tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84314191419560281092024-03-21T11:19:40.886-04:00heart transplantRubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-29362248821512873182010-05-07T16:48:00.001-04:002010-05-08T16:06:01.830-04:00TodayI am way behind on all the outfit and inspiration posts I had planned (like WOAH Spring Break behind), so in a weird compromise with myself, I'll just post what I wore today.<div>I was inspired by tan and neutrals, military uniforms, and schoolboys. Also, the clothes that weren't in the laundry.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbr3ll2By_PD0Jh7CO0Sec_09n5lyq3qloc3Zv7HbroFtQp2M_0Fu0-oHCjyglfgppFT4342X5mIPkSUIcQWMZGRxt4NR-3B8cUVxgKDlOsT9xhuowFFJFcyXyD9D5QOcyHgUEkD1VPxtR/s320/DSC06377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468634853433026802" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiSV4uydlzRYQtDUsRAs3SK1ISzrLWKvTI2cyRq2-d9QZ3UvOmMO9XKihVCnFFj8o_9F4kHfxWEBUtC4i_LermYJdrXpyZIwdBytPuKnYrwDDAwy7NE-hOuaaiTpLhOTZKX__6kH4aGj7I/s320/DSC06374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468635119558264754" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlgeIIN2b4ynJe8Qvb7R6cdIetYgpGRNNpj8MNWwpW0zYz-WX9N5fSG-wg4vILF6bIAkJQq3lBCtOOT3A184vDo6M511roZjlln0nxVGGxHi3mfX_x1NDAr0hXix-xehqyVaMOwtSNZeQ/s320/DSC06378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468635552159751186" /></div><div>(J.Crew shirtdress worn as top, Target shorts and tie, mom's old espadrilles, random socks, gift 4 necklace, family shirt pins)</div><div>And I found myself a DIY project for the weekend:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4IyQvMkHXLrrBR0P1rY7PCvmdTEJuLaKPX8oE8besCM2oJDJI2mZWChbVZXKFY828TnMGuFGmGfS_HL2znwKDmHTKfYT03dbxcAcFg3wixmVqbNa8xID7sDjFTVaDkgOAd9_v1Kaqs6Ax/s320/chanelpaperbag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468636281093989218" /></div><div>via <a href="http://jakandjil.com/blog/">jak and jil</a></div><div><br /></div><div>And I'll be catching up (WOAH Spring Break WOAH) soon...</div><div><br /></div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-71505022719026826042010-04-08T09:38:00.000-04:002010-04-08T09:55:07.611-04:00LapinJust a little homage to my new bunny ears...<div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TuCSD-bMNTY-sYyTUqbDdoHbdGQWdIx1aFKq3RgWIkAtTU5q8YfJuU8LFaga-h37IX1iwFRVMu5C8XbZyNjan-FetW0ZZ7SKczAHEHfK_SjVpyGjLJT-ENO5iCuGyP_jO4gP2Pxoiyem/s320/Olsen-twins-bunny-ears-ashley-mary-kate-rabbit-ears.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457760868508442802" /></div><div>The Olsen Twins via <a href="http://zoofashion.blogspot.com/">zoofashion.blogspot.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://zoofashion.blogspot.com/"></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQJv5GpAOkL7QUF0_XRdtz0YcLtJ4UCVVT2tm-KNtXhK_c2T8-QiZMIU2JcK3gp5YRpF3thLRGraHZFdtFfsZ5qZnKz_GPIeXMXjOypR-S5GR5po3FJcVsPzo_aZ1xgpTEld748c62hme/s320/natalia_vodianova_bunny_ears_vogue_russia_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457761923328024210" /></div><div>Natalia Vodianova wearing the Louis Vuitton ones in<i> Russian Vogue.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEWdY8w49dS7I2PDkZwm31J-5sdGtYcU2UMoqOtokEAGZQSVAWOUFdQ48s-gXFByGj086I9dp3d-Op1RMNW6HlcbtQjbeGdPdreLBy0lQ31UqeKbssJUrd5zYyRMBdpoCvwVRqiU79Fb84/s320/phpThumb_generated_thumbnailjpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457762232144363506" /><br /></i><div>Naturally, Lady Gaga has some.</div><div>via <a href="http://www.theinsider.com/photos/2896322_Hottest_Fall_2009_fashion_do_Bunny_Ears">theinsider.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ6KaPbXj8D638WlUeqbw3NZwgCrXYENi4iYcSvD6bAUzQkEm5stjMCuaTkxS1CcNNtZe-dUJ10QfpAwO0rXaZFp95Dojjp2RSlxdhxFkoVEDEuGMo5SjtMxyGnANmgb0nNFqYxo3JBX6Y/s320/6a0123ddb46e60860b01240b6fe507860e-500pi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457762953259179346" /></div><div>Maison Michel adds a veil...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 72px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-A6Zwc1CTRBrFC63vXR-33c9LJgFuNAvNGct4kkoKBAv-Eddj208M3P2SuI7Vqs-xfYm49H8VhKpyofpi0RSQ9BHNc16s3TTCHs4bZ0rKyB5tW9KHYZDZBiTkAB8jFn5eTE8K0SLkm4h1/s320/6a01053695b916970c0120a5845f60970b-550wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457763173823126402" /></div><div>And they debut at Topshop.</div><div>via <a href="http://insideout.topshop.com/blog/2009/09/show-me-your-topshop-day-2-jackie-dixon-reporting.html">insideout.topshop.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Finally, proof that dreams do come true.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNtJsiBCEM3wWoz6lj3D5L6JIZsxWjIj5sxKoPNOEtEJ6p07s7d1TTmsTR2ib22wxpcsZ83tQCaJjlW2juvhNClFSxr-PFQM19J9nL2bdiZepG4GOxPHLTsPkLVEMOX5VWnEx1guzssKY/s320/marcjacobsbunnyears_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457764165108201714" /></div><div>In his own creation, via <a href="http://jadorefashionblog.wordpress.com/2009/06/02/designers-as-models/">jadorefashionblog</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, excuse me, I have to go put mine on.</div><div><br /></div><div>-Ruby</div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-45602254393315679472010-04-07T20:31:00.001-04:002010-04-07T20:45:37.134-04:00More on HairTwo posts in one day? This is what spring break does to ya, kids...<div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjI2oawIGcnrZ8ub54SpWvHJeQEtou_PcklIFIdpeNOlanKD59M-ywatnhQ9V5qYWJGBJXPJTOeehWDbzWPc6G1iA7saJyyOdSX5tROG2Chh2utRwgqg8Hi_VHHEcQ_S7psKBCOHRrXCEe/s320/DSC06208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457558137101753602" /></div><div>You can see the gray tones a bit better here-- but it's mostly white blonde.</div><div>And of course, what I wore today:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-yFnfBQp5-DSyiCAB1xKhEuItrUj_g3xZTE9lZHUIb6n-ofiJ1GG8wDWEG6v2S8ASwumx69s5gCTquRcdTNBW8uJSouoGSbal0gwXjCbFi_3lh2aJsItT2PFUukZdAzgf2OatkaIuR5dR/s320/DSC06206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457558853983024434" /></div><div>(striped sweater: Martin + Osa, white shirt: uniform supply store, tie: Target, shorts: cut-off Diesel, socks: J.Crew, shoes: Clark's Wallabees)</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiy52PDHuFWHWdlMiRAZFCH15ZcvyZ27uYoQNG7kxLAInBss2gf59_ogIkw1z22VmC1weHpsblcQ4eN4OLTmv5gUbJcxkn701I8fLZ2V8J7mhF4y7ZWOYfpXSgJbU3-q-OLG8CsLb7wWrD/s320/DSC06212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457560094490081202" /></div><div><br /></div><div>These are my new silver perforated leather Wallabees. Now, I'm someone who is repulsed by the fact that everyone at school seems to wear the same shoes, but... I saw some classic Wallabees at school and I really liked their shape, and when I saw these babies on Ebay I knew they were perfect! So I gave in, but these are still pretty individual.</div><div>That's all for now, folks.</div><div><br /></div><div>-Ruby</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-91102219619152969192010-04-07T11:10:00.000-04:002010-04-07T11:41:20.969-04:00Bleach BlondeI've been wanting to do this for a long time, but yesterday I bleached my hair!<div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84KtswmTJ9nEqsaVuSVYNSsa0imGj2qjDEiPZ9l5bqsCQfvYg9WrQ1NpVW1HC2CIyAfRT4w7hLDw5ck4A3-zGp3voPfip_avEPAfKKAuBGaEcIJIZ2b7UqWD_aDb63uyfO3ur2PCm4feq/s320/DSC06187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457413885332739682" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 104px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8U_CNTfa7NlSFozQHrv3dEASF_peSFTbvZa2Uqvd-5_eUnaydhbF5QihWuLtl_BPr1ZVzNiznxa5fA0sacooPS9ViMd_PAr-yL55TSFnIMr1Fyjs-eMSOoO9VXfTkCzQUwvMGRSZ5b0cQ/s320/DSC06191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457414079344924738" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_AodJ-DdLkCuZIzOF05A8aN_Fefk3EQlojj6rBg0gLKdOrqivofb8riFip3bdQ2lv9r2FjJs7Dje9H_zI_M6D2KoQCMv0mT385HHYDsARtbLq8ScsQOQu9VvW9UelkeTiTutOuk-pa1F-/s320/DSC06201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457414311708860434" /></div><div><br /></div><div>You can't really tell in these photos but it has a weird gray tint that I love.</div><div>Still getting used to it, but I'm really happy!</div><div>Also, from the pre-blonde days, I went on a short trip to Nashville. Lots of vintage shopping and eating. Yum.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC_89z4FXN8KVL2G8hVZDYu1XLdflkCH_4OoDRNxHTtXxbJ9vQVCGzRWZpjOkSp9fx22DBCF87x49LIo4XZnmMOsg8O5AjCajLzq9dVk0VFFZL5FkmcFtEnrRuKW2oimsXl-z0jlldB8uf/s320/DSC06112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457415822339884098" /></div><div>I was going for a 50's tourist thing. (shirt: vintage Lacoste, jeans: sister's, shoes: mom's old Ferragamos, sunglasses: Forever 21, Diana camera)</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4owr_3wx4ncn5teswqtD5OeE7QKvkKt_ncplaUXRxqPfP1znI-YrtdYUox-h5TwUNdG-Kn-xRzOOPbVUPYFfYLXvzXvx4Bp0pzTTLLyCpZZ7tA595fNh6XZKNkHVME0-U4I6rgTnwV5ZP/s320/DSC06119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457416597707976050" /></div><div>(I enjoy standing in showers with good lighting)</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjW6CUjJs0asowdYGCdXYufXf5WDWha4dXxBYc0T7OwxSpx9Z1KSe2_DN0Kf2VDoTcrB7dAsi7pHgvFlnIBKtY6ZvTqoouxddRJcqMgKj_Tu__01D7xJjNkDMrjCSg_JPATRCxfgjXa67h/s320/DSC06129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457417059036645394" /></div><div>(striped top: Russian sailor via Imogene and Willie's, dress: T by Alexander Wang, shoes: mom's, belt: J.Crew)</div><div>I have a bit of a striped shirt addiction (I brought 4 on this 2-day trip) and I picked up this new tanktop version at an amazing shop called <a href="http://imogeneandwillie.com/index.html">Imogene and Willie's</a>. It's in a gorgeous old gas station. All the clothes there have a story, which is why I loved it so much (my top was sold to them by some Russian sailors). They have a very refined selection of clothes, and they oppose labels so there's a lovely simplicity to everything. They also customize Levi's for anyone on a set of old sewing machines in the back of the store. I was a little bit obsessed.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUyCLM1DDPQJk3TLZIPSH_emlTXfkHb2TmqrL8KUSSbMI6KGa_aRI04k9Ycvxd9ZBlDM9NjncVMskI0cimj3psKhVOYY0sb_9sxy1IQfn-kt3iRrgqgNH3UuME41D4AxFi-CQ_tjQBF7PL/s320/DSC06161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457419560207952994" /></div><div>(shirt: cut-off Marc by Marc Jacobs, skirt: BCBGeneration, bunny ears: Easter present)</div><div>The Easter Bunny knew I had been after the <a href="http://www.olsen-twins-news.com/show/lv-inspired-bunny-ears-olsen-twins-olsen-twins-news-d41940fd16cecdb31493f37d4a360599.jpg">Topshop bunny ears</a> for quite awhile and I found these little lace babies in my basket! I'm smitten with them, despite the looks of pity I got while wearing them the day AFTER easter.</div><div><br /></div><div>-Ruby</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-47237318953071209602010-03-23T18:34:00.000-04:002010-03-23T19:01:14.407-04:00SunshineI'm sorry for (more) absence, but it's been ridiculously busy-- between the crew team, marine biology expeditions, and ughSCHOOLugh my poor little blog was ignored. Of course, I followed all the fashion weeks, I just spend more time reading other blogs than using my own... Perhaps I'll do a little recap of my favorites later on.<div>It's a gorgeous day, so I decided I'd take a quick break from doing "homework" (lying in a lawn chair) to document a little change...</div><div>Pre-Spring weather:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtPYh-ybMKC6TOfk0loithx1UpPjl6H00ZkYFnOUcsW3x72kJZTWPJA1i2r-CXoFIFO8K7sal6EVlkQUbOrClm08pHc36dfvrPJROz4cmJdz-IBd0_ECiGXBEgovs2FxPF0tq4R2p7LJQ8/s320/DSC05884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451963613631406754" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNon_LpKJDQF23F0mnXVe7xQTY-A1nHJoN3wmLxlpw1NM1euuv1Vp7OaendQJjzyvne_X_iekxCgrvT6jE39qQ_VfnbifQe3FOEcSm6WbfiRr4h81HRWQnFFVW76qWQcA3uvjPlBJWWjVF/s320/DSC05888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451963921954763250" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5KqcXHumMf3jPWiu-WiyyotkysSf8FNX3BqkshCH1LjAwTXg2PxLu2OfPr2qqWrxq8WsgYlyBExZMCUR6W4b1Ta6J29RT4_hJECeJctnIhm1E4spRmTzM0U-3XQ3_6wvsmN2Bem4xz3eA/s320/DSC05889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451964115864021202" /></div><div>(dress: T by Alexander Wang, jacket: Marc by Marc Jacobs, belt and socks: ?, shoes: cowboy boot warehouse, sunglasses: Forever 21, crazy eyebrows: Star Trek)</div><div><br /></div><div>OKREALQUICKSTORYTIME: Once upon a time, there was a girl named Ruby who was in the basement of a thrift-y place. She saw a gray t-shirt sticking out of a box and so, considering her fondness for gray t-shirts, she pulled it out. Then she saw that the label said T by Alexander Wang, had a brief heart attack, fell on the floor, kissed the shirt(dress), did a little jig, and bought it for two dollars. </div><div>Ahem, back to the post...</div><div><br /></div><div>Spring weather:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCWsI0xdfOq2fmjU1rYj-JsEX-8vEw4jFBlNeyF7eQWZBUnUf-S_EdCluoFiF3iXcxMmM2u-CBxl6XP6zQCOJk7OPnZBuLqPlB_SnlYkJCN5xDAaAI9VEglKPiH7pO9HOjcZOFzHhFxCoo/s320/DSC05911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451966610348945890" /></div><div>(shirt: Grandfather's, jeans: Abercrombie, bow and socks: Forever 21, shoes: Mom's)</div><div><br /></div><div>A little denim-on-denim-on denim inspired by <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghPb7jKheKvYTiE_-qW1_LVncgP2UHlH01NrMw8U0fKrZLAzW-Gqe8FWbYV7aXXtjcfdPgSezQ87OUDj-lfae45r1EFBzU6J2Bivulql7azloNdqXTDCl3z0J-876RfZvNUpvrzLyxHGU/s400/chloe+denim+denim.jpg">Chloe S/S 2010</a>. </div><div>Now, back to my very important lawn chair...</div><div><br /></div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-67707899679759187282010-02-18T20:50:00.000-05:002010-02-18T21:26:25.481-05:00Because I didn't like you enough alreadyYa know, just a quick reminder to the world of the sheer greatness of Marc Jacobs.<div><br /></div><div>The Marc Jacobs collection was nudes and vintage, almost office wear sort of things but made WAY awesomer. Also, some giant furs. And socks pulled up to the perfect awkward height above the ankle, which I love. Proof that Marc Jacobs is secretly reading my mind. After all the insanity he showed last season, it almost seemed like her was wiping his palette down again, but everything was so detailed and beautiful and managed to often be simple(r) without being boring.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhntwccJIJiofPl_mSKkLjrRgJATkYJ029Mv3c2b2GxHw_6Hxs9ZhMgJ7l7XFRiEtT_zaQIdtwK9ST37XNond0vVV8RTB7PF9RrGOWowLf8vu7vTBWL5sxhGFiq0jpyFNR_Y4w20AnT1haJ/s320/00410m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767709978964258" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Hey look, a shiny bow, GET OUT OF MY BRAIN. OR STAY THERE BECAUSE THEN YOU MAKE DRESSES THAT I LOVE.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLMo3WXqX2ZImYaAhUEZeFqXZNiSJBHBoiwvA5p5YEHNJwsz3oI4M_9WeeNXLjK3c0a4Bpp0smqWdw8YUIcSmjcsA2YSxHQQ1EJ2gfmyT-wdT-epTvBloJ5KVYYfpsOTmMoq_oPsXCnF4j/s320/00220m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768298105707506" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgARpYoqkUa8Dcf5SenVSDeJU1Jy5KMVnkqXZKUSSay8O-DzvmAOxhVtVGrGj9LaI3JG4OWFU1WF7Ri8cPN8uHX46LRsaamFQ9690u2Rx3CQ8Zf3uU_F6A5QLLXikEBzo4VV1RhKPmub3-y/s320/00250m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768162247704802" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeLGaZE9zvBFDuO2oj5vK8Otr7NiO2-ShOj1HS1gszvier4Sr1C8qLg4m_AmEiQfH388W0nONEXoNhh73Wdq1Z5DVsxSo2INrZfZlHGyKGyVo3BGprNeALAjadiKHZ9goutBDG_LtnzqMh/s320/00060m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768664939144898" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Look at all those sheers and cozy-looking sweaters and wonderful socks but all done in different ways--in my mind it's something like goth, grandmother, and sensible work woman all gone Jacobs-style.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNYmaedWIBPWswZP0gTQ4mBQ3xQaSyjDMsQ8oM5f6ps_XPeAGQ5Ut0aEzSdpPf3Ec7uhqm_lxKmsb8B9elVt7geOV3QIY9rd8JN22qM-SotRULKFGcogrdVGV-x43FXjhTYd6ZWL9TZi1H/s320/00600m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439770416173622178" /></div><div><br /></div><div>My favorite look from the collection! It's so mystical and elegant and lovely.</div><div><br /></div><div>And the Marc by Marc seemed like something a younger version of the girl from the Marc Jacobs show would wear. Or that she would wear on the weekends.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6OduCWGtC0yIrnvOg0Pwyjljcdz9fbYLnGtu6vX2tow6OqmWnZS9Le_4ceJmXe79Cyza3JChV5ywaujREHspOOsEDIMwTNX0kp7x_wR9FHWQWJmNgqyDKTb8jCRatuDKku17_b6MnfN5D/s320/00010m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771168803918770" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLOooeSJitDN0V565FMvk4WR9bBVvF_UsgzlHO_Ly6az1qzdnQzmSngLqGLzT7JoKuMJbkwhL9eFIzTXOirPyGxFWNleNBB00RpxnoxuIX5TvucS7zhYhnepO-KTSNjyLwQFkuUg6VD3kZ/s320/00380m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771266266400082" /></div><div><br /></div><div>The suiting especially references the Marc Jacobs collection. Also, same socks!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS72a4OFiEaC8hZTybSRsV6gmc3Xi05pBWmlfAXMUd_Jegbz_MSGIa-ucFByJ1Phyphenhyphenk3HHWbQqFznaIxsikmur2vo2GEahhmuNycIBUTOZrLUz2jd_GWQQCaBHC2EK1f6CBVzkcVuA3_Gsk/s320/00420m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771571174060722" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxMejGQMqfxAjJnL9RixQAEoHhSyne3HhDCUQNcGdRMR7xxDsSo61Hx2vH-W2TLfy4V2eOBPjtigruex_sPJb8QCPVTp5TEEH3YE8OGueFrIooorQ9dY0Lq1pGZICk7DKSQ3YBb6xBF87Y/s320/00440m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771652126745698" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Mmmm, the lace! So pretty.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH3w6_DGG9nx75XwXKLnKsUNgCzO-Ikc11EFn-ORtqVKb8sNsBrCl8aEDrnjqMlrSb3vPVfsPJ2SwwuISE8QKmc2fuTDeI4IDwmpPlcjq-PmUx26QgAowfUIiBqsLmvkRW0JKigXt8zH7t/s320/00510m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771736643380514" /></div><div><br /></div><div>"Oh hey guys, you like my awesome polka-dotted top? Oh, you know what's even better? THE MATCHING PANTS WITH RUFFLES."</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG-Y7NIDGYfz3pvXx-DDsRfGYfvtCfWhIsvwq45gykw-V25DOiGiqm_ldZder-GxCq-JXMqon37YwAlh4KzJCg6kl8zLHwm5-x-e5lWjGrEeKh2sdSPRXRe0isnmZ0XnyVVJcYzRHRGwpQ/s320/00430m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771915304654946" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Also, I'd probably like to marry this guy from the menswear part of the show. Or at least have his hair.</div><div><br /></div><div>In short, MARC JACOBS.</div><div><br /></div><div>Plus, this is the most stylish Olympic snowboarder ever.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 72px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvEoS9OfxightG0kMLHEHTJDHadH223BHBDaIW-H3wUS6vB7V6wZ-SvsMToirzvhAysjpfRexTbLwGyTVemLY6ZhDMaJg-QPCrF3HoXdf0pp0dyleBj0t0hDbifkGCiZxLzMuTtmGCHcxj/s320/96801402_44imgTeaser-tI.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439774472484974562" /></div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know why his picture is so little, but he's wearing a floral jacket. Well USA, you just lost the sartorial gold medal to Japan.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">photos courtesy of style.com and vancouver2010.com</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-41076595916751834142010-02-14T19:48:00.000-05:002010-02-14T20:49:04.798-05:00SweetheartHAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!<div><br /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglmykBpV7-GO9ISGV8umZvzz1YOmf_BG8pDBJuuhZ82mPtO3DDyZWBtEcRyq6QrPRaRIxZCttSQhgMqeRsG3gW4-ksd8cDeqqQxPNmCmh_dM3YkdD-cP-4itbIm8Sjo18dNGZ1FNrnzfjH/s320/DSC05132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438269024959741938" /></div><div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6jH_QIpNEUj_ksApqD__kjT5oD0F75ICbFPifdE0lxCa9lqeBGTBS0mjlvkAgUb3SaPEdcrI6yho0jKfCINwM8v5DJFnJnudOte8PzscXkuqGmkA9vtO4h5h2rTBK-fRgR8dq_2vxe8Du/s1600-h/DSC05183.JPG"></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH8k10J_YZyP_fZjgTkCULr34yLt_YD_WnehOJgeA4KF9NrHdF1RYIYYMkiMwLfBoMaQNEbmzxXumPAGaDLlXNhYVnGMdW58i_c6Mw0HabIg190lONKZVuJYpaLHcqzxTArchS1WJZSf_6/s320/DSC05187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438267022702198754" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAGae8dzTGXSFgHpQ5l-_ULgs417U9jYWkhvLqcg1754dtzMzPj85p7n5A3t_CznMY0MWgltqF-dmtcVoltqzL-LHrno0eKcw_T9hVgxtEfMTMV_hHu8REnGUVTMzdX_ggRKTyWB8TrRAJ/s320/DSC05171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438267414255164994" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5fP6xTVmd6rWExwo0wbdtfo7e1zCczteo0G99Df_hkQd7jptMkbPkPpws3BmsE9Ex_iv8LqqqmSXbpAkivkRozsGyaN5JakaRVVCgR6-kt934JHqJACsNLhhWVs73Iv3P6l44s0enBNZ/s320/DSC05174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438267662323386274" /></div><div>(tutu: Kaiya Eve, tissue paper bow: me, bodysuit: Topshop, tights: sister's, boots: random cowboy boot outlet in Texas, black sweater: J. Crew) </div><div><br /></div><div>Hope everyone had a lovely day!</div><div>-Ruby</div></div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-61782460739151001102010-02-13T18:03:00.000-05:002010-02-13T18:51:05.056-05:00TodayWhat I wore:<div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD83QyzqjVfg0QL487UD4yljXqmAPCoRpBm5xMuhUt6bn-b-Vm7M5PTAcwMc5yL8QgbscOLfFcCCEFM4RbaSI3AfxnGXLmXA1tdE4kMpVhWAdktJTI744MSGDbCj8lRn8dhksP9RUrF_dD/s320/DSC05143.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437868027876445074" /></div><div>(dress: Rodarte for Target; scarf: Marc Jacobs; tie worn as belt: Target; socks, glasses, and bow: Forever 21, shoes: Mom's, bag: thrift)</div><div><br /></div><div>A multitude of cheetah prints...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrleS_OPm9CVd6dUkekukI3q8zgG8x7YnfyZjjydomTn1RM6pv0p8Zt2Eg7Mr2FFKtXkveRh6G-RM9E15yx5W1ZIQ2df_qxwD436TiE8AMHOLIoC2qf8qePz26NZgKas8ol9fCSVoJqqkP/s320/DSC05144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437869220789554194" /></div><div><br /></div><div>And the shoes! I love these so much! My mom never really wore them, so she passed them on to me. They are PERFECTION. The straps are a really dark denim and they are so espadrille-y, so... They rule.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVfR-LZLUsOYQLa1bi7M42lcKFIbA80vjCk4ROO9gW9id51_OZFmZnecOosMOdoyuLqxZ8SwfkgFPqS5uny55tW6ITyNV_l2ZVpqpyNPF-evBPzrzGkUnBZJt__XAdMJbPLNf-Y7NhE3EW/s320/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437869637756531746" /></div><div><br /></div><div>You may have noticed the photo appearance of my furry toy, Andre, in the background who is currently being used to block pesky winter drafts from coming though the space between doors. He's a hard worker.</div><div><br /></div><div>My favorite part of this Rodarte for Target dress is the bows on the back because:</div><div>a) I LOVE BOWS!</div><div>and</div><div>b) They have a sort of vaguely skeletal effect because they go up my spine, which I like.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBuMmSlv7AKkOYRD_S0lWk_U4P2TeztLpDANPkDA8jawF_Q7ZtsZuF-iZS0HkZbhT_67K_94lstQWooIN4flG3gI8CuGEtBl6_NscUQd2egZEox4X-4SyHHpXBgtrOUUVAk-LRl3ZLUa-7/s320/DSC05146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437871128026501954" /></div><div><br /></div><div>That's my mom in the background now. She's also a hard worker.</div><div><br /></div><div>When I went to look at the Rodarte stuff a Target, my reaction was something like "HEY! OHMYGAWDOHMYGAWDOHMYGAWD IT'S FINALLY HERE!" followed by a blank and slightly pitiful look from the woman who was in the next aisle. I was really excited for this dress, but they only had it in a size 7, so I have to belt it which kinda gives it structured hips like <a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/complete/S2008RTW-BALENCIA">that Balenciaga S/S 2008 collection that everybody loved</a>, so it's all good.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, I can't believe fashion week is here again! It feels like everybody is still talking about fall's shows, but I can't wait to see new ideas! I wish I could be back in New York with all the excitement. I mean, with all this (sweater skirts, grandma/schoolboy button-downs, arm warmers, and grey boots) going on at Richard Chai Love already, it's looking to be a good week.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5g8bfEIB5rKG1xa6C4JkSjdB3CukwtI8X9PZ7odx-fNcvudGH1_YE48OaV5s_8POQh7m2RJ0GYIXMUwWLeFzppxLuSJOhfZYZfMFcyTMXPdBocM1dnOk224zML-yT50HQ-IStDIvUPtCI/s320/00010m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437878875199339010" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Eagerly awaiting.</div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-76060624071085592702010-01-14T16:39:00.000-05:002010-01-14T16:51:03.925-05:00Bow TieSo I've decided that I NEED one of these bows from the Marc by Marc S/S 2010 show... Not to mention all the clothes, but, uh, maybe I could get an allowance?<div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzFWXZTUJLWbz-3V25HSJ-eq03nISpyecrYvm-9-92NOdnKAwU9rrP_gcT51YbNhW_toXHjSlqLqLY4iNL8HZbLmGWNK_GjDV0oNg4QizWUX7-gFXHKA7biOGR5ibKtP9ox4NwLQWQJWua/s320/00030m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714243265946290" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEQgvsOFR30AAjkSFIS4bPCIauBxdJWtyzYW4ZTq2887m_l7RhyphenhyphennZHShgK79BiW4fpMGMz1v0YY3bcIwFcBNoPxzMfjFcTX6hEKMPYiLPuKKjqOjsE1RA7akwScQY5YnDtg9x189DHE6pr/s320/00040m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714397592806610" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJDccmof2DZ4eVljefSRkM2IKxsq4SjYytG5oP51h7u4yfQbA6-fBpKvki28pDJmsw9oXjQnkhZ2TPR17EbzeEEKMqH0NZie-_wkceRzXndON2Cw5k6viTfzZSvdnPWDszE1CsR5pxApT/s320/00090m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426714497708020706" /></div><div>I LOVE YOU BOWS! Why don't you just jump off the runway on to my head? Sounds good? Okay, see you soon.</div><div><br /></div><div>My feeble attempts at making one:</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3TABv3GV71bhXtz263_CWI0UH0WP-QwWgUH9kg61X55iOkj57eC01jUBGE6hB7VdP7nN5vr0rEcKIWPgmySu5aPAG9wg7Y3s6-jxipdaZ5RCCxNSMnUmSRNSmif59iDD05nCtny0qfpbP/s320/DSC04826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426715154253102914" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcsuTwQAZfPOBLF5186Fd7yHLAvouq3VrWdmzVWoxZTOBPjAldvxf9XE5mIz8t0Fgfy8BmhFKLZrUAKsjnhdZQbNqxTQs2RN2dCPpesLAFNpX4mvtXg1O0bp4QCv7E0iWSx-p2SBD_yfXt/s320/DSC04829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426715489907054802" /></div><div>(kimono belt worn as bow: mom's, shirt: John Paul Gaultier Jr.)</div><div><br /></div><div>Not quite the ultimate perfection that Marc crafted, but an old lady in a cafe told me she liked it and asked if my mother had put it on me so, score for me?</div><div>Well looky here, two posts in one day... I think I deserve (dramatic pause) a Marc by Marc Bow!</div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-38293030501118254972010-01-14T16:37:00.000-05:002010-01-14T16:38:06.372-05:00Surprise, surprise!Well, well, well. I have been blog-ishly absent for quite awhile. Shocker. Disappointingly, I have such a bad, bad child that all my posts turn into brief, narcissistic recaps and outfit posts. Saddy face. So I promise that this will be the last one! (Umm, for now.) Let's play "Pretend it's the Holidays again so that these outfit posts make sense!" Or not, you choose.<div><br /></div><div>Christmas Eve:</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4nXbDcS3hGZxwy0M6Tc5U3I_C4x5TCF2WLGjPEvFUq0rtI1btb7mb3GkyUEgPZOhHqnxblKMM2qRYURvi65Iz4Kkryp7S1QvQ3o4EkL_hqvRyzBR-bUWCU4j_kP6NcVyoAuc8QopeNaV/s320/DSC04717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426380176817250178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div>(top: Mom's from Sonia Rykiel, skirt: Thrift, headband: me+Hobby Lobby fake branches)</div><div><br /></div><div>You can't really tell in this picture, but the skirt is actually plaid. And, no, I didn't go barefoot--I wore some studded heel-boots that I have yet to post pictures of. Oh, and my lovely sis is wearing a handmade hand-me-down from a friend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Christmas:</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBzBBsH5X_UQuWEVjZiiH99YLKpXKaPU5LyvnGaPoREur5bIX8Gq7UTipr7o4HntJptKV6PW2TDqoahSoP3Idozq_KSgfrAflCDYL70zRkhUvpiaFgKkndIKSItOuZYNT2WwT0qDCi8QI/s320/DSC04729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426381339905129762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div>(shirt: John Paul Gaultier Jr., tutu: Kaiya Eve, faux-pearl necklace (worn as belt): Marc Jacobs)</div><div><br /></div><div>Speaking of which, how was your Christmas? Mine was splendiferous. Oh, what's that in my hand? Oh, nothing... JUST THE DIANA CAMERA I HAVE WANTED FOR SO LONG. NO BIG DEAL. Is it wrong that a camera is my new best friend? I SURE HOPE NOT.</div><div><br /></div><div>And New Year's Eve:</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijLgMe4_AqrhkGVX9ZVppof-qfkNXMCVvBBaEskK8ebb763b3_-KT4bjAimX0ScLOU95q-1C_v9UeQ5MXx5NPL5fZjKpNN9wWa_35-ZNbmA3CX7XyjD5_-TQFQ0_d0x2pfylsDdb1lMhhd/s320/DSC04756.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426384005870507490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpaHUAjXLrIwF3fa74jN9MYZmc0vZjPE4AHlQHMPXAeJrXgAmiECldKg__NYl96QHqXNHbHYjiFCT35WW0Ux2OUaSQjpq46r3cmrHlyk2wfWjihUbkds0y6DFLpYCS3N5lar1q3bRgER8F/s320/DSC04760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426384377959721826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div>To end 2009, I made an elaborate headpiece inspired by a futuristic beauty shoot in<a href="http://www.vmagazine.com/"> V Magazine</a>. It was time-consuming (do you know how many magazine have black and white pictures? Apparently not that many!) but totally worth it. I attached the image to flimsy cardboard and then to a head band so that I could get the whole coming-down-over-my-ear effect. It kept sliding over my eyes, but I liked it so much I was willing to impair my vision. Small price to pay. And, yes, the Griswolds from "Vacation" are hanging out somewhere above my right eye.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh yes, yes. I got a haircut!</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCQenV0fv3GhkL5TeXXpShlzSebA9fIw64vrz_OM_7uYQ0S6SBqfvpbqtuc_DxMmZbXD5VN1SjSbPtKmkB5pXM_gIxXBKegCqywwSJ2C3nMdcNqODLgSMfBjS8tpNaA6e3MUWzfhWx41mi/s320/DSC04732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426704457236943586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihg5I_Ay_91ZmTFsQ8lW70ELEl-TqAojqlqQwrMbZTZPgwulMHEtaaJ6tF-v85kbBRjvNN5Pl3Tniedhp6nGJ91Hat3PJOpMMiKUqJV6EjpjrXWzoiPlbb9zJyeOzV-rrDel76rVib6Zlc/s320/DSC04734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426704746480687058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div>These were taken right after I got it cut so it looks nice and shiny and straight (not like I spent about 3 seconds on it and then frantically ran out to the car, like most mornings) but it's all together more like a bob. Very flapper-style. I like it a lot. Also thinking of dying my blonde bangs light pink after seeing a ton of pink hair in this month's Vogue. Opinions?</div><div><br /></div><div><div>Well, my absence ended with a fun weekend with my lovely friend who also happens to have a very lovely camera... I wanted to share some of the pictures we took!</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLBkuodyH-MMgQ2YzKGL9FtlI2fTdxgNGxCvFjw7jaO8Iqv1R1bwEZ-MjOXnr9Dxx2-ixwRINtE1g1JtDalRyH-DnjXjE0govGU_dvUGaY-HZZePniUVfnlWQamdooCYOYqHSw7rFYKduw/s320/18149_242405923068_769213068_3124608_3716699_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426706849180815154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDB1ghG5jYI_K_MsWwXwOjRJN5N_7vl_HIAxLoyR1Jxi-w2ZijDPCFsnzKP9nGrrAlUTUgKHCNNJk3fbRNSNzI3cMHFI9fGhLTos3bMs46CxECRvmbrbITc1dwme3629EJy4nHQjHQ8fkd/s320/18149_242405943068_769213068_3124611_4112262_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426707084012439810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div>And a full shot of that outfit...</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7PNxZnu-_ue_dnXB0WEa1KUBfSyxXanD2WAYDmyNrYmjOlik9K_AJg6rfVrlKMOdS7wTJ_qHuQsXIWrg1g_moeqjZaPkS0YgzfAcOY1B1BIaaNdy0fZ7HX2LuBl73y3-03mRQdeRzYh_E/s320/DSC04809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426708051630498946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div>(jeans: sister's, t-shirt: DIY-ed Blondie+Marc Jacobs, peter-pan collar button down: uniform store, sweater: Rugby Ralph Lauren, shoes: Liberty Fabrics for Nike, green coat: Christmas gift, white coat: friend's)</div><div><br /></div><div>I have barely taken off this Rugby Ralph Lauren sweater since I got it on Christmas, especially because I was DESPERATELY in need of something with varsity letters... Okay, maybe not, but this sweater has my initials and a bee patch-- LOVE. Also, this is a rare outfit because I am wearing jeans and a t-shirt, which almost never happens. The other day, my friend who I've known since I moved here about 2 years ago said that she had never seen me wear plain blue jeans... Ha! I am strangely proud. Also, I'm not throwing a snowball, but a shiny, white plastic apple which I plan on making into a headpiece. Very exciting. That's all for now-- and I promise the next post will be about <i>inspirationz </i>and lots of other not-so-much pictures of me stuff.</div><div>-Ruby</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. In my last post I mentioned black-and-white day with my sister. Here it is:</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuLIVuiCorEGZ2-4N_4a4qJlKav0wCGCLVMwe89T6QpiWiCAUBvkFCjj2RN-vVbNsom87b5jmdBxfOAmjPoGNHVq_loLXQ2FbbgY-t6xqdUvsqSGLablbFYNW1Bh3Z8w-9WKamCKtcaZh/s320/DSC04651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426711528887966178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></div><div>(on me- shirt: DIY, skirt: thrift tailored by me, leggings: sister's, hat: my Grandfather's hand-me-down. on my sister- shirt: Gap kids, pants: H&M, headband: Forever 21)</div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-55122530063543656272009-12-21T11:24:00.000-05:002009-12-21T15:33:43.929-05:00I'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.<div>So, let's play ketchup (ah, punny) with my outfits.<br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKXpIAuGiiYXkaIaq6FEb5eHhEc-uET9aBaz43O4Q5y0pSS-xryICA5mJtlpYMaZUDXZuHQYUONtTwiOnFEEFF-IcrcVD87oYS6-zx1ylGyb4Zc7tYrKj4BAklIFhLuAxhJTZrwdba1wB/s320/DSC04344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417727222502877986" /></div><div>(harem pants: American Apparel, shirt: Scoop, jacket: Forever 21, shoes: Steve Madden, ring: Tatty Devine)</div><div>Yes, yes, tribal pattern mixing and whatnot.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTdCWsiVbfyjbVkFJQ34ye-VqFyaRC8QNoekENRvxcZlOu1kEjgWNnHlpWq2hmtnIQd6DCmqKaOR412bitcUvZi1vh26XNAjuBKYRCKtytw9x7utGR1gWZu5r1dCALKugLsE9IEoqisZb/s320/DSC04375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417728335819127234" /></div><div>(shirt: Ralph Lauren Kids, bloomers: Tracy Feith for Target, tights: Target, bow: vintage)</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8czX7QTg_050Lbs0dgWRKa3Qm-h0_D0h9Pl2NjN_1zO7WOU9izfRroV-jo2hf25__tmv71CkDc_BXwgMooXluX4VvnaFXeTHMeQDY6foJKEVzecIP7c7ci728H2t8PU9pH1B-JKUpEJ0/s320/DSC04474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417728850125954610" /></div><div>(sequined sweater: thrift, dress: American Apparel, bow: vintage)</div><div>What I wore on Thanksgiving in Nueva York.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg77-olEbk_c4e7On7tpEjSKi5vFKBw9afzxXq5-IS9EHnxUaTTcidKXloWw8_pA0eFdlq62xd2FjJ7b_qrO7CNa3fZh6a2zatdBwxaMP0UtqKlNj0b-pcYyYpaMCxG_UXg_l-ZbyTGpDiU/s320/DSC04536.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417729424975999058" /></div><div>(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)</div><div>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:</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4eyeLn-WZ4zAFzYtwp8kn2Q45SRIp1lOb2F2z0UDGi25UoUIZAPbE-vxPKpxKg-fDAlnuDv14D6vGFaO2RVPL2NkREnSfmS5HiTH2qmPUQcIqjcFmpi8aaYKlH_GrDl7WUsY-HM3ALnN/s320/DSC04540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417730818773450034" /></div><div>I love you, old lady/rose garden/tea party socks.</div><div><br /></div><div>And finally, what I wore yesterday:</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivlEsiaid5IaRDOvs66ZgInRjDgSoFobK_3nexVpCBjEy2xeDDRPYbXxiS89iXj4qLfEikb0QCrYTFjb5PqtgdfXXjJZB-wHLp5n-9xEzCE0AsBTOG-VX_8Hn-J4XJU3vN7h8PwoInYJ6P/s320/DSC04591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417731273227414626" /></div><div>(top: thrift, skirt: sister's, dip-dye tights: Target, shoes: Michael Kors, headband: Forever 21, necklace: gift)</div><div>All this pink delights me.</div><div>D-d-d-details of the headband:</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGAhpR5cDHy4QRlHQ2WvTYQi1OoEbp-BZThyphenhyphenZSYbMlsLnRkSxC4YbQw4_eprZOc9aP7w2KsZhpwoIVXAvJQWhe1Q31S46lDE2nE4kVY5d5GAI8pVGW-YPJ0GNmsQlksTwlnOQhWUvGWEdx/s320/DSC04598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417732265787790946" /></div><div>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. </div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd83Zy3Kq2fiNSC7MTpsOVpplKMB-o0JpKVz9A9RYf4eSgSFndfcyxPuJCE3F1AClgR15ApQ28EoF7X4x8F4bg89n1VwzL4ais5Ct2ou5EiP7NOYhmRrHwkZ-Bv-mO32Nuw9M1QrOx5fOP/s320/DSC04612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417733695265777506" /></div><div>(on my sister-- top: mine, skirt: American Apparel)</div><div>Awww, look, we (probably) love each other!</div><div>That's plenty of me...</div><div>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:</div><div>"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."</div><div>It's comforting to know that their are other people that want the same things from their individual style. </div><div>That's all for now.</div><div>-Ruby</div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-31315394060240645232009-12-03T18:30:00.000-05:002009-12-03T19:03:24.341-05:00Un-SweetWell, 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 <a href="http://ipopheart.blogspot.com/">Martina</a> 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...<br /><div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEgXi_WA2cYpqCQirA8XmBNn3ddrx-qLO9lZr9V2J_IqKiekWUEpxYmOPB-OJGbehAB8mdME8_wDGg4ei4l7Zc8EI73w0r3JIDhzwkY21gcobq3_AZ9BtVJmJXr8QnwwCf2mRP2jIb8LBJ/s320/SS09DLR_Comme_des_Garcons-02-de-81964404.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411163422796073522" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Comme De Garcons Spring 2009 (late, I know) Courtesy of Harper's Bazaar</span></div><div>THIS IS WHAT IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD.</div><div>-Ruby</div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-58930186646771569692009-11-07T12:00:00.000-05:002009-11-07T13:16:47.536-05:00BadOkay, 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.<div> </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik0iLHeScYgrLcZPMJTGzdQ-9Ao8yADMCX7Dg9KXFT6taytMTdiM4n4JzKk7bQFYvVIzwJ_qEc4HPitd_Khc-vkYLCk9mnki-WrdCRTWH7n_1X8tm3gPvHm24CAmqxx78Eki_WWrr7wEoX/s320/DSC04017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414053030466002" /></div><div><br /></div><div>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)</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTbUTwDr_FbpPGN_OEW1TMvvbDbnbPNrSy01xvV30-6h7coTZuB0NausDxHXotrEmyL7Dkdspsj9PBZLlbUdsDxPcfonP_sXJWyOwQbApxyR8_pEszqRuwbhCnJXGwKOdCMG74BKKDLuB/s320/DSC04021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401415918340484642" /></div><div><br /></div><div>(vest: Target, glasses: DIY Aldo, flowers: random nearby bush)</div><div>Oh my, that's a creepy face.</div><div><br /></div><div>I had one evening in the city, though, where I made it to both <a href="http://www.topshop.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TopCategoriesDisplay?storeId=12556&catalogId=19551">Topshop</a> and <a href="http://www.kidrobot.com/">Ki</a><a href="http://www.kidrobot.com/">drobot</a>! Everything from Topshop was out of my price range, shall we say, but at Kidrobot I picked up this little ring from <a href="http://www.tattydevine.com/boutique/index.php">Tatty Devine</a>.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnhuXUObDbRnw8owEQ8PnXP6cqhREm17N2dPNCjp6UtGJquckKZT7VZeIjy15pHiwLxgsNqCsSb80x0xwEZ_3XlM1j4B1Mc0L97QY8JCtE-mNy5inF5dpEry_Z5twG4kLvNXVK-jF9AjB9/s320/DSC04064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401417496776470594" /></div><div><br /></div><div>It makes me happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>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...</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAKZ2YHBe30VxcAN__wbPbxnhWk4NoTyACOQmar_azuQeCwbVpCf9P4Z4K0yoLM57qB0k6HYvz8ou69olnMfpAn8PbEMxM7_ibz0FukTdVLhuV7u7DChHVjmA2iNk-R34nknCr8CtVHce/s320/DSC04264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420663673123138" /></div><div><br /></div><div>My costume on nights when I'm an extra instead of Ms.Bingley. It makes me a ninja.</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIq-cDuE8C7WtIMHSKFZMPLRGi4JmALgF0vIOBw67PI0LCbH2AGSHoheG1thpIyFqBepG66vtaYl-ypKv8bYpYQqjYkzcH-R51ltqPQShJomICDzQ1VrfUwmzwl0r1RtmzfOPrjy57GX2/s320/DSC04188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401423007710704402" /></div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqKykltSvkUq6jwyh1n4DLN6DhbsH-khcvOSZ-fWFNncTykDm-MTqSVQOz-ottwoBYHSIWFqCwb-bT8zUkuVbyTnbdbj2_9JGSMfDUrhn_ckcPsIuwl504koSIdU-l4twb05jPkp2Nk3v6/s320/DSC02212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401425286471526546" /></div><div><br /></div><div>Hard to say, hard to say...</div><div><br /></div><div>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:</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrmwYqXq72nwiNNLDt2DQolF8rzSszufkbYLIAE5XmAv22IpTB1yhvPfX9mo4Q384jiiCt5jbY6o067wJCM_-6b2cCeecWZ1ykeqFthEK6JUFQnFYkOb22_DcynUjC1w5sgQyYydTnwgTI/s320/DSC04231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401426151907221938" /></div><div>(jacket: Forever 21, shirt: DIY Sonic Youth for Marc Jacobs, skirt: Topshop, tights: Target, shoes: vintage, bow: H&M)</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, this been a sufficiently narcissistic and photo-heavy recap of the last month, so sorry folks. I promise to be a better blogger! </div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-36688933647849638552009-10-05T19:46:00.000-04:002009-10-05T21:06:40.334-04:00Autumn!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Well, hi there. I have been quite busy with play practice and all, but I'm trying to squeeze in some blogging time...</span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">So...</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">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.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">SUMMER</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Vogue Paris Juin/Juillet 2</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">009</span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">"Love Makes the World G</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">o Ro</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">und" </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">by Bruce Weber and Carine Roitfeld</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Not my favorite because it ha</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">s super-high-fashion</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">-inspiration-ness, but because the models genuinely looked like the</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">y 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.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxxT_bIMzKzHd4mUY1bWS3s3DktUs0AMXCdSPr2sMf8Wm0hAUi6WpnJ8XAv5Te8AANDVNS-aSS_aTLmT2sJpwksibcZsclS7gB-cu6ToKFyopvmQQQDdBF9jCqpJjSu3vag3reJIfk-V_V/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389282648891767810" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNaD7SLFD9PLgOa1r-KL0VZeVF4HfmaAzbF8oFW8m9zO2_1AvfFCP2fODUCjWp_sWg4GabNopIiit6NnQHrbyYELQrydHuVbfRjlJ3xShSkFyeJNrzXzjOJcKgavT8hMR0OY3qFxVBUvHs/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283039550657682" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Luy2anDAKxuMg00fUmXbcBNaoyBWsXkjQxhqdKtk3co6g1r7mCQQN2rOQrsXNseLhLeZamzlvs7PWfYczkJW8uOpo3xEFO3Paz86_pPRFKzj76YeXOkmmLl75Oyj2la3GRdq5mgIkhsS/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283373731866594" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf4ma6ftjrQE3TVyqf4hs67wasM8H0vZ84otPjoDWPMKPPJzma3Mz6C8bdW_xKGdv3s8hX3pGXkm5n5wXGPhdKNvpPj9N3fVskTVCOsVXYe8X_v54fYvgHSdjZXdrTqZJDZDg2ImpR90wG/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389283571088869682" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKVbSxfQsoML-4tSdok0rxiW6b0yzypEFKgOlrrbaqrhj2sm_j5kxQ2M9xulobY9TE8KCcRSXQNr_CGNn2cGCVjJY0thReffKNUVE91fgFCpwDBpECuYGcE-Kd0Fav-tLbOAc7-8229-H/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284021769123906" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVcLK9f2F3_llWoQvyPW4Y8f9-l_KF-V67vM99IhG4MHZWCzMwRBVmP8mB9d_rgP0jwuthedbkQsPuRR6qbztdzJ3rMpXI52W0agPYFWu5evqFllIkwG-RKX194M2VuldCbA5H_jfRoWvw/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284271960621538" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzq8CJHf2b-Vh148u9vGqKlnE-yK9tPl3o9UddTbIsEDAp9wnRliJFWCR3X1Y3hHh8vK4tcdiycEpX4-S9QXg5pdP5ilInQQZAwVnc0S6M0kiXOR7w7AXQlOru0cOSM0NYwLPZIOvDs0T_/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284470702899442" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1gcb5GmSQstdxdxa6VUKSJkZmaUxhMJBCkgefMQnuatAfqgkvB0-PEndE8zfcoTh97ZxfuW5z6y6vZM3iSoeCtChTsMbCcbrxzQriPYkbLIRUf0Lu10mrvBRXlbNdAdkVKjEyAu9tANYb/s320/sasapivovarovalovemakestheworldgoaroundvogueparisjunejuly2009carineroitfeldbruceweber12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389284688598686674" /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">pictures on </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a href="http://http://lexposure.net/talent/the-update/editorial-update/vogue-paris-is-full-of-fun-in-the-sun-for-summer-09">lexposure.net</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">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)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">KARL LAGERFELD! I am so excited! And, I called<a href="http://ipopheart.blogspot.com/"> Martina</a> 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. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">-Ruby</span></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-31641546729339678222009-09-28T19:48:00.000-04:002009-09-28T21:20:26.561-04:00Black+NavyHey. 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. <div>Well, other than that I had an alright weekend. How about you? Good? Good.</div><div>What I wore Saturday...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdUxm-PVsTtsNtVD2OaudfCnT6vMIAYYPBppp7UJhd2Bh23OEySPGJ9eDIaqRSuTH4rvqv1UX7KB4Nx-T7uHt9RuVGpkFXLdF3dteV9EpMWVIPCMPNw5NdqZ4yH8MKYGWCRwWPPTrMaTNu/s320/DSC03937.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386671151542120546" /></div><div>(mariner shirt: Captain Corsaire in Laguiole, France, pants: BCBGeneration, sequined belt: sister's, bag: Marc by Marc Jacobs, shoes: F Troupe, bow: H&M)</div><div><br /></div><div>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!</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday night we had a school dance, which was surprisingly fun until almost everybody left for another party. Yeah. High school sucks, right?</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAQFPGlk0P7yx0kl0cWB7cqnodGour_UGgvSmZbpg9wYGFgudxRkvkIPLAMBv1ptRFIqAi_VhsBKQzfLA1jmF5DZc0sgBomPQCAzla3xY1PXoRaDdsI1Yieh2ZjhCitbZE3FAY9iS_zI-m/s320/DSC03951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386685948432920418" /></div><div>(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)</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zD-J4IJl39wCRHX36DW2CUiVFzn_6KB0v3Zz69RoawGvlYWaq9eLFM0BIE4yxjYwzBRmQmur61VghIxcgPglkyB90hZpb3VUpKvS5T_fVwaxtAJJYGwCkPjBDcU72_0TQ9KK5l13GQMG/s320/DSC03946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386687800191809058" /></div><div>(bracelet: broken old necklace, typewriter key ring: handmade from The Makery, gold ring: my great-great grandmother's class of 1911 ring)</div><div><br /></div><div>And Sunday... I wasn't feeling that inspired, but I did have fun taking pictures.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7lMa4HWCfQqG_8t6B2rMSbjE9WriaZudVDa-VTQQn2n9_y_2z9TA4Pgbb68hivq0kW62jgFFjAOKxDF5DEfDwqgIhy0ZwfbfHWCThLC-xwAiEkAfUZmOHJglFAMVvAKLZxC28A8cETIOZ/s320/DSC03957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386689283695587106" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4NWZ3lQ-geC8FddIQDykN7yIvDgEltgvNZ7TZJCXzZSzHVQKvBKo7YfgCQb61uY-8nJzqyqyEYvwhPwrTaWufkbUq6b3OP-mIrJrJ4I_Yr2NfNPvYzfek-XGzTAobOaCTqxzubBeeRhZ/s320/DSC03958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386689812792996754" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7VZ-RSNlgxM0OqGdDX-tVFfPQjLx2_y8T08SP4iQCVau3nbZjY4oijO7na4JVdZK9qHjo7K8DR1paA4XePQsKSTRqRBwnwBypfqDmcCDblOn_7avJ9hkClaxYY3ZEdUY3Kuqfc27YzjZX/s320/DSC03959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386690194948397234" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GsEs2lNHLJRFbvcEXihAWaTqFrLvqSTwrf0-u5UK2JG9IRgu06UHSj7QK_YHQUHD5m9CRj5GRyFZUGrh9Boo2BGO3cM4w3X4T5TmT6MrdRMiGpOBxTuQyQ-tjue5lEwvRybOLGsec7SX/s320/DSC03961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386690697271502610" /></div><div>(blazer: Nautica Boys, shirt: Ralph Lauren, skirt: BCBGeneration, shoes: vintage, bow pinned to shirt: me, glasses: Urban Outfitters)</div><div>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.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photo credit (in order): my sister, my mom, me</span></div><div>-Ruby</div><div><br /></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-60059877379744153822009-09-21T18:37:00.000-04:002009-09-21T21:49:22.437-04:00I go to every gameMonday. Blarg... but, today was the long-awaited Team Day I mentioned in my last post! My Team Marc shirt turned out splendidly.<div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4D-Ug6XNFVAsopLXWzg9_Z1IqwAWmgU5tpbqsKNZ2LxN1clil9PNneYOutikr0CMPLSxOgZ7WgftZio8asRTNq1z1exspCnODQPMKn6hb-eXRmtZoDUN5r1HbujmXMqJSQ_v6OFTFw7mM/s320/DSC03889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384054084947327026" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaOPkHv2-9lFxj_8IxfGRMN6KBKpK8p9epsJCR5XWJgnXEG19VsTiXC-EDYP7YzO8k-etRAUSsFvdJUVbTwYOa_sXGfr-sw-ciyPmfc5vboW-TUoULS8DnpHzU8mLYTTuJnlOh7gK8IAn1/s320/DSC03890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384055217343222402" /></div><div>(Team Marc shirt: me, cheetah print minidress: Collective Concepts, bow: Forever 21, leggings: Target)</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRgFOU1N6Ip6ilkA54qd1KXAX1HvDb4KR5rhV2GtWGeuNs_lTZfK7ZdhD9W5OY8ka9Prb2wsMAD4WbXaJ4wZnDC9qucyb9kjymjsDIty_TSPHHmgyCP5jKqVHmELY9RMLrShXLyK1irlKD/s320/DSC03891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384057615509021730" /></div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRIkcVDHbpKiJnUqu7yFiY47KCsox4HSWgpW7GpWO_DrkoujMQ6IP2SGijPqSaJZN5gaJC_awNAgF1avk79g7U2EkFLCHCYBwpfKsKhwUUYef8IVU3nMNwwn8ZotuGNYpP_UHYwYXKSwaj/s320/DSC03894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384055825701892178" /></div><div>(sequined sweater: thrift, leggings: Target)</div><div>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. </div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div>-Ruby</div><div> </div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-52066445581371965382009-09-17T18:36:00.000-04:002009-09-17T19:42:09.558-04:00Finally...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.<div><br /></div><div><b>Marc by Marc <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b>Jacob</b><b>s</b>-- 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.</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPGfiVVPVP1jQmGU_X5F3hse9J97R7jgfgdEPAu8RThegC63st6DxJQSOOtFURwNbdQt0nxdSV28a28ty6L3RLv0u_MVibR_-MVTTOw6ZqO62mLEVOyHx600oEAlCFwOgClBlzGuVgvZe/s320/00010m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572095095002034" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGXxpR7oK2lhvmjJlDMa9SiKVgKYkc9q8JQ4v2TBZwxvqVQfZs3hcpBjCMptIjddrxTL8HksVufZSn8p2wYbQR74d0NCAlD1owyKrS9KkUwleEusjrUs76lRnlILPHh7hFT9tjybIvGJ0q/s320/00040m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572286756569554" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqaXalWUk5VfR-PFXjYz-VWcpYOXEqcgfYIVlidgnyqUh8dApJgh34kTVTitEBljc964cgmm54zbsPzL9JFUXnBJ3qKReEbZzYITy7YWfjIx6vQ7LxgN6s2C59FyC5T0z5N0IfSqfxuRSj/s320/00140m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572552270066754" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguapFzshzo5syPGYjuCs1HMDGj34d1Wiy6gYwawK9lOPoJXkSSZTgGfM4NDUz-mCCTfTxYq_-j4r8oPncggVdnwNPVK2W5hNAaX6oH1dLkWBnLRCjJ5TWsi_tf1onn7x13EpjcXql7ZO2y/s320/00350m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572810883579730" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikusSy7JzvSJsTsB9Bw1tzZQlt9rPgSyF_rSiuz5wRR3aqgvXeJRGRKW6VK7ILURMRgVHavZI1pJu_2ofP-8iH5TlMHlW7ny-4DAMMtdHWS6CUVEYT9ty0tKypBn4-tYXIM8OpTRQvYXJv/s320/00380m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573063898067842" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-XpxTS1Bszmrt3o-HH9tSqtKyU0Fa2hpPhIR9Fog4M6I2jdCUnqHIZwQLIi2gjWnLAFYBTLuK1ng0FB91zMQ6MF6pXssq-o126KK4b9-hbEfeRJZYqF4kmTf3Ahyphenhyphen8YEsS-FyxKOWzZTbo/s320/00580m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573372956719650" /></div><div>via <a href="http://www.style.com/">style.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Marc Jacobs-</b>- 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...)</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi26UD1BEMf95wwhjedKSTMs-TIZ-hZDSejGegIBoCudSyjEyrxBFiNifwW_hnMslsUo48GJD91bEyyOpCbadJvvyBeKwAIiBjCyAnjCkY6J8d-Kry4t93dzSc-HIJQZYdVrIPeezPdWGGB/s320/00010m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382576286905761250" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRd5tkMKgsLAtvXE5Rl-swfDsgCSmPV5K2NbzfAtNPBk0VbqSXv2y_meWgssDvG5E1BPTmrC_gvXGxKz-EuxrU0FuPHPpir6TGLm49i8oZDIgDhhpwYy6pFx0kjM20ZCuLL_sw8I1UAOI-/s320/00020m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382576571371740226" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6Xuuo1ok9tj-ptfVrLCPe4Qfv07HP9RVQrIL2h7VUtd22jBk3vOae430XFnQ3RvJo7V-VxPPVcOw6LDXjMCjqJJ_kebMCjO-WigjJRqL0wacAmlS-CZrezH-TdqtT5f0vjSmfyZ5zN-b/s320/00050m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382576815618339010" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-XZyI2V8xgFlPK-iG7yQ9620iyzUbIIWVDHtOflgKT20JablZpYrKwg5tKJYBQBb7Z-yriMGMO87WOdI3t3AQmlfwX6lT7r-0mnPth-dTJKTkF4we3RNwzL8tWQMJhOETDdJ6G1hNLutU/s320/00480m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382577655998974562" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB5poNjofjNUfm4ReBsBeeQ7wUCpJ_ZJztUK6jlCmlNuo6L50LebciQXR3DifGlQQgQGlZooUxVwm1S9bWd20NK446NgDKzMgOQon9BhFojt6hlW65AOkcqRnV6UfmcDk8i0C9V85oAHdb/s320/00040m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382577036545913426" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHJb_VpN599k3iXcGhTZkFaSC5jAerQrbXSvg4MBJ86LbjFYGLNc3uPwc3ySGmmcr0eo9gjD_BF6cHDCRrk1fTkcI10iRypwe8YGZu1FQ928G1LZ1ehaCuiiDNC30cSJQtvdXq6TOrKB-w/s320/00090m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382577345557892722" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ-bMNQR5tVpJZA1IHcT7Bds9539D2h_HSEnmKF0JLJtUAA3ClDhmA6euNtYNQuipsLKRgrw0nWW03OfI8Sj7Ng5bWCK3HTkVWh1FFlWVE4VyE4PX-bohSZthF8Gmb2fC6DUcs-uklgvGw/s320/00510m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382578053501030034" /></div><div>via <a href="http://www.style.com/">style.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div>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 <a href="http://nymag.com/">New York Magazine</a>. When the game was over I asked, "Wait... did they lose?" Yup.)</div><div><br /></div><div>I AM GOING TO BE TEAM MARC! It will be amazing, but I am not a spoiler... so more to come later.</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEx3eWUJ_UJciBkpS4hdNRthEh5u2KvqGHpC8jHY1KZruI_Wsru2ZdGRjUAaWg_ibCtUiG99yeSeODj9qsbcWLYD0OZmKW9KD-GVt5R2L1jFlx4lEcjg9JoXQePmX8v8grcXCZz_n23odi/s320/DSC03869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382582668005476114" /></div><div>(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.</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div>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!</div><div>-Ruby</div></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-91461883224268033822009-09-14T20:49:00.000-04:002009-09-14T21:29:56.221-04:00Short and a touch bitterHowdy! 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 <a href="http://ipopheart.blogspot.com/">Martina</a> 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. <div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiULtkiS9QT7Ev4oyKh4_Z022h58DzuHMXBE0KOtcXmb52terLFtJyFeXdSq2ku7IqlEwBAsP5_qT9Aamot7gUeBqj14ABOLTOYYZZKIihd2a-5AUOHbXN7D352ToZDzTpuzxctUlTAjcY_/s320/00020m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496417392388594" /></div><div><br /></div><div>courtesy of <a href="http://www.style.com">style.com</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah. I like that all white-ness. Not so much the shoes, though. But how about <a href="http://www.shopdolcevita.com/detail.aspx?ID=909">these</a> from <a href="http://www.shopdolcevita.com/default.aspx">Dolce Vita</a>? 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!</div><div>-Ruby </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8431419141956028109.post-32620639098007594552009-09-12T18:57:00.000-04:002009-09-12T20:10:56.321-04:00Number OneHello! I'm Ruby. (Ignore my awkward introduction). For quite awhile now, I've been following the blog world and finally, I decided (well, I was given permission by the parentals) to make my own blog! The fashion world is growing, and I want to at least make some small contribution. I mean, I really, really love to get dressed. Not to go all philosophical on fashion, but it's a way that I can express myself. Anyhoo, I'll get back to being a blogger and show you what I wore today... <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQiGFOdsLaF_waDK33sF4lFb0qgMhxC96vkKLmfGTwFyBkDssUjoXOna98assG4ZMN1WP_u9EJZMR0DmyUtNn4KXKyqzkM5wVKMBNdbyCgyiKQJecUpz7ADkkZhCWcXgaMZ0aMyuIAy0vO/s320/DSC03789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380723131508029570" /></div><div><br /></div><div>(shirt: Marc Jacobs, skirt: Topshop, belt: J. Crew, shoes: Vans, fish necklace: Scout, Glasses: formerly sunglasses from Aldo, socks: found in my drawer)</div><div><br /></div><div>I kind of have an issue/obsession with fake glasses, so today I popped the lenses out my old sunglasses to make these:</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCk4_g6rAP0nJ8yPkqurOo8IclwnYEEXH1F8tG639e6FpzmZI0R1dKJkpjDGwsR9MI8q1_dlnKWL0nzJGl70vJLzYpCt1amBFrE28TVdbt1Im5rEfUqexmDWC5JtePWiwdbchUbhNJWMWi/s320/DSC03792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380725520129799074" /></div><div><br /></div><div>I tried several times to create <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILEQ3VgMcyXYxDfhS4V_6Zh6m_Pd-HulaDujVEsWqkCaR67LkJXXV1WsQAbF4y3T_D0kHqdXO4bDsJZi6T9s4g1Otkyih2bbIB9YpnBMxtosynitekXQ7_D5IJYSbzcKYdjvWcFnYkvad/s1600-h/ShirtSkirt.jpg">this skirt </a>from <a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/">The Sartorialist</a> (whose book, by the way, is simply gorgeous), but I failed and went with the pink-and-gray theme I've been thinking about lately. Meanwhile, I'm wishing I could be at fashion week, but will compromise for eagerly awaiting to see what Marc Jacobs, Comme de Garcons, and Chanel are turning out in what seems to be a rather uninspired season so far. I am also SUPER JEALOUS of everyone who got to go to Fashion's Night Out. Hrmph. Maybe next year. In the meantime, I hope to be blogging away. My lovely friend Martina, of <a href="http://ipopheart.blogspot.com/">Chewed Silly Putty</a>, and I have big plans for some collaborative blogging. Well, I'm off to eat homemade macaroni and cheese and watch Fame (the awesomely 80's version), but I really, really, really, really, truly hope that this blog will work out. Adios.</div><div>-Ruby</div>Rubyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015767287073098012noreply@blogger.com6