5/23/2014

#3 it's a party in the US



This is a really disappointingly average sartorial showing, I know, but I have had a busy-busy state of mind these past two weeks and, thus, what I have worn has suffered. That's not to say that what I actually wear is sub-par in any way because I am much too fussy to let that happen, it's just been extremely devout of creativity. The formula I've followed goes like this; long sleeved white or grey tee, one or two plaid or patterned long sleeved shirts, and then a jacket, and then a scarf, and then jeans (or shorts and sunglasses if the temperatures dares itself to venture above 10 degrees) and that's been it.

So I think this'll be my outfit when I go out tonight. It actually looks better than it does in these pictures, and it's outrageous that, given how tame it is, this is as outrageous as I've been willing to go. Showing a bit of arm, lord have mercy! The old me would have been appalled; I wore some (actually a lot of, and mostly from Jay Jays) marginal outfits, but I was never scared to experiment and I guess living in Dunedin, where 95% of people dress exactly the same has put a stop to that.

Anyway, I will describe this combo. It's a tee-shirt, probably brought for the anniversary of 9/11 or something, and left here by some large American tourist on a cruise and so I cut the sleeves off (a little too close the the sides and it's a tricky to not have at least one nipple showing) and it's funny to think of that imaginary original shirt-owner knowing that his purchase was now being worn by a little gay boy. The shirt is Dad's and it's very heavy and velvety and wonderful, and the glasses are from Jay Jays (getting two mentions in one post, good for them!).

5/09/2014

#2 if you're out to not offend






This outfit, or should I say the various minute kind-of variations of it (different shirts layered under the coat, or even different patterns of layers of the same shirts) that I throw on because I can't stand wearing the one exactly-the-same combo twice, ever, like I'm Kate Middleton and the people in my classes with notice and gossip amongst themselves about how I've lost it (ridiculous because what I used to wear sometimes was visually offensive),  is what I would wear every day if I went to college in Vermont (I'm reading the Secret History right, right now and I'm feeling immersed big time) or some place else cold and muted.


































I wear it about every second day. It is cold.

#1 explaining what I want this site to be

This is the fourth time I’ve tried to do this and I’ve have figured out exactly why my last attempts have been such dismal failures; not in the sense that no-one like or followed them, but in the sense that I wasn’t really blogging about things I was interested in, or knew anything about. To anyone who was mildly interested or knowledgeable about those things, what I was vomiting-out would have come across as a beyond contrived and cringe-y thing to have to read. I can’t even look at old posts I made without zooming back to myself in year thirteen thinking, “yes, if I use swear words a lot and toss around the word chic people will take me seriously and think I’m cool”. Uh, no.

This time around obviously, things will be different (as much as I have said this in the past, and probably meant it, I mean it now with so much conviction that if it doesn’t work out I will be really disappointed); not a try-hard attempt, nor one that’s not-trying hard enough. It’s going to be my thoughts uncensored, about cool things that I like, and I’m not going to pretend that I have a particularly fresh spin on thing (at least at this stage), but I think I’m a decent (if I can stop using brackets with every sentence) writer and I have definite ideas of what’s I believe is cool and what isn’t.

So, here goes.