Sunday, March 31, 2013

Square Dance



Wearing: DIY bow, DIY body harness, western shirt from asos marketplace (Miss Lawes Adores), skirt from etsy (adVintagous) and DIY gemstone tights.

I think the strange, ethereal vibes of sunlight streaming through my window from the last decent rays of Autumn (according to the weather forecast at least) looks totally bizarre with an outfit more akin to something from a square dancing hall, but with my own unique spin on things as usual. My hair looks pretty horrible though, like I haven't washed it in weeks but I promise I am horribly unsustainable and insist on washing my hair every night- which is just as well because just about everybody insists picking it up and playing with it is acceptable at the moment since it's so damn long. I did however like the use of red and purple on these tights I re-fashioned using a hot glue gun and some craft gems, hence the very cliche outfit for today which I spiced up with some other DIY projects and in general, girly paraphernalia. If you think I look tired in these shots, just you wait till I post something that was taken after a gruelling day on campus fraught with laboratory sessions and lectures.

Degen Fall 2012




Finally the weather man has forecasted an end to a dreadfully long heatwave- but what does this mean to you the reader and what are the implications? Well for one thing I'm not going to be as cranky and unmotivated to dress no longer chained to practical sun dresses and light weight cottons. I'm also in the mood to appraise knitted bikinis, bottom briefs and  deconstructed tops worn with platform sneakers: yes it's time to dig in to more Degen runway shows. They're fairly small events, but I'll remind you each piece is made by hand and ordering from the websites ignites a chain reaction of orders put in and sweet goods being mailed out. I fell in love with the personalised yarn banners and use of knitted mittens as some kind of important and grand statement necklace. It seems like the sort of imaginative subversion a child might come up with when granted permission to dress themselves but at least it's an interesting idea that holds some promise.

The range and structure of the pieces from this collection provides a whole variety of comfort levels ranging from deliciously ironic midriff tops to jellyfish-like loose dresses.  Just take a moment to envision the movement of these larger dresses in an art-fashion film in a hotel swimming pool or found decades later as a small and cute grandma weighed down by multi-focal glasses sips soup in a retirement home. Okay I acknowledge the majority of these pieces aren't practical and focus on being playful as the presentation suggests but I think the modest dresses of tangled colors can really suit just about anyone.




Strictly speaking platform sneakers aren't really something explicitly knitted for this collection (without really sacrificing practical things we all take for granted that goes into engineering a shoe) and I have been probably too wrapped up in the high-heel sneaker debate (or rather as I call it a debacle). I just really like the different mish-mashed colours and patterns of the shoe and the way they then match the cropped knit tank top. Nothing says not useful like a garment made from the entirely wrong material, something my friend pointed out today as people wore short-sleeved t-shirts with fingerless gloves around university today. Surely if you wanted to be warm you would wear a long-sleeved shirt a logical person might argue, but I think this is where fashion diverges and deviates away from the normal expectations of society sometimes with cataclysmic results, at other times astonishingly beautiful. I would like to think it's quite obvious that anything I feature on my blog is something I condone in a small way but perhaps I will leave this little disclaimer here for future references in the mean time. The colour scheme of yarn is cute and muted, pathing the way for bewildering blue eye shadow and other make up but it all lends to the overall handmade, personal touch I'm already accustomed to associating with Degen.





In the spirit of offensive/ optical illusion clothing I can't help but point out the nipple top. You probably didn't need my saying so but yes, there it is and those are kitted nipples. It's the main reason I'm here discussing Degen for being racy and also being picked up by other stylists and thrown out into a desert environment, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy the stripes or other motifs of the collection. The real irony comes from young models assumed to have not yet experienced the joys of marriage and raising babies wearing such pieces, when apparently angry mothers who resent being banned from breast-feeding in public put caps on their babies heads imitating nipples as well. I don't really know where I'm going with this... just to point out it's a thing and knitwear can be used to be subversive as well as backlash against people not approving of something that should be deemed normal and a part of every human experience. As Petra Collins pointed out: everyone has nipples. But there are drastically different responses depending on whose body is on parade and what gender they belong to. While common decency will nag me like a tingling spidey sense to not wear such a controversial garments in public I can't help but feel it would be hilarious to document the general population's response. Or have it in my closet at the very least, but these sorts of things remain nothing but mythical fancy in my eyes. Just like wearing anything from this collection while I try and space out my cash wages in preparation for being a car!


Saturday, March 30, 2013

Time Flies


Wearing: Sweater stolen from my father, gifted scarf from my boyfriend's grandmother, Asos skirt, DIY gem tights, Vans (sophie) shoes.

Following the trend of just about everyone else in the blogosphere I would like to *apologise* for the crazy amount of posts I haven't unleashed and the general quiet squalor on my little corner of the Internet. Uni has kept me pretty busy with the field trips on weekends and the lack of time to breathe and catch my breath/ feeling like I'm behind on everything but I took these photographs on a nice, sunny day which was still fairly cold. I've been waiting so long for decent Autumn weather and fundamentally, practical weather to wear layers. I loved wearing my plastic gem tights out and about, seeing someone I encountered from work just the other week who may not have recognised me one but with my jellyfish-tentacle hair that has a mind of its own loose about my shoulders. And if they did they may have realised I'm not a sports freak and that referring to our equipment as disgusting makes them the new queen of the bitch face (sorry Jimmy Fallon, but this guy was just so totally expressive). I'm juggling writing from my phone in the mornings about huge fashion collections so a humongous mood board is on its way soon I promise.

Friday, March 29, 2013

Hibernation

Young Souls


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Rookie Mag


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Welcome to the Dollhouse


Buffalo ’66 (1998)


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Christopher Kane SS10


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Pip & Pop


Mademoiselle Rossele


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Claire Inc

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Bleached 


Teen age chariot


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Ghost World (2001)

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The Pulp Girls


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Symantha Rose


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Fashion Hayley


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Rosie + the wolf


Charlotte Free by Moni Haworth for NO. magazine, Helena Bonham Carter for Marc Jacobs by Juergen Teller.


Velvet Codeine


HENSE in DC


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Bobbly Rainbow Socks


Prada Sport SS 2001 photographed by Phil Poynter



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Grimes


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Oyster Mag.com


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The Kennedys


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Getting to university at seven in the morning has its apparent advantages, although I'm sure my body will hate me for all the rest of the week. Before daybreak with many glossy feathered crows flying from pine tree to pine tree it felt like I had stepped right of a Hitchcock masterpiece, but without the sensible green skirt suit and stylised hair. It wasn't like a Tavi Gevinson installation either spewing loaned Miu Miu Summer/ Spring satin shoes or anything like that but it felt peaceful drinking in the short lived atmosphere and aura while it lasted. That's the second weekend field trip I've had two weeks in a row, equating to a fortnight of six day weeks of uni and hence very little posted content lately. Ideally I would have already posted a creepy witch-inspired Autumn mood board full of ethereal pre-Winter vibes to counter Spring Break but I haven't. The six conceived outfits lying around my room would have been photographed by now with witty and clever titles and eBay listing s to clean out the old and gaudy would have happened but it clearly hasn't. It seems a bit rude to fill this post with sorry excuses as to why I've been so absent lately and only managed to sprinkle cute comments around like confetti but with reports due for each of my units you can probably guess why I've gone missing. Hopefully this next week I'll finish all projects for the next month and feel a little more free to post other than on my phone on the bus rides in the morning, create collages and DIY stuff to show off. 

I just wish I was better at this crazy journey we call life and could balance all aspects of what I enjoy a little better, the last few years have really revolved around doing well academically but as a result I feel like I don't have time to myself anymore which is also due to working part-time and being asked to fill-in at really annoying and inconvenient times. I usually love my work and am passionate about what I do but when I have to drag my feet and get there wish utter disdain written on my face it's because A.) I didn't get enough sleep the previous night or B.) I had something I wanted to do that day or a combination of the two. I admire people like Tavi Gevinson for the well poised style, the individual school of thought followed by ground-breaking ideologies that some people only get into far later in life and for being able to be both academic, creative and fun/ pretty. I caught sight of what I looked like yesterday in the train window and was abhorred at my bags and general dishevelled look of exhaustion. As a result I have concluded looking dishevelled only works if you look well rested and shouldn't be tried during the middle of semester. Sorry for being such a blow hole about exhaustion and general negativity but I'm treating myself to watching Twin Peaks and Daria tomorrow as a reward for not skipping one lecture or class these first four weeks. And I may also finally getting around to shooting those sneakily pre-planned outfits I mentioned earlier.