Windy

Open Knit Sweater- 12th Street Cynthia Vincent, Floral Bells- Free People, Circle Scarf- Wilfred (Aritzia), Hourglass Necklace- BCBGeneration, Crystal Ring- Ylang23, Armor Ring- Free People, Turquoise Ring and Wood Rosary- Vintage, Lita Boots- Jeffrey Campbell

I am completely in love with the open-knit bell sleeve coziness of this sweater. Too bad it belongs to my lovely friend Casey. I had no idea a piece of clothing could cause so much bedlam at the Shaw/Pellicone apartment. Joey keeps sniffing the sweater and asking me why I don't wear perfume more often, and General Sherman has been sitting in the closet like, staring up at it nonstop. I don't know if kitty is yearning to shred or cuddle, but I suspect the former (although the latter would be pretty adorable). I think the next cat we adopt should be named General Bonkers. There's something wildly hilarious about having a General Sherman and a General Bonkers- like one is super serious and one's just completely insane. But I digress (actually, the digression began immediately following the first sentence- oh well). 

So I'm pretty much set regarding bell bottom things. I kind of already was, but the floral print on these is just way too good to pass up. I said I was done buying knits about six months ago and that sure as hell hasn't happened, so my closet is starting to be half bell bottoms, half hugely oversized knits. 
Well, enjoy the windy photos, because that wind is bringing another (!!) snowstorm, and we Texans fall apart if there's even the slightest wintry weather. I don't know how you people do outfit posts when there's snow- for me, anything beyond cowering in my apartment (with the heat cranked all the way up) is an accomplishment. Have a lovely Wednesday!

Oh. And I'm kinda sure I am going to bleach my eyebrows. They pretty much already don't exist, but I saw a photo of Britt Maren that made me realize I need them to be even whiter. Go figure.

Liza Minnelli

Top- American Gold, Hourglass Necklace- BCBGeneration, Cat- Liza Minnelli 

Well hellloo. Due to inclement weather (still!!), we are unable to shoot outdoors, and things seem to fall apart a little bit when we move inside. So. I present you with some insanity that occurred after a dinner out with the family. Notice the picnic basket? That happens to be Liza Minnelli's "Think Tank". In other words, the kitty's house. She rarely leaves. Imagine all the hilarious situations that can (and do) occur in a kitchen where a three-pound cat lives in a blanketed basket. 

Anywhooo. I like that American Gold top quite a bit. I wish I had pre-ordered it in bone, also. Maybe someday when the weather finally clears I can do a real outfit post- I also bought the Let it Bleed bells and they look really perfect with pretty much everything. 

So I have a new header. Again. The old one was corny as hell- I got really tired of my face staring beatifically down on the blog like some kind of lame patron saint of Fashionlitter. Maybe this one will last a few days. Have a lovely weekend, unless you live in North Texas and are having to deal with the weather AND all the Super Bowl tourists. Yay, football.

Ice Storm

Wellll I guess you can reasonably presume what's on my mind. One of the (many) strange things about north Texas is the epic ice storm that seems to roll around every few years, causing everyone to go completely batshit crazy. Right now it's day two of Ice Extravaganza '11. The excitement has given way under the weight of rolling blackouts, Joey's insistence that my Prius is not equipped to drive in these conditions (he's probably correct), and complete Law and Order: SVU overload. So stir craziness, basically. 
Top photo from velvet warning, next two from the bowels of my hopelessly unorganized compy, and the last is me, in happier times. I was tan! Freckled, even! And everything was so warm and lovely that sparkles just appeared out of the sky. That isn't like, a photoshop lens flare or anything. 

Stuff.

I planned on a real outfit post today, but woke up Sicky McSickPants, so I present you with some lovely ladies and a poufy little baby. First photo via Velvet Warning (which is really the best inspiration blog, in my opinion- this girl updates constantly and the content is always top notch). Abbey Lee and her fantastical necklace are from basically everywhere (seriously, I have that photo saved on my desktop in like, three separate folders). And the baby is mine.

Hi Seany.

Chiffon Skirt- American Apparel, Brown Leather Jacket- 3.1 Phillip Lim, Crochet Top- Vintage, Woven Bag- Wayuu Taya for Barneys Co-op, Platform Sandals- Vera Wang Lavender Label, Bracelet- Vintage, Hourglass Necklace- BCBGeneration, Armor Ring- Free People, Crystal Ring- Ylang23, Flower Crown- Handmade 

The cow skull just happened to be sitting in the middle of that field. We didn't like, lug it all the way there for prop purposes or anything. Honestly, if this post were someone else's I would be mumbling something about it being corny and derivative (how many trends can you fit in one look?) but it just so happens to be mine, so I love it. Strange how that works.

After a pretty lengthy vintage drought I hit quite the jackpot this morning. My mom and I decided to visit Clothes Circuit (a vintage/consignment shop near my family's house) on a complete whim because we hadn't been there in years. I walked away with a vintage Missoni bed jacket (it's oversized, the colors are amazing, and it was only $150), the pictured crochet top, and a huge crochet scarf/blanket my mom found. If you happen to live in Dallas and wear a size six shoe, they have a pretty damn perfect pair of brown Miu Miu harness ankle boots (only $250). I kind of made a scene pathetically trying to cram my huge feet into them as I screamed across the (very quiet, with refined older ladies milling about) store for my mother to come see how amazing they were. 

OH. You know the Free People three stone rings I always wear on both middle fingers? They were stolen (along with my iphone) when little brother Ethan had a house party Friday night. I was ummm supposed to be babysitting. Anyway, I have started obsessing over finding the perfect replacements (instead of like, I dunno, world peace or gay rights or the horrifying fact that Michelle Bachmann has any kind of power whatsoever- nope, its all about the rings for me). I am leaning towards the Pamela Love triangle ring for one finger, but unsure about the other one. Recommendations would be lovelyyy. Taylor (thingsonhangers), that means you. I don't think anybody has better taste in jewelry.

I shall end this dissertation with a giant thank you to my endlessly crafty mother for whipping up the flower crown I wore. She never ceases to amaze me with her talent for taking my hopelessly unclear explanations, somehow divining exactly what I mean, and executing it perfectly. 

Puffins DO live in pear trees. I saw one once, I just didn't tell you guys.

Coat- Vintage, Grey Crochet Top- Free People, Black Jeggings- JBrand, Glitter Clogs- Miu Miu, Necklace- Iosselliani, Rosary- Aldo, Bracelets- Vintage and Fallon, Armor Ring- Free People

I got this shirt in the mail today after quite a long wait (or so it seemed...) and was immediately in love. Party in the back! Another favorite from good old FP. The giant fuzzy coat is from this random but awesome vintage store in Birmingham (Alabama); I had no idea what a staple it would become. The lining is half ripped out and there is a hilarious 60's era Sears label in it that I wouldn't ever remove. I like clothing with character (i.e. falling apart). 

Joey took these photos when we were walking to dinner this evening, hence the sort of depressing background. That white Mercedes is trying to edge in there on every shot, eh? 

So I've become sort of overly preoccupied with this whole header situation. My mom and I think the new one is a bit corny, but I am beyond tired of the old one and on the verge of just scrapping the whole damn thing and simplifying, i.e. just posting my blog name at the top like most people do. I need to resolve this and concentrate on something like, uhhhh, content? That would probably be reasonable.

Well. I was about to launch into a screed about the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, but then I remembered that all I ever write about are movies and television. Let's just say I have an odd crush on Adrienne Maloof's husband and leave it at that. Maybe it's because he acts like an older version of Joey.

My unbelievably crafty mother just sent me a photo of an amazing flower crown she made- mom has been on sort of a crafting bender, which is good for me because it means insanely cool shark teeth necklaces and the like. My friend Casey had this enormous megalodon tooth that mom turned into a work of art. And now Joey is texting mom to ask her if she will make him a crown of thorns. For an Italian lapsed-Catholic he is quite comfortable with the Jesus jokes.   

Sorry for the rambling- at least you don't have to listen to the phone messages I leave (unless I know you personally, then you do). They generally involve long pauses, "like"s sprinkled liberally throughout, and lengthy digressions about what happens to be going on around me. Yessir. Oh, and the relevant information is always at the very end.

All we see and all we seem is but a dream within a dream.

The new header is up, which you already know if you happen to be reading this. Sorry, redundant. I wasn't going to post tonight, but then I saw the above mixed media extravaganza on the Free People blog (the artist is Beth Hoeckel) and knew I had to repost it immediately. Also, I couldn't really tell if I liked the header when it matched the post below it. Anyway, the second photo is from my favorite film of all time, Picnic At Hanging Rock. I won't ruin it with my clumsy words, except to say that every year there is a screening of the movie at hanging rock (a real place in Australia), which I would pretty much do anything to attend. 

If you like the new header, or think I should go back to the old one, or just scrap the whole thing altogether and stop obsessing over headers, then lay it on me. Have a lovely evening!