Even when I’m not blogging, I am almost certainly wearing clothes. Last photo of the fauxhawk before it stopped looking like a fauxhawk… plus an awkward petticoat reveal. Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose… plus a scorpion brooch for good measure. How short is too short? Sometimes, you don’t know until you’re […]
Gambit
Back in November, Ian said this outfit reminded him of Gambit. Yes, the X-Man. I here admit that I didn’t pop that collar until after the Gambit remark. Observe that my hair does not grow longer, only taller. Today’s outfit, similarly captured with crummy indoor lighting and bleached to no end: Sheila‘s been winterizing her […]
Dolling Up/Manning Up II
Friday, I busted out some pseudo-manstyle for a job interview. You could describe this outfit as two parts butch, one part femme. Face to face, you’d surely have spotted my makeup, girly shoes, fishnet trouser socks, and five earrings. These trousers, my friend/ are blowin’ in the wind/ these trousers are blowin’ in the wind […]
Always a Bridesmaid, Never a Sailor Wearing a Bustle
Last Saturday, Mr. Jaunty and I attended an MVMA concert featuring the Bruce Nehring Consort. The performance took place in a local church and didn’t call for dressing up… but hey. Those who take outfit photos past midnight get crummy indoor lighting: Dress – Trashy Diva “Trixie” in Olivine Floral print, gift from little […]
Summer Haircut 2.0
Back in March, I started aching to shave my head. My growing collection of curly hair accoutrements (silicone-free shampoo, conditioner and gels, smooth towels, satin pillowcases, a blow-dryer. diffuser, duckbill clips, eight maids a’milking) were a messy burden. I dreaded waking up early to fuss with my hair, and it felt stupid waiting hours for […]
Because practically everyone loves haircut posts, right?
When you’re preparing for a haircut, do you gather pictures to show your stylist? I do. When I was a college student in New Mexico, I took this photo to a stylist: Was it the most amazing, stylish hairstyle I’d ever seen in my life? Nay, but it looked feasible, and feasible is all […]
A New Orleans Wedding
At long last, I will fill you in on my little sister‘s fabled wedding, gathering photos from thither and yon. The setting: Jackson Square in New Orleans’ famous French Quarter. Heavenly. Ladies awaiting… The bridesmaids: Me and three upstanding young ladies, all clad in Trashy Diva dresses and bearing Flora Savage bouquets of […]
What were you saying? I couldn’t hear you over my bridesmaid dress
Eight days until my little sister’s wedding. The last time I aired my Maid of Honor-related wardrobe woes, I was searching for a brown, knee-length dress and coordinating shoes. Several readers stepped up with helpful shoe-source suggestions, but I never did find a brown dress… which is great news, since the bride exercised her bridely […]
Return of the Cocktail Dress
So… uh… I returned The Cocktail Dress to Ross. Don’t give me that look! When I bought the dress, the back vent was stitched shut. I’d hoped that cutting those stitches would give me more wiggle room and prevent the skirt from riding up so badly. MISCALCULATION. Once I cut the threads, there was nothing […]
My Trashy Diva
Today, while leafing through the latest issue of BUST magazine, I was SHOCKED to see a large Trashy Diva advertisement featuring this girl— who is also this girl— I recognized her not only from my desktop wallpaper— — but from my entire life. That sleek redhead? She’s my little sister! Seriously, here we are as […]