Last day of Term

Pants/ Beyond Retro, Shirt/ Rummage Sale, Jacket/ Sun Thrift, Shoes/ T.u.k.

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Today was the last day of my first term at LCF! Whoohoo! I'm thrilled to be done because that means the holidays are here and I get to go home and see my family! So much exclamations.

Lets talk about this outfit.
These pants were probably one of the best investments I have made since I have moved here. They are wool and on really cold days like this, they keep me warm and of course they are plaid. You can never go wrong with plaid. never. One of my favorite things to do with plaid is mixing it with floral designs, like this jacket. This jacket is a bit to short for me, but it fits my shoulders (which is hard to do). It is velvet and super itchy on the inside. Truthfully, it's a hassle and I don't really like to wear it, but today I needed to. The shirt I got from the rummage sale a couple of months ago in east London. A lot of the clothes were stained there (not in a gross way, but in a painters way) and this shirt, I found out this morning is one of them. I know that sounds kind of odd, but when I originally bought it, I thought it was pink, but now I think it was white, but it was washed with something that was pink, and it got pink-ified. Lastly this outfit is complete with my creepers. I have warn these near to death, they are kind of falling apart, but they still get me from point A to point B. Thats the important part.

Music- Plastic Flowers, Silence (new favorite band)

Adidas

Shirt/ Sun Thrift, Jacket/ Rummage Sale, Shoes/ EBAY HOLLA!

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So I had to get these shoes. I just had to. I remember my mom had a pair when I was little and I thought they were so ugly. I never thought in a million years I would be searching Ebay for a size 5 at 3 in the morning. They are surprisingly comfortable and I love how they look. This is my sort of Lazy Sunday [posted on a friday] look.

Music- I find it fitting to post some music that has been occupying my mind, the past couple of weeks.

Lord O-Mighty You Betta Smile

Top/ O-Mighty, Dress/ Thrifted, Shoes/ Unif, Jacket/ East End Vintage.

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So the reality of this post (and most likely the next one) is it was fucking cold outside. The things we do for fashion.. I know I have been complaining about this for the past couple of posts, but just so you know that I am being serious:
Okay, so it's in celsius, so it's actually around 30 degrees, but I am from southern california! I am FREEZING!

I have had very little time lately because school has really gotten complicated in the past two weeks after a month or so of literally doing nothing. It kind of snuck up on me. A friend and I went to camden to take these pictures over the weekend.

I haven't done to much exploring in that area besides going to the camden market and the little retail shops around there and neither has she, so we thought we would give it a go. We did really venture that much past the market because we really weren't very sure where to go. We stopped to take some pictures at this mural. It looks so much cooler in the picture than it did in real life. It looks like there is chaos behind me when I think it was supposed to be a high way scene.

On our way back I got a crepe, and it was the messiest thing I think I have ever had to deal with. I have never had a hard time eating a crepe before, and trust me I know my way around a crepe, but this one was dysfunctional or something. It started leaking from the plate that it was on and then it got all over me. I thought I had fixed it by cleverly folding the plate and then the chocolate syrup started pouring from the middle of the plate and it wouldn't stop. Of course I was on the tube at this point covered in chocolate and getting weird looks from everyone. I couldn't help but laugh at how gross I was being, but I couldn't help it. I felt like I needed to take a shower. Some woman kindly offered me a tissue, and it helped for a little while, but then I used a plastic bag that I had gotten syrup all over and that did the trick. This was literally me trying to eat this crepe:

I think that's probably a good place to end, no?

Music- This song is a bit regressive in my musical evolution but I have always loved it. It's one of those songs that whenever I show it to someone they are kind of like... Are you serious?... Yes, I am very serious.




Photos by Rachel Dunlop.

Beauty

Shirt/ Eat End Vintage, Shorts/ Bleached Vintage, Socks/ Target, Shoes/ Jeffrey Campbell.

$up,
Lately I have been thinking a lot about beauty. I had a conversation on friday with two other girls and I asked them what they thought was beautiful and what kind of people they were attracted to. One girl told me she thinks beauty is ugly. She is attracted to people that have crooked teeth, who are overweight who have moles, people that are not perfect. She really stressed that she hated "perfect" people. Not in a jealous type of way, she just didn't think that perfection or what society displays as "perfect" was beautiful. In my words what she is saying is perfection is imperfection. The other girl told me that she liked tall awkward people with big noses. Personally I am attracted to people that are individuals and that are unique. Creativity is what I love to see in others. I love people that are unconventionally pretty and tall and lanky.

I think we all agreed that the personality is everything. To be honest though, there is always that first impression. As people we recognize beauty and most of the time that is what gets us interested. Thats not us being shallow, mind you, thats just stating a fact. Once you start talking to the other person it really is all up to the personality. I have talked to people that I thought were the most beautiful people on earth and then I realized that their personality was garbage and it actually changed their appearance in my eyes.

I don't really understand the difference between the people that we all talked about that night and the people that society deems as "perfect". What makes them all seem so "perfect" is they have confidence. All people have flaws and celebrities and models are no different. Those flaws are what make them stand out and they choose to own them rather then to wallow in self pity. It is because they are in the public eye that makes others feel inferior or not beautiful enough. We need to just realize that they are people, just like us. They are perfectly imperfect, just like us.

A lot of what we think is beautiful is a reflection on what we see in ourselves that we like and the rest is what we see in our surroundings. Ultimately beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am really interested to hear what you, my readers think is beautiful. (Please comment bellow and let me know what you think is beautiful)

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Music- Brothertiger, A House of Many Ghosts