I've simply got to march, my heart's a drummer...

Well, well, well... yet again I promised to blog more and did not. So, for anybody who was wondering (ummm, nobody) here's what I've been wearing while gallivanting about town. NOT. Actually, I was studying for midterms. Ack, stress. But... WINTAAH BREAK! Hurrah! So, maybe (maybeeeeee) I will have more free time to post. Maybe.

So, let's play ketchup (ah, punny) with my outfits.

(harem pants: American Apparel, shirt: Scoop, jacket: Forever 21, shoes: Steve Madden, ring: Tatty Devine)

Yes, yes, tribal pattern mixing and whatnot.

(shirt: Ralph Lauren Kids, bloomers: Tracy Feith for Target, tights: Target, bow: vintage)

(sequined sweater: thrift, dress: American Apparel, bow: vintage)

What I wore on Thanksgiving in Nueva York.

(dress: J. Crew Crewcuts, top: Collective Concepts, belt: vintage, purse: thrift, tights: Target, socks: Betsey Johnson, oxfords: Steve Madden, scarf around wrist: thrift, glasses: Forever 21)

You can't really see all of the pattern in this shot, but I especially like this outfit because it involved my new favorite socks from Betsey Johnson:

I love you, old lady/rose garden/tea party socks.

And finally, what I wore yesterday:

(top: thrift, skirt: sister's, dip-dye tights: Target, shoes: Michael Kors, headband: Forever 21, necklace: gift)

All this pink delights me.

D-d-d-details of the headband:

Pay no attention to my mullet-esque hair, I'm trying to grow it out so I can have a very, very short kind of Amelie/Lynn Yaeger-like bob.

Anyway, this same day my sister happened to be wearing an all purple outfit, so we were matching pink and purple, which inspired us to make a, err, style challenge for ourselves this week to wear color-coordinated outfits (we're pretty much still two years old and want to wear matchy-matchy clothes.) Today it's black and white day, so be prepared for photos later.

(on my sister-- top: mine, skirt: American Apparel)

Awww, look, we (probably) love each other!

That's plenty of me...

Today while reading Oprah Magazine (let's not judge, kids) I came across this quote by Lynn Yaeger (whose style is AMAZING/LEAVES ME SPEECHLESS AND/OR LEAFING THROUGH THE SARTORIALIST BOOK TO FIND EVERY PICTURE OF HER) that really inspires me:

"People ask how I get the courage to walk the streets in, say, a shredded Comme des Garcons coat over a tutu, with metallic orange hair... Though some of my extreme choices have provoked laughter or incredulity, I also get more compliments than I could have imagined. This may be because I live in New York City, where a certain level of eccentricity is appreciated. But I like to believe that no matter where I lived, people would come to respect--maybe even like! admire!--the steps I've taken to create my own nutty, undeniably unique, and for me, deeply satisfying, look."

It's comforting to know that their are other people that want the same things from their individual style.

That's all for now.

-Ruby

Un-Sweet

Well, I am pretty much the world's worst blogger. I went to New York for Thanksgiving and sorta forgot about the old bloggity-blog. Sorry, blog. Hope everybody had a wonderful Thanksgiving eating yummy things and talking to their balding half-uncle and cooking string beans and dressing up as pilgrims or whatever one is supposed to do on Thanksgiving. I had a smashing time at my parents' friends' (one of whom is a shoe designer for Marc Jacobs, whose entire closet SOLELY DEVOTED TO SHOES I spent much time swooning over) house. Also, I spent lots of time with Martina destroying things in her closet with Sharpie at four in the morning, making quesadillas, applying black lipstick, and doing generally odd stuff... Well, well. I haven't uploaded any photos yet, so that pretty much proves that I am a BAD PERSON. And I'm not so good at this technology stuff. Anyway, back to New York... Did a little shop-a-hopping and ended up with some gray jeans (Martina got them too) from Urban Outifitters/BDG, a Marc Jacobs cheetah print scarf from my mom (I KNOW I KNOW, SO HAPPY), and some absolutely perfectly grandma-esque floral socks from Betsey Johnson, and a birthday bag full of amazingness (big bows, stuffed whales) from Martina. My mom also did a little thrifting back here at home, and found me a lace top and I used a skirt from this old suit as a floor-length plaid skirt--VERY EXCITING. I don't know why I felt the need to write all this, but expect to these in upcoming (hopefully soon) outfit posts. Well, this has been a rather boring, text-heavy post so to sum it up...

Comme De Garcons Spring 2009 (late, I know) Courtesy of Harper's Bazaar

THIS IS WHAT IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD.

-Ruby

Bad

Okay, okay... I haven't posted in over a month, but in my defense, I have been insanely busy. It all started on Columbus day when I went to New York for my lovely pal's birthday party! Unfortunately, I did not get much time in the city because we were up in Woodstock--but the weather was beautiful and OH MY LAWDY IT WAS SO MUCH FUN! I only have a couple of pictures, but the ones my friends to are AH-MAZING, so I'll see if I can post them.

At Storm King Sculpture Gardens. If you have never been, GO. NOW. Not that you can see what I'm wearing, but... (jeans: Forever 21, sweater: J.Crew, faux-fur vest: Target, shoes: Nike and Liberty Fabrics for Opening Ceremony)

Yes, I did end up wearing jeans most of the time, seeing as some of my other outfits sort of hinder my movement outdoors. However, I insisted upon wearing this beast of a vest all weekend.

(vest: Target, glasses: DIY Aldo, flowers: random nearby bush)

Oh my, that's a creepy face.

I had one evening in the city, though, where I made it to both Topshop and Kidrobot! Everything from Topshop was out of my price range, shall we say, but at Kidrobot I picked up this little ring from Tatty Devine.

It makes me happy.

Other than that, I have been incessantly rehearsing our school play-- Pride and Prejudice, I'm Miss Bingley. No really, pretty much every waking moment I've been in the theater memorizing lines. Tonight is closing night, so I'm quite sad...

My costume on nights when I'm an extra instead of Ms.Bingley. It makes me a ninja.

Also, also, also IT WAS HALLOWEEN! YAYAYAYAY! I believe I already explained about this is a SPLENDIFOROUS holiday. Not to mention, my friend Emma flew from New York to visit! My Karl costume was lovely, except I got Michael Jackson multiple times, along with Men in Black and Cool guy from the 80's. No, my suburban children, no. Karl frowns upon you.

Personally, I liked the subtle humor of this costume, but lots of people said they missed my labor-intensive giant squid costume from last year.

Hard to say, hard to say...

Emma and I had a wonderful time vintage shopping and frolicking about eating mega-chocolate-chip waffles. I recycled my Karl jacket the next day for this outfit:

(jacket: Forever 21, shirt: DIY Sonic Youth for Marc Jacobs, skirt: Topshop, tights: Target, shoes: vintage, bow: H&M)

Well, this been a sufficiently narcissistic and photo-heavy recap of the last month, so sorry folks. I promise to be a better blogger!

-Ruby

Autumn!

Well, hi there. I have been quite busy with play practice and all, but I'm trying to squeeze in some blogging time...

So...

It's finally feeling like fall! Hurrah! I'll miss you though, summer. I will celebrate by posting my favorite Vogue editorials of the seasons, woo-hoo.

SUMMER

Vogue Paris Juin/Juillet 2009

"Love Makes the World Go Round" by Bruce Weber and Carine Roitfeld

Not my favorite because it has super-high-fashion-inspiration-ness, but because the models genuinely looked like they had a good time, which, especially in summer, accounts for something, right? Also, in some pictures the model is wearing a fake butt, earning them major credit for making something so wrong look so cool.

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Well, I must be off, so part 2 (FALL) will leave you hanging on the edge of your seat (noooot) for later... But yay fall! That also means Halloween, and I am going to be... (drumroll)

KARL LAGERFELD! I am so excited! And, I called Martina a couple of days ago and she's going to be Karl too and we didn't even plan it! Telepathy! (Cue Twilight Zone jingle) I absolutely adore Halloween, I mean, dressing up and candy? How could it get much better? Ah, yes, I guess we could ride unicorns that made pleasant little bows for me to wear.

-Ruby

Black+Navy

Hey. I haven't been able to blog because, uh, unicorns took me into a cave and feasted on my brains while we glued sequins to dresses and drank tea. Yup. Actually, I had mounds of homework to work through... Bleh. The former sounds like much more fun, though so I'll go with that. No homework tonight though! Happy Yom Kippur! Thanks, teachers, thanks. (Noooooot.) I mean, really, all this work leaves no time for blogging or watching videos of runway shows. PRIORITIES! Seriously, today during study hall I was reading October's Vogue and the Nylon Street Style book.

Well, other than that I had an alright weekend. How about you? Good? Good.

What I wore Saturday...

(mariner shirt: Captain Corsaire in Laguiole, France, pants: BCBGeneration, sequined belt: sister's, bag: Marc by Marc Jacobs, shoes: F Troupe, bow: H&M)

My friend and I found these shirts at a tiny store in an even tinier town during our amazing trip this summer. Then, on the plane ride home I picked up June-July Vogue Paris and the shirt was all over in it! Aren't I such a little trend predictor? I take your eye rolling as a whole-hearted YES. Also, this same friend bought me this bag at the Marc Jacobs Stuff Store on Bleecker St. (in New York, duh) for only 5 DOLLARS! YAY!

Saturday night we had a school dance, which was surprisingly fun until almost everybody left for another party. Yeah. High school sucks, right?

(mini dress/top: Collective Concepts, leggings: handmade from Dot Fox, boots: some random shoe outlet in Texas where real cowboys actually buy shoes, clutch: Target, black lipstick: MAC)

Yes, I wore black lipstick. I, unlike my dad who called it goth, really liked the look. I am a dork and smiling while wearing it, thus making things much less goth. I also repurposed an old necklace, which deteriorated over the night and ended up looking rather nice.

(bracelet: broken old necklace, typewriter key ring: handmade from The Makery, gold ring: my great-great grandmother's class of 1911 ring)

And Sunday... I wasn't feeling that inspired, but I did have fun taking pictures.

(blazer: Nautica Boys, shirt: Ralph Lauren, skirt: BCBGeneration, shoes: vintage, bow pinned to shirt: me, glasses: Urban Outfitters)

I had a fun afternoon off today, shopping for these so-called "basics" that people need, like jeans that aren't plaid. I will share pictures tomorrow... That was quite a post.

photo credit (in order): my sister, my mom, me

-Ruby

I go to every game

Monday. Blarg... but, today was the long-awaited Team Day I mentioned in my last post! My Team Marc shirt turned out splendidly.

(Team Marc shirt: me, cheetah print minidress: Collective Concepts, bow: Forever 21, leggings: Target)

I was thinking of making more for Team Karl, Team Rei, Team Yves, and whatnot. If you're interested, e-mail me (happy.puff@gmail.com). Just bought myself this minidress/top on regular tall people and I love it! I thought the cheetah was reminiscent of the A/W 09 show, and the bow was very much like his latest collection. Plus, I can't resist bows. I also wore these shoes, my one and only beloved pair of Marc Jacobs.

My weekend thrifting expeditions went well, unfortunately no pictures because the camera was traveling with my parents. Here's the little masterpiece I scored for $6.95, though.

(sequined sweater: thrift, leggings: Target)

Tried on some very scary 80's jumpsuits and an old Girl Scout button-down in semi-terrifying thrift store. This sweater thing was calling my name, and when I brought it home I found out that it has silk lining. Uh, sweet deal.

My mom also brought me back a gorgeous pair of black pants and a black bandage skirt from BCBGeneration Max Azria, where she went on her trip, but since I am not a SPOILER and plan on wearing them tomorrow, I won't put up the photos yet. All in all, new clothes+stomping in the mud with my friend+cookie dough= AWESOME WEEKEND! Yup. Well, tomorrow is Decade Day, so seeing all the 80's workout getups should be a smidge more entertaining than football jerseys. Still better than a uniform. Paz fuera, amigos.

-Ruby

Finally...

I have actually some time to blog now, considering it's a three day weekend. Apparently teachers were not aware that it was FASHION WEEK, and homework becomes obsolete compared to gazing at photos of Marc Jacobs's shows. This is what I'm talking about, people! Inspired.

Marc by Marc Jacobs-- Ok, pattern mixing has been everywhere this season, but admit it: you love it. Marc manages to make you look like a tastefully insane grandmother. Ummm, plus giant bows and glasses? Stop reading my mind.

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Hi there, Marc. I quite like you. I got to go to the Marc by Marc show in 2007 and it was frackalicking FANTASTIC. And, at the end, Marc Jacobs came out wearing a kilt. And, I saw Lynn Yaeger who had the same shoes as my mom. Sorry about that. Story time is over.

Marc Jacobs-- I completely loved every look in the collection. Really. Could you wear an Einstein? Nope. Could you wear a Marc? YEAH! (It was hard just to pick a few favorites to put up...)

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Alrighty, thus far this post has been rather stalkerishly devoted to Marc Jacobs. To up the creep factor a little, next week is Homecoming/Spirit week which means we can whatever we want in the confines of some crappy theme. Monday is Team Day, in which you are supposed wear jerseys for your favorite team, but considering my lack of sports knowledge... (I volunteered to go to my sister's field hockey game yesterday and spent the entire time reading New York Magazine. When the game was over I asked, "Wait... did they lose?" Yup.)

I AM GOING TO BE TEAM MARC! It will be amazing, but I am not a spoiler... so more to come later.

In other news, here's what I've been wearing lately--oh wait, did I mention? My school has this delightful little thing called a uniform. Barf.

(white polo and kilt: uniform store, blazer: Nautica boys, bow: Forever 21, necklace: gift, shoes: Liberty Fabrics for Nike) Thanks to my sis for the slightly shaky pic.

Yeah. I've gotten in trouble several times, twice for not wearing socks (REALLY? What kind of rule is that?) and once for wearing an argyle sweater. I like to think that I find loopholes in the rules so that I don't get a detention, but half of it is probably sheer luck. The blazer is really intended for boys, but look who's doing some gender bending! Aren't I bad? Also, the other day, I watched My Little Pony clips when I was supposed to be doing homework. Juvenile delinquent.

I've got a big day of vintage shopping and thrifting planned for my day off tomorrow--yay! And when I said improvement would be coming to this blog, I meant it. Just, err, not yet. SOON!

-Ruby

Short and a touch bitter

Howdy! So... I have a blog now and that makes me super fly, or whatever you youngsters say nowadays. Not. Excuse my ranting, what I really want to get back to is apologizing for being absent from this little baby. Yesterday I was busy shopping for a present for Martina because it is (belatedly) her birthday! Huzzah! Yup. I will reveal what it is later, because I am not a SPOILER. Shame on you, spoilers. Oh right, the apology. Tonight I had a lot of homework beckoning to me after a trip to Sephora, in which I was denied hot pink eyeshadow and a tin of sparkles. Oh well. Now my dad is busy doing this thing called "work" on the other computer, so none of my beautiful pictures today. I can feel your sadness. Right? Excellent.

I've been poring over Fashion Week photos, but nothing seems really appealing. I'm still waiting for something INNOVATIVE and AMAZING. Of course, there are still more big shows to come. Sweetness. I still admire the designers, though, for putting all the incredible detailing and work in to their looks. This look from Richard Chai's Love is really satisfying.

courtesy of style.com

Yeah. I like that all white-ness. Not so much the shoes, though. But how about these from Dolce Vita? Hey. Hey there lil' shoes. I liiiiike you. With that thought, I'm off. Just wanted to tell you guys that the blog has not been abandoned alone by its poor little self. No worries. But... hopefully big improvements are coming!

-Ruby