Dress is for sale HERE. Blouse is for sale HERE. Get 'em while they're hot, otherwise I'll just keep wearing them together while pretending to be a jungle beast vacationing at Kauai Beach. I must be stopped, people.
****If you're in the LA/Burbank area****
We are having a GIANT party full of booze, comedy, music, art by Greg from the Bouncing Souls, a GOURMET GRILLED CHEESE TRUCK, photobooth, and did I mention booze? The world is invited to attend. So, come hither, little ones. We'd love to see your bright shiny faces.
American Deadstock is the bomb, no doubt. I wear these guys on the regs. Recently I came home to a package that included this halter top and about 7 million other goodies from them. I cannot express my love and gratitude enough. MARRY ME, DEADSTOCK FRIENDS.
You may notice that I look like a middle-aged soccer mom from the neck up in these photos. This is due to my squeaky clean hair - very horrible. Clean hair ages me 10+ years. And makes me look like I should be wearing a turtle neck and pencil skirt. Gag. Good thing I am an expert when it comes to confusing the masses by showing some belly, and with a faux leather jacket? Forever clothing dyslexic, I swear.
Hey! People!
I listed a handful of new items in my shop that, amongst other things, includes the skirt in which I am so eloquently wearing in this post. It's going to be hard to part with, but I've got to share the love, right? Check out this skirt HERE ...and maybe pair it with a similar American Deadstock halter top like this one HERE? ...and then head over to My Salvation and rock a similiar necklace HERE. We can be almost-twins!
Below are a few items fresh in the shop. Check 'em out! Click the image below to visit my shop.
leggings from buffalo exchange, cowboy hat from melrose trading post, thrifted boots and belt, backpack c/o lucky vintage, necklaces c/o my salvation
The caliber of how suction-spandexy these leggings appear wasn't made aware to me until I looked at these photos. HOLY SQUEEZE. We'll blame the flash, because in person these things look like normal tight pants. I think. I hope. Anyway, I love them, so pfffpt.
I have a mad case of the one-red-eye currently transpiring, which is really awesome. See evidence of this in all it's grandeur in photo #'s 1, 2, 4, and 5. These infesting blood vessels won't give up. They come; they go; they return with a vengeance, and then they take a nap. It's a vicious cycle and I am sick of looking like I am stoned to everyone glaring at me from my right side. Until this retreats, just call me Stoney Kaufman and look away before we meet eyes.
Thank you Ryan and Zach for the cowboy hat, thank you Madi for the top and geode bracelet, thank you Dana for the jewelry, and thank you, Lucky Vintage, for the backpack. I couldn't have worn this outfit without you all.
I know I don't get too personal on my blog, and really only rant about dumb valueless bs, but I do have my formspring open to those wanting to know less (or more) trivial notions pulled out of my brain. I like to keep this blog fun and stupid. Fun and stupid forever. F&S. Fupid.
My boyfriend says it looks like a million boobs, but I think interpretation treble clefs are a better way of describing the visual on the inner (or outer?) side of this duster. Of course, Nintendo coffee beans falling from space accurately convey the images on the reverse side. And those faceless robed people? What are those people doing? Casually anticipating their demise by man-eating coffee beans from above? Or are they whistling music notes into the sky?
Nothing about this makes sense, which is [DUH] why I love it.
I'm sure you've all seen the glory that is Some Velvet Vintage during your etsy/tumblr/blog strolls. This shop is almost too good to handle, honestly. Along with the duster they sent me, here are a few of my other favorites:
Check out the Some Velvet Vintage online store here!
To keep everyone updated -- I'm working at a kick-ass rock 'n roll salon in Burbank, so if you live in the area, message me for more info and let's cut those locks. Chop chop!
