side of the road sally

went on a one night jaunt to palm springs with zoey and of course i forced her to pull over on the side of the road and take my photo. actually it was a well thought out plan that was concocted by me early that morning when 1. i put like 5 mins of thought into my outfit, and 2. when i realized zoey was already gonna have her camera and i could beg and plead at her feet to just take 5 mins worth of snaps. being the good friend that she is, she obliged. and thank god cause all my blog posts are in the concrete jungle! dirty downtown sidewalks, boring residential areas……all work and no play make for some really boring blog backdrops! and when i do go on a vacation somewhere visually stimulating i am far too consumed with eating and drinking myself into oblivion so there's just no chance for a boozed up bloated blog post. which i think is probably a good thing. ok luh you bye.

maxi dress//free people, bra//for love and lemons skivvies, shorts//one teaspoon, bag//stela 9, cross necklace//ford+harris, black stone ring//last night jewellery, photos//zoey grossman <3

green day

my boyfriend was like "you're gonna post that vag shot?" and i was like "it's a shorts shot." ok, whatever, it's a vag shot. oh yeah, it also highlights the bleach stain from whence doing the whites one time.

a really serious dread situation. my new habit of tucking my hair into jackets is doing a number on my hair.

and here's when i drunkenly dyed my hair green. this was pretty far in, from a dark emerald teal, to this, vomit-pea green that you see here. which i swiftly dyed after it was compared to something that comes out of an infant. now its blue. which also blows. instead of looking like an infants remnants, i look like a transient. neither of which is particularly desirable. soooooo instead i use a bleach shampoo to get back to my passé blonde ombre self. a lot of bleach shampoo. damn you manic panic. semi-permanent my ass. xx
photos//zoey grossman, tank//elizabeth & james, vest//barlow, bra//one teaspoon, boot straps//the 2 bandits

rumpledstiltskin

rollin' with the homies.

 my aussie sisters from another mister (otherwise known as spell) gave me this awesome bag dangly. and all the dogs in my apartment building love to bark their asses off when i walk by a clinkin'.

 i'm on a religious relic rollercoaster. between my plethora of crosses and the jesus piece, i'm giving the pope a run for his money.

konichiwa bitches, i'm back! happy new year! i realize i didn't do the obligatory happy new year blogger post, but you know why? i was busy getting wasted. sake, champagne, vodka, tequila.....down the hatch. but that doesn't mean that i don't love you all and think that you rule. cause i do. i'm just not one for sentiment. it's hard to incorporate cuss words in a sentimental blurb. hope you all made resolutions that you are currently breaking. still kidding. ok anyway this has been my run of the mill dirtbag outfit: the fall edition. you may remember my summer dirtbag outfit. which is pretty much the same thing with sandals instead of boots and sans 2 layers. i've decided because i spend my days dressing other people by the time i get to myself i give up and grab whatever is close to the bed. wash, rinse, repeat. maybe just repeat. how dirty can flannels get?

tank//elizabeth&james, vest//blu moon, flannel//vintage, denim shirt//one teaspoon, rosary//pamela love, boots//barney's co-op, sunglasses//persol

holy sheet

love this stack of rings. i can't really bend my finger all that well while wearing them, but who needs their fingers to bend? bending fingers are passe.

 just some casual field frolicking for you. the last time i wore this dress it was posted somewhere and some randy random said it looked like i was wearing sheets from ikea. first of all, dear randy random: you suck, and second, sheets are comfortable as f**k. i love this dress in all its high-low, hook and eye glory. i gotta be honest, the hook and eye is grossly overlooked. i think it's way cooler than the button and zipper combined. i'm confused why they aren't blowin' up in more places than a bra. it's time to emancipate the hook and eye people! your thursday edition of deep thoughts right there.
dress//stylestalker, shirt//one teaspoon, vest//malene birger, necklace//vanessa mooney, shoes//maurie&eve, bag//chloe, photos//zoey i'm getting my wisdom teeth out right now grossman