Around The Bend

Let's raise a glass to learning what you can live without...

And another to absolutely knowing, without a doubt, what you will fight tooth and nail to maintain (pix from Sao Paulo). 

Island In The Sun

dress: ???
tights: ???
shoes; JC Creepers
necklace: Bone Fetish

Cue The Fight Music

dress: Marimekko for Anthropologie

platforms: Jeffery Campbell

bangles: Rosena Sammi

super awesome totally cool extra sweet specs: Geek Eyeware

Issue 1: My tan seems to be getting worse... I am not even wearing crew socks anymore, WTH?!
Issue 2: My specs. I don't have any issues with them, but the comment from the other night, "The first time I saw you in your glasses I thought you looked like a mad scientist. Especially since your glasses are clear they look like goggles. Looking like you never had a D before... (it went on and on)" Say what?! PUT 'EM UP! I was seething. First off my specs rock and no, they don't look like googles! Oh wait...

Do You Ever Wonder What It All Really Means

Do you ever wonder if you'll find your dreams...

dress: Nasty Gal
harness: Audra Jean
platforms: Dolce & Gabbana
rings: by boe (I bought another set for extra stackage... which you can't see in this picture, but trust they are there)

Unleashed

harness: Audra Jean

Overpopulated

Henri Bonaventure Monnier: Delightful Experience of a Family in a Crowded Restaurant

I have a thing about public places (socially awkward doesn't even cover it... now lets add food to the equation because if I can't speak in public perhaps I can shovel food in my mouth AND maintain stimulating conversation... right.)... But if I have learned anything, public places (at least some of the time) are unavoidable.
There is this restaurant that has amazing food BUT (*hangs head and heaves a heavy sigh)... You know how you your family decides to eat out because you know, who wants meat loaf again?! Not I said the cat (btw I don't actually eat meat loaf). And as I uncurl from that fetal position in the backseat, and exit the car slowly, ever so slowly and approach the the restaurant, attempting (fail) to forget that I am about to enter a room filled with random people coughing (mouth not covered with elbow), shoes off feet (because she really thinks she is at home), baby shrieking (as one parent utterly ignores it and the other looks painfully embarrassed), and that ladies lunch with toddlers running amuck (because this is your house and those little clones don't really need any home training; WHY do you delight in raising Bad Ass Kids (BAK)?!), the place is so loud I have to shout in order for the person across from me to be able to hear (I am so not a shouter and end up whispering instead and glancing about nervously, which undoubtedly irritates my table mates), and seriously could that call not wait sir (I do not need to know that you are so tired of ballin')... are we having fun yet?! Well here I am attempting to choke down my food in said madhouse, thinking "I am not high enough for this shit," when someone bumps my chair and I really start chocking. Oh gawd please stop touching me (because now you are ensuring that the food will never be dislodged from my throat, and hey, did you wash your hands before exiting the restroom)! I hate eating out... meals are meant to be relaxing... pleasurable even, NOT circus like... OMG! Why is your toddler (see BAK) staring at me! No this isn't cute, no he doesn't like me.. EWW, HE IS PICKING HIS NOSE! I'm not hungry anymore. Eek, me saying I am not hungry does not mean you stick your hands in my plate! I am starving and totally disgusted and yes, I don't mind eating Chipotle for the 5th time this week (to go please)! Delightful experience my ass!

Photo Credit here.

This Just In

shades: Linda Farrow Project & Jeremy Scott

Ground Control To Major Tom

I don't want to know who does it better. Don't tell me about hot new stuff. I don't want to see rad-ness or have nastiness delivered. You know who I am talking about... Nasty Gal. I am completely addicted and the need grows stronger with every email (and if you are on the mailing list, then you know how often that occurs). Completely and utterly addicted... meh.

Latest score: Jeffery Campbell Stinger Platform Creepers. 

My first thought when I saw these shoes was Vivienne Westwood ala Nana (quite a few differences but definitely in the same headspace). Completely brash, absurdly garish, with the perfect amount of don't f*ck with me. Now if only I had this harness...

Fruit Salad

top: J. Crew
skirt: Marimekko for Anthropolgie
belt: Miu Miu
shoes: Jeffery Campbell*
earrings: Brasileira Bijux
ring: nOir
bangles: Rosena Sammi

* These shoes totally rock, but... they are supremely heavy and feel as if they will fall off any minute. The ten runs wide (which makes walking even harder, as I have a super narrow foot). The plastic begins to steam up after a while and blister your feet too... but you will undoubtedly be stopped by hoards of women and even asked by some to try on and walk around in them (oh yeah, that actually happened and she was PREGNANT!)