There is nothing like the intense pressure of intense deadlines for a book that is kinda about an intense break-up but really mostly about your intense relationship with your body & the world to make you, well… Intensely aware of your body. You know?
I mean this in a good way. I feel more in my skin, more comfortable, happier, hotter & more desirable than I have in ages. Some of this is about some recent experiences of feeling appreciated & desired in various ways. But it’s way bigger than that, too. It’s about an internal shift.
I left the house in a tight strappy tank top, a very short miniskirt, bare legs, & sparkly shoes today. Glitter on my eyelids, lipstick on my lips. These might not be brave fashion choices for someone else, but they are extremely brave fashion choices for me, especially considering my past year.
I feel back to my real self and I feel braver, basically. It’s been a long time coming.
My outfit for F.A.G.G.O.T.S.: The Musical! I did not realize this shirt was quite so see-thru, wow. At least I’m wearing a cute bra?
Plz excuse the cruddy photobooth quality & my messy bedroom.
I found this gorgeous necklace at a sleepy little store on 18th Street, on my walk home thru The Mission tonight. It is smokey quartz!
I almost never buy myself jewelry. This is mostly a class thing. I am an artist and a femme and a lover of most things that are bright and glamourous and beautiful, and still: It is really really really incredibly hard for me to justify getting myself a pretty thing just for the sake of having a pretty thing! When I have any extra money (and extra means “beyond my incredibly modest baseline grad student + working artist + hustler budget”), I’m usually either in a mind-set of “Great, what debt can I pay off now?” or “Yay, Savings!!!”
Also, on the rare occasions that I have bothered to get myself a bauble, it’s usually been either hella cheap super flashy draggy stuff (flowers! feathers! sequins! glitter!), or more steampunky stuff. I love old typewriter key necklaces and necklaces made out of dictionary cut-outs and sheet music cut-outs and map cut-outs, necklaces made out of compasses and old watch faces, those kinds of things. I think that this has to do with being a writer and also just being nerdy, in some ways. I love wearing words and wearing writing & thinking utensils. (This is also why I have two text tattoos.)
But this necklace, I dunno. It just kinda sung at me, and it was surprisingly cheap. And I’m trying to do nice things for myself every once in awhile Financial Scarcity Issues be damned. So why not, right?
Happy belated birthday to myself, I guess.
These are possibly the coolest tights I have ever seen. They are works of art, for serious. Teja Jamilla makes this amazing legwear in a bunch of sizes & colors. It looks like you can even custom order them.
I want the pink sea creature tights (but in Size Large). And the fob & skeleton key tights in pretty much any color. And and and and and…
I don’t have it in my budget to splurge on pretty tights at the moment, but these are first on the list when some extra cash comes my way. Wow.
Outfit at tonight’s skool party. Such a fun night!
IMPORTANT FATSHION TIMEZ:
I’ve sorta hated florals for years and have rotated them out of my wardrobe because they don’t feel, well, tough enough. I’m 4’11” and fat and have a baby-face, and while I know theoretically that Short and Fat and Baby-Face can equal Tough As Nails, well, all of that plus Florals just feels a bit too… Dowdy? Cutesy? Like I end up looking either 8 or 80? My general go to outfits, even if they are very simple (like, a scoopneck tee & a denim skirt, which is generally what I wear if I’m not Gettin’ Fancy), are still Protective Armor-y Tough Femme Clothing.
But anyway, my point — this outfit, and this article, they are totally making me look at florals differently. Like, this person’s outfit in particular is BOSS. So maybe I can try wearing florals again?
This is kind of exciting!
My blog post on Hard Florals is finally finished. For the love of god, have a look at it before I lose my sanity altogether…
Picture by Aine Walker
http://hauteproportions.blogspot.com/2012/04/hard-florals.html
(via fuckyeahhardfemme)
and the show GOES ON.
(i fucking bought these fingerless leather gloves WITH RUFFLES from dark garden today. absolutely frivolous, but absolutely worth it.)
Nomy & I had a study date today where we accidentally dressed like twins. True Story.
HELLO NYC FAT FEMMES and NYC fat femme appreciators: Where should I go for cute plus-size lingerie? I am looking for both cute/sexy/fashion-y bras & function-y bras. I figure if any city has what I am looking for, it’s New York. Are there places other than Orchard Corsets? (I recall their selection not being awesome, but the last time I went there was also 5 years ago).
In other news:
* Portland was awesome.
* Seattle was awesome but all too brief. I will spend more time there next time!
* I am in NYC and have, in the past 24 hrs, enjoyed things like curried goat & callilou bread & patties delivered to my (host’s) door, mascarpone gelato, and FREE LAURIE ANDERSON CONCERTS IN THE PARK with special guest appearances by Lou Reed. Holy wow, NYC. Way to impress a lady.
God, I spent way too much money on this shirt today. But it’s also kinda The Best Thing Ever. The pink & the QUEEN reference & the fat girl on the bike? I’m considering it a birthday treat to myself. I’m pretty pleased. :)
I am just full of awe & “awwww!” today. Way to make me feel like a million bucks when I’m stuck home with a cold, world. <3
“Girl, you need to DOCUMENT that outfit!” — Colin.
The dress matches the glasses matches the labret.
This outfit also matches my shoes. If only my laptop’s camera could catch my shoes!
It’s apparently Kindercore Day over here at Ginaland Headquarters. I’m also doing homework to Live Through This.