Dancing Anymore

Dress/ Sun Thrift, Shirt/ Uniqlo, Shoes/ Dr. Martens

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This look was captured in a Disney Hotel in Paris. For my 21st Birthday my mom got me a ticket to go to Disneyland Paris with her, and being a disney freak I was too down for it. We got into Paris on friday and hung around disney village and then called it an early night. This look was from saturday when we took the metro into the city and did horrible touristy stuff which wasn't horrible at all (minus the weather!). We went to du Louvre, and saw the Mona Lisa and the Venus de Milo, amongst other things. We went to the Arc de Triomphe and Champs-Élysées and finished the night atop the Eiffel Tower. Sunday was all Disney and all fun. It's a lot different then the one in LA, but I think I like the one in LA more. One thing I found out this weekend, it sucks to be a Vegetarian in Paris. Today we went to this cool vintage store called Omaya, which I definitely recommend going to, everything is really cheap and they have really cool stuff. We also went to Pont des Arts and Notre Dame. Shortly after we went to the airport to return home to London.

I wanted to post this on saturday night, but the internet at our hotel was lousy, so I'm settling for today. I try to post as often as possible, but as of late its been really difficult. If you follow me on instagram you will get to see all my activities when I'm not posting on this blog. Check it out: Flourshur.

Music- THIS THOUGH.

Washed up

Skirt/ My mothers, Shirt/ Uniqlo, Shoes/ Cheap Monday

Jacket/ Bleached Vintage

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How are you doing today? I'm super excited because my mom is coming to visit me for a month starting tomorrow~ Insert heart eyes emoji~. I'm so happy that she is coming to see me. That is item one. Item 2 is, my 21st birthday is on friday! It's weird because 21 doesn't really mean the same thing over here that it does in the United States. I feel like 21 is a mile stone and it's the last crazy birthday where you get a specific privilege, like the ability to drink (in the US). Not that that stops anyone from drinking, but you know what I mean. Over here though, 21 means that your an adult and you should start calming down, and getting your shit together. A friend said to me the other day, that she was 21, she might as well be 30. I was confused to say the least. I'm really excited actually to turn 21. It seems so strange because it is just a number, but I guess I just feel good about it. I think my 21st year is going to wildly different than any other year I have ever lived.

Item 3. This outfit. I woke up this morning really wanting to wear my UNIF goner heels, so I put together this all black outfit. When I put on the shoes, it didn't look good with my tights, or any tights in general, and today was also a "walking a lot day" and I thought it would be stupid to wear different shoes and then just change my shoes when I got to school. That way it wouldn't be authentic. So I put on my cheap monday shoes, because they are all black, and I haven't worn them in ages. Since I didn't wear my unif shoes, and my outfit was relatively plain, I threw on this Bleached Vintage jacket that I had made a year ago. I never ended up being able to sell it, which is kind of a bummer. I miss having an etsy store. I think in the next couple of weeks I might start to put some stuff in that store. SOOO... Keep an eye out. My hair somehow made me look/feel like a poodle today.. Not super down, but hey, I survived.

Music- This video isn't very impressive with the visuals, but I love this band a whole lot.

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.

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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

Flea Market

Top/ Dimepiece, Shorts/ Bleached Vintage, Shoes/ Demonia

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Yesterday my day started at 3am which was probably the earliest I have woken up. I usually go to sleep around 3 so naturally my body was thrown when I tried to go to sleep at 7pm to get a full nights rest. I tossed and turned trying to sleep for hours. I finally fell asleep at 2am only to wake an hour later. I got ready and at 4 I headed down to the Rose Bowl with my mom to pick up my merchant ticket and then set up to start selling. The Flea Market opened at 6:30 am, and it was still dark. We saw the crazy bargain hunters with their trench coats and flash lights perusing through the vintage articles of clothing and furntiture.

I wanted to charge people 20$ for my shirts because on my etsy store they are 40$ but no one wanted to buy my shirts at 20 bucks a pop. So I figured out through out the day, to actually sell stuff they need to be dirt cheap. I ended up charging people 15$ for each shirt. I wasn't to happy about that because it took a lot of time to make each thing, but I mean I guess people were really interested in what I was selling. I didn't sell anything until 10am and then it was a bit spotty from there. at 12 I broke even and then the sales started pouring in. At the end of the day I walked away with $200 ($135 profit, yeahhhh!). I bought my ticket a couple days before selling so my spot was in the very back corner and it was across from a gate. We didn't get very much foot traffic, but I got a better feel for what the audience is looking for. If I were to do it again I think I would buy my ticket sooner so I could get a spot with better foot traffic, because I think in the end thats why I didn't sell a lot of stuff.

All and all I really did have a good time, I loved spending the time with my mom, and my Grandma came down and hung out with us. They are both so supportive of everything I do and I am so grateful to have the both of them in my life. I got to walk around towards the end and I got to buy a pair of shoes for pretty cheap (The Flea Market is always good for that kind of stuff). I also ran into a couple familiar faces. It was good to see you guys!




Music- Disclosure, You and I