I'M A COUGAR NOW

diy cut off shorts, vintage jacket, diy top from strange cargo in chicago, f21 tights

I have been shredding and bleaching and dying all of the clothes that I hate but want to love. These used-to-be-mom jeans were my first experiment. Turned out pretty decent. Think I may dip dye them still. I was super hyped to wear my creation along with this jacket for my birthday, only to find out it was COLD AS HELL (Winter hell, not hot hell. Hot hell would be fantastic and not really hell). So I had to wear pants and a coat on my birthday. I think the weather thought it was giving me a gift by being the same temperature as my age and throwing in a ton of wind. Screw you, weather, screw you. You're terrible at gift giving. 

I've never wanted January to come so bad. Road tripping down south and west. I mean, south south. Where I avoid all things Winter. And then I will continue to avoid Winter for the entire month because I will be couch surfing in southern California. Hello California friends, and thank you for letting me stay with you all. Love you. Youda youda best. I will buy pizza and nachos for everyone. I swear to all things holy, if by a freak chance it comes anywhere near snowing where I will be, I AM GOING TO MURDER AN INNOCENT PERSON. <3

Took almost no photos of my birthday last night that weren't completely blurry. Really we barely took any pictures at all. That just means we were having way too much FUN. 

Surf party song. HBD to me.

I AM A STALKER

I obviously don't need to do any explaining unless you guys are complete MORONS. But I know you aren't. Anna has the body of my plastic roommate, the mannequin, and reminds me that being a ginger with pale skin is da bomb. Her style is UH-MAZING. And I'm not sure anyone has ever inspired me to wear Hawaiian print button up tops...ever. Until now. So basically, Anna, you already know this but I am completely obsessing over you and your hot self. Whew, good to get that off of my chest. Everyone check out my internet crush and the real strawberry freckleface, Anna-Christina. Prepare to hate yourself.

Also, it is my birthday. Late twenties. Basically thirty. We will say thirty. Did you know they are discontinuing Chaser pills? So dumb.

Song.

BABY IT'S COLD OUTSIDE

sweater c/o logically liz, nutcase necklace, uo shoes, unknown tights

I hate the cold but I'm so down with this sweater. And I didn't have to do any work to get this baby all deconstructed. Logically Liz, a local Nebraskan artist, sent this gem my way. I will be sporting this sweater for a good 4 months straight. 

Cutting this short, as I had a long amazing night and now have work to make up for it. I leave you with some songs from a band that killed it last night, on top of being super rad guys.

IT LOOKS LIKE FALL, GAG ME

sam edelman shoes, let's gab about vintage belt, nutcasefashion rose gold necklace, thrifted jewelry, f21 vest, wholesale.net dress

My inspiration incorporating the long vest came from Vix, as I have been obsessing over her clothing as of late. I also have a new blog obsession, but I think I will dedicate a post to her later on in the week. I seriously stumble upon some freakin' great inspirational gals, it seems. Some people are so good at pulling off their "look" that it makes me seriously question my own which results in me hating everything in my closet. But, just gotta be me. Not sure what "me" even fully means, really. Seriously though, I want long hair. Enough of this mid-length BS. Grow hair, growwwwwwww. 

Anyway, bleaching and dying clothing is making me ill. The fumes are getting to me. I may die. Sorry if this is my last post ever.

HEY GUESS WHAT? MORE TIE-DYE, THAT'S WHAT

top from euphoria, f21 pants, uo shoes, under the pyramids triangle necklace, other jewelry

Remember how I hate wearing pants? Recall that? Yeah, not these. I never want to take these off. If I were you, I would seriously hurry up to Forever 21 and grab all of their 70s inspired gear right away before they get even more 70s printed clothing in and you become a serious hoarder (talking about myself, here). The pants weren't originally cuffed at the bottom like this but I felt it looked better with the boots. 

I am following this strange trend of wearing the same style or print over the duration of a few consecutive posts, have you noticed? I guess my next post should contain more tie-dye? I wish you all could visit for just one day to go shopping at Euphoria, where I got this top. Easily my favorite local store packed full of tie-dye dresses, pants, tops, bohemian 60s and 70s prints, incense, crystals, gypsy/hemp/eastern purses hanging from the ceilings, bamboo, an overwhelming amount of jewelry, and everything else you could ever want. I get lost in the midst of it all every time I visit. Here are a few photos of my favorite store, not taken by me. These photos really don't do it justice. Just come here and shop.

Annnd a song to leave you with.

VIX

If I could raid someones closet, Vix is the woman for me. I have been following her for a long time now and not only is she super rad and very sweet, but her style OFF THE HOOK. I thought she was too good to not take note of, so I am dedicating a post to her. A sidebar link just isn't enough. If you have a good few HOURS free where you'd otherwise be bored (bored? what's that?), then you can visit her here at Vintage Vixen. You might want to get a bib or a towel to catch your drool so it doesn't ruin your keyboard.

TOXIC SHOCK

tie dye skirt c/o american deadstock, f21 bustier and jacket, my salvation arrow necklace, uo boots

When I opened the package from American Deadstock, I was so stoked on this skirt I could hardly contain myself. Not only is it stretchy...so I can eat like I normally do and the seam won't bust or hurt my food baby, but the print is fantastic. I love the toxic galactic pattern of colors that form what looks like neon nebula vapors on the black fabric. So good. I think this is my favorite tie dye I've seen in awhile. Annnnnd...the clothing from this store is rather inexpensive. This skirt, for example, is a measly 16 bucks.

My birthday is next weekend. 27. Cool. Psyche. Whatever, we all age, but when there are digital memories slapped all over the internet of you from age youngblah to now, it's hard not to get sad and nostalgic and wish you had your old self back. And man, word of advice - don't ever look through your old Myspace photos, because if you were like me you probably ONLY showcased your most fun amazing times where you looked the best. Time to practice embracing age! What am I saying, I'm YOUNG. Jeesh. Get over yourself, Casey.