Monthly Archives: March 2012

From half-thrift to full

Oh, so you thrift – well, chances are you’re only half-thrifting. There’s been so many times when I’ve found something amazing at a thrift store but didn’t get it because the fit wasn’t right and as a result I looked stupid. And I cannot have that. So when it finally dawned on me, ‘just get it tailored, dumb dumb’, I was both relieved that I could finally get these gems my heart have so long desired AND pissed that I’ve missed out of things in the past and failed to realize such a trivial solution. I’d hashtag first world problems but this isn’t Twitter and I’m not about to become one of ‘those’ people. Moral of this long-winded story is if you’ve ever not gotten something you would have because it didn’t fit you have only been half-thrifting. So, get out there, full-thrift (read: get that shit tailored).

There’s logic behind the preceding rant – the jacket I’m wearing above originally looked as though I was smuggling small children into the country via my sleeves BUT it has since been tailored and now fits like a glove.

In other news, I found an awesomely awesome pair of white loafers that required no tailoring since they, one: are shoes and two: already fit.

I also wanted to share this bag that I got on my day of full-thrifting. Isn’t it great? Great. Genuine leather, ladies and gents – cant get that shit just anywhere.

Links – Vintage (tailoring = vintage, right?) jacket. Urban Outfitter cardi. Thrifted mewelry. Club Monaco henley. American Apparel slacks. Thrifted loafers.

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Navy and black – a rebel’s story

Let’s get real for a second. A wise (wo)man once told me that you should never wear navy with black – since I no longer associate with that person for obvious reasons – this post is a, as they say, fuck you. Sorry, I apologize. But, I just feel strongly when someone tries to restrict the fashion rebel in me. While this particular look may not be rebellious to the full extent, since I am wearing  the darkest of navys, the blackest of blues, I do feel as though it is a valiant attempt at giving the finger to those who say ‘no’.

And in case you think I’m making this shit up, which is a likely scenario, real life designers are breaking the age old rule, too. Paul Smith takes it to a new level with his mix of blues and blacks in his SS 2012.

He also takes advantage of denim, and we all know how I feel about denim. So, this is totes a collective fuck you from Paul Smith and I.

That was the last bit of profanity, promise – Urban Planet jacket. American Apparel striped longsleeve. American Apparel slacks. Boots. ‘Til next time.

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The lumber jack plaid

There’s plaid and then there’s PLAID. Plaid is the button down/jacket that comes varied in its multicoloredness and you never really love it but you always just really like it. PLAID is the classic black and red check that you never really like but ALWAYS love. And PLAID is what I wore today. K, I’m gonna stop capitalizing plaid, it’s giving me size related anxiety. Anywho, you know lumber jacks (read: under-appreciated style icons)? Exactly. I came across the look you see beneath and decided too emulate it and of course add my own lil’ sumin sumin, i.e. mewelry. Below doesn’t exactly scream lumber jack but neither does a tiny totem pole on a string – inspiration is in the eye of the beholder my friend.

Voila, inspiration.

The preceding pictures contain poses such as: ‘looking into the distant corner of my apartment’ and ‘chopping down an imaginary tree which is actually a book shelf’.

Links? Okay. Thrifted (lumber jack) plaid jacket. H&M t. American Apparel herringbone sweater. H&M jeans. Booooooooots. Citizen watch. Thrifted totem pole mewelry. And all was well in the land of plaid.

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DUB DENIM

DUB DENIM. It has been no stranger to Man Up, which is by no means a bad thing, since the look is in fact, amazing in every way. Amazingness talk aside, Winter has made another appearance – just when we thought our nipples were safe. Put on a warmer jacket you say? Oh, no no. Button up your denim jacket and keep it so for the entirety of the day? Yes. Denim is one of those things you plan in advanced and there was no way I was changing my dub denim plan in lieu of a constant feeling of frigidness. It’s all about improvisation, folks – and buttons are you ticket.

Vintage Levis denim jacket. Thrifted plaid button down. Club Monaco jeans. All-purpose, all-the-time boots. Dub denim for keeps. I don’t know.

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