50 Shades of Green

(Jeans-J. Brand, Blouse-Club Monaco, Sweater-Lord&Taylor, Boots-Gap)

It's apparent I've been inactive as of late, and what better to rekindle that blogging spirit than upcoming finals? Incidentally, when you've got one major thing that's necessary to do, you find a multitude of little things that are unnecessary to do instead. Funny how that works. 

Well, being loaded down with seven courses isn't quite as bad as it seems, but it does mean that half of my lovely wardrobe is sitting unscathed in my closet, yearning to be worn. With the upcoming holidays, I decided I'd start my blogging about my outfits again. 

You know, as most vain women do. 

And so, here I go with 50 Shades of Green to kick start the season! 

little dolla

frigid time of year | just looks cold

How the mighty have fallen.

I wholeheartedly agree with the confusion in this statement. 
When did we start thinking it was okay to bare ourselves and consider it fashionable? The CL has dropped from the modern world, and all majority are left with is ass. I'm not saying women have to mosey around town in tweed suits and loafers, but I do think there should be some maintenance involved with our presentation. In the picture on the right, the best accessory is cleavage (maybe some cheap jewels from claire's). The left, the women are fully suited with hats and hand bags. There would be nobody strolling by the pair on the left and clicking their tongue in disgrace. 
No guarantees about the right, though. 


I keep scrolling through my tumblr, and more and more I see that it's hip to look like a slob. If a girl is bone-thin, and wearing ripped shorts and wedges, the image will be reblogged thousands of times! Why is this? When did being trashy suddenly become iconic? 

For example, good 'ol Audrey Hepburn gets 40 reblogs (notes) and half-dressed girls get over 20,000. 

I would find another example of a classy lady to post, but the sad thing is, I've scrolled for a good six minutes now (and my finger is aching) and I couldn't find a single one. 
The bottom picture isn't even wearing pants! 


Another thing I've observed, is constantly reoccurring. 
It's ever-so-popular to just write 'cunt' or 'bitch' etcetera and it's deemed acceptable, and is reblogged thousands of time because there's some flashy neon behind it. 


Welcome to the devolution of society. Stay classy, if you can. 

fall palette

i'll do a lookbook look of this eventually.

and i'm taking care of the manicure issue tonight. 

It's time for fall

And I'm not quite ready to bundle up in full coat and boots weather. We'd had a strong indian summer up until November 15th-ish, and then it actually began to feel like winter. Though, there are apple cider perks, and peppermint mochas. Plus, the Starbucks graphic spreads are my favourite, they're playing up the rekindling nostalgia, and makes me want to go all ooey gooey to everyone I love. And I'm really not that kind of person. But has anyone ever considered the balance autumn has? Okay yeah, summer has warm colours and connotations, but I think autumn has waaayy more than it's sunshine cousin. Think about it: when people think of autumn, they think knits, warm honey hues, warm drinks, fires (and snuggling), bustling about : those are warm connotations! Warmer than a potentially freezing vacation ocean. So, no coats for me yet, as you'll see in the post above this: because I'll just keep thinking of the warmth autumn promises with it's little goodies (colours!) rather than the actual temperatures..