is just adorable, and the shape of that dress is timeless, the pattern might be a tad 1970's, but in a solid color or a floral with a pair of chunky heels it would be completely modern. The second look is adorable, and completely sailor-inspired. I love the simplicity of this, it seems like the kind of dress you can throw on for errands or a walk. Now, the third is certainly the most 'now' outfit. It's contemporary, it's cute, and it's minimal; everything that I love. And the pastel tones just drive me mad! They strike a perfect balance between a feminine pallet and the minimalistic skirt/shirt combination.
I want to wear these all summer.
I was taking the bus today, and we drove by the most lovely boy walking down the sidewalk drinking coffee. So, I'm sitting here, wanting to jump out the window and ask him if he loves Johnny Flynn as much as I do, bored beyond belief, taking in every detail of this person. Skinny jeans, black keds, plaid shirt, tan canvas jacket, pale and messy, looking like he hadn't slept in days. My friend paying no mind of course - she thinks I only like people who look like heroin addicts.

And I'd love to say,
"Hey there adorable indie boy,
You look drawn out and sick,
Lets smoke too many cigarettes
And listen to Bob Dylan?
Yeah?"



But I never actually meet these people, unless you count visually stalking them for a couple seconds. Where do these people actually live? The ones I know are over sensitive and know nothing of Rembrandt.


Oh well.


Bonsoir

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

I belong to another time







I am currently in love with Colette.

Not only is she one of the most wonderful writers I have ever come across, but her life astounds me. I honestly wish I was born in 1873 and was Colette (as strange as it sounds, throughout the day I wish to have been born over a century ago). Her escapades caused riots, she was bisexual and married three times - I think I'm in love.
There are a few people I would like to trade lives with, and Colette is one of them. Every day I think, wouldn't life be grand if I had grown up in France circa 1900? I mean sure, there was that little Nazi occupation, but I wouldn't let that spoil my fun, right?