“I’ve never seen any life transformation that didn’t begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.”
I’ve done some extensive spring cleaning and we’re only a week into the season. Now I don’t mean actual cleaning (I basically live out of suitcases…I have too many clothes…but that’s another story for a different day). I mean spiritual cleaning. I’m at that age where the people in my life right now are probably going to be in my life forever. That means there is no time to waste on relationships and friendships that aren’t fulfilling or don’t meet your expectations. I’m ready to grow up. I haven’t once gone to a party and said, “Wow, I’m so glad I went to that. I really gained a lot.” It’s taken me a while, but after finally dropping out of my sorority and having a huge music festival/show phase, I’m tired. I would rather spend quality time with close friends–without alcohol involved.
These few weeks before graduation are filled with break ups and engagements. Most of my friends are graduating this year but I have another year left (I changed my major too many times). If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I hate college. But this extra time has me feeling grateful because I have no idea what I’m going to do after college. All I know is that I’m buying a one way plane ticket from LAX to JFK and winging it. The possibilities are endless–I could work for a while then head to graduate school or simply start my own business (a dream of mine). I’m no where near ready to settle down with someone–I want to experience so much more before that. I’m in love with my independence. Can I change my Facebook relationship status to “In a Relationship with myself?”
(photographer: Chris Poplawski http://www.cpoplawski.com)
I sometimes wish I had an affinity for something other than fashion so that I wouldn’t have to attend crappy parties in LA in order to network and build connections. There’s nothing I hate more than schmoozing. Clubs in LA are not glamorous. They’re incredibly boring; the DJ ends up playing “Jumpman” a few times during one set. It’s actually all kind of sad. If someone has no use of your presence, they’ll treat you as subhuman. I’m not naive enough to believe that New York or London is any different. I think it’s the industries: fashion, music and film. People in LA lose friends faster than they lose the tautness in their foreheads from Botox. Though these “friendships” are often lacking substance starting from their birth. I’m not immune to this friendship restructuring pattern. The constant gaining and losing of people in my life has led me to become extremely self-reliant. I have three people I can count on no matter what, one being my sister. But everyone else is in the periphery. I would not expose the depths of myself to anyone but those three people. Self-reliance is such an important skill to learn and develop in college, especially if you’re living in a big city.
faux fur stole-asos
Los Angeles has no style. Let’s just collectively accept this fact. There are no Free People-esque models walking around the city or Song of Style/The Blonde Salad looking baddies struttin’ their stuff down Melrose. It’s mostly just stylistically confused individuals which deem LA to not having a real fashion week (#LAFW isn’t a real thing, you guys). I consider myself to be a highly confused individual (in many respects) but in the sense that one day I’ll dress like the goth girl that freaked you out in high school and the next a suburban housewife that sips on a bottle of pinot grigio all day waiting for her children to get back from school. Anyway, the Veuve Clicquot Polo match was kind of sad. My sister and I got VIP but not “Rosé Garden” tickets so maybe all the classy people were there?? I saw some fashion bloggers and notable employees of companies such as Revolve Clothing toppling over because of the large amounts of alcohol they consumed. Not cute. And absolutely no one was watching the actual polo match. The sports commentator (is that what they’re called?) kept mentioning that the “real fun” was down at the field instead of by the food trucks…I beg to differ. The game was incredible boring since the opposing team had Nacho Figueras and absolutely obliterated the Veuve Clicquot team. I doubt I’d go to this event again unless I have Rosé Garden tickets but it was fun dressing up and wearing a fascinator. Because when else in life will I get to do that?
fascinator-ASOS I had my eyes on this fascinator, but didn’t want to risk it with the shipping timing
shoes-Zara, studded by me
(ASOS, I’m seriously your biggest fan. Hire me after graduation? K thnx.)
In other news, here are some trends I like for fall:
In other news yet again, I just got an internship with a marketing firm here in LA. This is the direction I see myself headed towards after graduation so it’s exciting that I found a company I want to work for that also allows me to work outside of the office. I haven’t been interning as much as I was earlier in college because of my rigorous class schedule (like 23 hours a week, whaaat?!)
I’m going to start posting on the blog more often–I have so much to share in terms of fashion and I tend to just keep it to myself. But that’s going to change.
I’ve been so incredibly busy. This upcoming weekend will be the first weekend I’m actually staying my apartment. The past 4 weekends have been in: Vegas, New York, home and Santa Monica. Through all these trips I’ve realized that I need a fast paced career with a lot of traveling. That’s the goal.
I’ve never gravitated towards western styles or color palettes but this season, tie up dresses, thigh high gladiators and different shades of brown suddenly seem so appealing. But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up my whole edgy vibe–I’m married to my Docs. And I chose ’em because, well, my wardrobe/shoe collection is currently split between two different cities, in storage units, boxes, suitcases and closets (I’m probably a hoarder). A chelsea or monk boot would’ve been a lovely match as well.
Denim on denim is also new to me but not new for spring. This trend is always coming back. The key to pulling it off is wearing different washes otherwise you’ll look like a 2015 rendition of the infamous Britney/Justin Red Carpet denim fiasco.
This spring is all about minimalistic jewelry: no more statement necklaces or oxidized silver (tell that to Dylanlex). I don’t know about staying away from statement necklaces but I’m currently giving the piled-on-arm-party look a rest.
If I had it my way, I’d pair this bodysuit with a pair of Matisse x Kate Bosworth boots but 1) they’re insanely expensive for a piece that won’t be timeless and 2) they’re sold out pre-order and only in sizes 6 and 7. If that isn’t elitist–I don’t know what is!
A friend of mine sent me a link to the most instagram-able restaurants in London, so obviously I’m going to have to go to all of them. The first on my list was Sketch, a restaurant with a few different dining rooms and menus. The place is spectacular. It has large egg shaped bathroom stalls, a pink gallery room, a ton of desserts and many photo taking opportunities (as expected).
London has been so amazing so far, it feels like a dream. My only complaint is that King’s College is no joke–these classes are ridiculously difficult. Their English program is comparable to Oxford or Cambridge’s and way more intense than USC’s, but I’m up for the challenge.
I feel like my dressing style has evolved a bit since moving here two weeks ago. Or maybe it has to do with the fact that I could only bring two suitcases. I’ve been drawn to neutrals paired with statement coats. I’ve been really into pastel, oversized coats lately–especially pink ones. For anyone studying abroad, I recommend neutral tops, sweaters, jeans and dresses paired with good quality shoes and statement jewelry.
Sophia Amoruso walked right by me while I was waiting in line so I asked her for a photo and she very kindly obliged. I was starstruck. I had to hang up on a friend and she ended up handing me a discount card because she thought that was hilarious.
I was thinking the Nasty Gal boutique would be a middle ground in between a TOPSHOP and an Intermix in terms of quantity of merchandise and layout of the store. I wasn’t disappointed! She did a fabulous job of hand picking pieces off of the website (Nasty Gal collection, that tower of shoes, vintage Chanel and more) for the boutique. I waited about an hour to get in, but it was so worth it. There were these cool, little photo booths set up around the store, cotton candy, coffee, etc. The staff was doing a great job considering they were being bombarded with so much chaos all day. Apparently, one of the staff members was an ex-America’s Next Top Model candidate! We chatted about all the drama and how the girls started fights over closet space (lol). Anyway, I have a friend who works at the boutique and their team has been working tirelessly to get this all together. After test driving this location, Amoruso hopes to open more stores around the country. What holds me back about shopping online at Nasty Gal is the sizing. Each brand on the website does their sizing differently so it’s really a hit or miss. I’ll continue shopping online of course, but now I’m just a short drive away just in case I have to return/exchange something which is a great convenience.