OH Hell NO

I lived through this once and let me tell you...once was quite enough. Overalls in general don't offend me - although you'll never catch me in a pair because they are really unflattering and make me look like a 12 year old farm child. But re-living the one strap down is where I really draw the line. I did this in 6th grade, I am kind of ashamed to say. But hey, I was 11 and all the kids who I thought were cool were doing it so naturally, I followed suit. I think Theo did it on The Cosby Show and that was what cemented things in my mind that this was something I must do. So I got myself a pair of white denim overall shorts at Caldor (yes, Caldor...which is another topic entirely) and I wore them with the one strap down. Oh man...why am I admitting all this? I honestly do not know. But yes, I did it, all of it...One strap down on my overalls, Caldor, all of it!!!

Some things should just remain in the past, let's leave it at that.

UPSetters

Here is someone who is doing something way more constructive than me with their free time.

Check it out, it's the illy-illness: Reason & RasClot

Serious Problems

These pants being one of them. So fresh and so clean. Love.

Super Cute

I really love these pilgrim shoes. I don't know why because they are kind of ugly...but there is something about them that I really love that I can't quite put my finger on. I wonder how the buckle looks in person, if it looks cheap or not..?

By Jeffrey Campbell, courtesy of Bonadrag.

At The Car Wash...

Part of my Sunday consisted of going to the car wash down the street and vacuuming out the whip. Actually, my husband did all the work while I just wandered around like a white girl lost in the ghetto taking pictures of everything. Some G's rolled up in a drop-top beamer, I kid you not. It was 35 degrees here in the Bean today and homeboy is rolling around in a convertible. I suppose compared to the weather we've been having it was kinda like a heat wave. So yeah bro, definitely drop that top and roll up and down Blue Hill, shiiiiiiiiit. I can't believe I didn't take a photo of that. Oh well.

R.I.P. Gordon's

I remember when I was in 5th grade, I dragged my mom to this shoe store that used to be in my hometown. It was called Gordon's and it was more of a shoe outlet. They got all these amazing shoes from who knows where - close outs, department store dump offs, factory over runs, who the hell knows, really....

Gordon's was located in this big brick building that used to be some sort of warehouse. There were rows and rows of shoes after shoes after shoes. Every type of shoe you could think of, Gordon's had them. The stock constantly changed, the boxes were stacked under the styles displayed and what they had was out. And who am I kidding, I didn't ever have to drag my mother there, she always wanted to go...and when we did go to Gordon's it was always a 2 hour affair. I remember my mother walking up and down the aisles, trying on pair after pair after pair.

Gordon's is a solid and wonderful memory from my childhood. It went out of business long ago and I still miss it. My hometown isn't far away from NYC so I can only imagine the amazing shoes that would be coming through the doors if Gordon's were still in business.

Anyway, one day my mother and I took a trip to Gordon's and it was here that I got my very first pair of high top LA Gear sneakers. When I saw these heels, all I could think of was my LA Gears. Damn, I Lalalalalalalala--oved those shoes!

Miiiuuuuuuuuuu!

Riding the Train...

Took these photos while waiting for the train the other day. I really miss riding the good old Orange Line to work every morning. I was such an anal commuter, I knew just where to stand on the platform so that when the train pulled up the doors would open right in front of me. This past Saturday was the first time I rode the train in about 2 weeks or so and I felt like an imposter.

Most people would call me crazy but I actually miss the slice of life that riding the train delivered to me on a daily basis. Most of the time, riding the subway is pretty boring, nothing really out of the ordinary happens. You get on, go your few stops, then get the hell off. But some days when that train pulls up, you get on what I like to call The Crazy Car. The doors slide open and you step on and in that same second, you realize that there are a sh*t ton of crazies on that particular subway car. It's like there's a silent call that only the weirdos can hear and it calls them to board that particular car. It's too late to step off and get in the next car so you just settle in enjoy the show.

If you ride the subway a lot then you're accustomed to the art of watching people without looking like you're straight staring at them. It's not hard to do but it's something regular riders are experts at. Many times, you just want to outright STARE because there are some seriously wacky cracky people out there and you can't believe what's going on 5 feet away from you....but you just steal glances or watch them in the reflection of the windows if you're positioned correctly.

The last time I boarded The Crazy Car was about a month ago when I was coming home from a dentist appointment. Besides sloppy drunks conversing loudly about sexual positions (yes, in the middle of the day) the best thing to come out of that ride was a lovely one-toothed crackhead who informed me that God had allowed him a glimpse of heaven by looking into my eyes.

Enough said.

Call Me Trendy...

...But I'm really feeling this tonal blue denim that is popping up everywhere...Blogs, fashion editorials, etc. etc. These images are from teen vogue, bleach black & stylesightings. For some reason I also really like the D&G denim leopard pump even though it is slightly reminiscent of those trashy ass Guess ads.....but you could style this pump in a very non-trashy way, for sure.

I wonder how long this denim on denim will last for until it feels played.

$540? But Every Girl Needs a Black Silk Cape...

Sooooo...Like any normal chick who is obsessed with fashion, I heist photos from the interweb of things I think are awesome and store them in a folder on my laptop for inspiration. I was going through said folder this evening and paused when I clicked on this photo of Jen Brill.

Hang on one sec...is that....noooo....wait....yesssss....

*sharp intake of breath*

...She's....wearing....MY CAPE!!!

I can't remember when I yoinked this photo of her or even what website it came from. All I know is that it was months ago. And one more thing: I am 99% certain that she is wearing the silk Alexander Wang cape that I am completely obsessed with. This cape just hit my favorite store Stel's a few weeks ago. This cape is so freaking sick it kills me! The way it drapes, the bat wing sleeves, the leather shoulder detailing. I have visited it repeatedly and done more than a few twirls in it.

Oh Alex, If only I had $540 to drop on this piece of amazingness you have created. I'd wear it everywhere. If anyone else has the loot, you can cop it here.

And seriously, Jen Brill is the best dressed girl on the planet right now.

I Like Your Sweater

I forget which blog i racked this photo from. I like this chick's style though. Good colors and loving the boots.

Her boots actually remind me of this field trip I went on when I was in junior high. My science class went to this pond where we had to noodle catfish. Just kidding. No noodling...just sampling the water for some crapola, who the hell knows. But I remember having to put on some serious wader boots and get all up in that pond water. I felt like a huge dork, especially because I was out there with this boy that I had the hugest crush on. His name was Sean Keeley. I have no idea what happened to him but Sean if you're out there....I was in love with you in 8th grade! So anyway, my point in all of this is that who knew that one day I would actually think over the knee wader type boots were pretty damn fresh looking.

So to cap off this ridiculous story - a little while after I got my ass out of the pond, my science teacher, Mr. Mello, sent me and the little love of my junior high life to fill up some buckets with water from the other side of the pond. While we were over there, two older kids that were probably cutting from the nearby high school came up to the chain link fence that we were on the other side of...

"Hey you fuckers!" they yelled.

We looked over and they dropped their pants. One white ass and another little white weenie stared me in the face. Sean and I gaped at each other, eyes wide as sh*t. We picked up those buckets filled with pond scum and ran back to the other side, laughing our 13 year old asses off.

Oh, junior high...

Favorite Shoes of OH-NINE

Happy New Year Everyone!

Here are my two favorite shoe purchases of '09. My YSL cages that I was married in and my LD Tuttles that I went and visited a lot til I could afford them. They both still make my heart beat a little faster.

Here's to more great shoes in 2010....

Opening Ceremony X Pendleton X Dumb and Dumber

Hahahahahahaaaaa...

I swear...I'm not an Opening Ceremony hater....but...

AAHAHAHAHAAAA....

It's just too difficult for me to take this collab seriously after my genius of a husband pointed out this comparison. He is a f*cking genius and anyone who knows him would so agree with me. I only wish I could take credit for this hilarity.

Woolrich actually provided these wardrobe pieces for the movie.

There is another image I am searching for of Jeff Daniels decked out in his pendleton-like ensemble, I can't find it though...but it's so good - he's wearing a calf length blue and white navajo robe. All you Dumb and Dumber fans know what I'm referring to.

Shout out to New Money!

Merry Christmas!

Dear Santa,

You can leave these under the tree for me tonight...

XXX,

LZMTC

WH-WH-WH-WHAT

Stole this image from Highsnobette.

Just imagine yourself in these.....Blazing.....

More Stuff I Like...

Just a few things I've have come across lately that I like....

Give that criss-cross denim a chance. It's weird at first but it has so grown on me. Love!

Shit Brindle

First of all, this post is dedicated to you, Helen.

Let me be the first one to say that my family is weird. But come on, what family ISN'T weird? Have you ever heard of a normal family? However, as it seems to be in the case of my family, weird = pretty fuckin awesome.

Now, this leads me to discuss the topic of Shit Brindle. According to my mom and aunts, the color of the bag posted above is "Shit Brindle". None of the ladies in my family (myself included) own ANYTHING in this color. I have been trained to avoid this color at all costs. It's a weird color, a color that makes you scratch your head and go...what IS it about this color that is so...OFF??

Well I'll tell you what is wrong with this color. It's the color of a bad shit. The color of baby poop. The color of bad taco meat. It's a brown with too much yellow in it. Not quite caramel, not quite tan. Shit Brindle.

My mother's grandmother was the one who coined this term. It's been passed down for generations now. And if I ever have a daughter I will pass it on to her. But for now, I pass it on to you.

Stay far, far away from this horrific color.

Well Played

Going to any holiday parties this year? This is the way to play it, if you can work it out...

I stole these photos from the NY Times because I think the styling here is a breath of fresh air. A nice tight skirt or even an interesting pair of pants, paired with a nice big comfy sweater. It's very of the moment -- a new take on evening wear, it's exactly how to dress for a party right now.

Being that it's 14 degrees in the Bean today, yes, you read that correctly, 14 degrees, this type of outfit is perfect for all my holiday festivities. Of course, you must get the proportions correct in order to pull this one off and manage to look chic.

Bows Bows Bows

Looks like Opening Ceremony was inspired by Chanel....Hey, who isn't??

Club Foot

Check out these super fly Casadei shoes I just came across in Footwear News.

Holy dopeness.

I think the reason I'm so into these is because it's a really fresh silhouette that I haven't seen anywhere. I would totally rock these shoes into oblivion, they are HOT HOT HOT and I'm digging them.

The only thing throwing me off a little bit is the color. It's like a cross between silly putty and that orthopedic color made specifically for the elderly and people with fucking club foot or some shit.

Any Howard fans read my blog?? "I'm club-fuckin-footed ya ass wipe!"

Apologies for all the swearing, it's really tacky but sometimes it's just necessary, ya know??

Anyway, maybe this color is different in person and didn't quite come across in print. I wonder if I had the choice what color I'd make these....hmmmm.....maybe more of a nude?

What do you guys think, do you love them, hate them or what?