Crazy Talk

Wowee, it's warm outside. It's 52º, and at this point I'll take what I can friggen get. So maybe it's time to shuffle off the the 450 down North Face parka and trade it in for the lightweight 80 down windbreaker. Or should you really choose to push the limits, try a grey faux leather jacket on for size. Try it. I dare you.

Disclaimer: if you do choose to try it, you will no doubt get pneumonia. I did.

Oh, Peplum

Exactly 966 days ago, my mom and I were perusing TJ MAXX one lackluster afternoon amid the purgatory of the ill Sping-Winter climate. We were going through this sort of post-holiday phase that we always do where I would tell my mom what kinds of things I like ( i.e. white high tops and trippy set of Betsey Johnson monkey earrings) and consequentley she would buy them, and then tell me I would recieve them for my birthday in two to three years. Our family dynamic was inarguably off, but hey, by the time I was 19 I would finally own those flat, black, thigh high boots she bought me on President say circa Fall 2012.

On this specific occasion, peplumed shirts were all the rage. And just as so, being the the 8th grade trend badwagoneer I was denounced to be, I had to have it. End of story. But not really. My mother, being the gracious pleasantry she always is, said "okay", stashed a pink blur of fabric in her cart, and followed the act with a mild "Merry Christmas", and continued on perusing.

Public Library

It's a play on the 2013 CFDA Fashion Fund winner Public School, get it?

Or naw.