Loud Little Girl

Fixing Fall's School Uniform

2010-10-23T13:29:00.004-05:00

With the temperature dropping to glorious, chilly lows, I find it only appropriate to post a warning about cold weather clothing. Although this trend hasn't reached epidemic-like levels yet, I know it will. After all, it isn't that cold in St. Louis yet.

But eventually, it will be, and eventually, this will happen. Sigggghh. Because this always happens.

The North Face Jacket + Expensive Leggings + UGG boots. It's expensive, it's ugly, and it's way too common. I understand each piece separately, kind of.. Leggings are good when worn under things; they're warm and more comfortable than tights. North Face Jackets and UGG boots are made to be practical, warm, and durable. Alright, that's fine. I get it.

But seriously, this is just trashy and wrong. It doesn't look good. You don't look hot. How did this become the university uniform of the majority of campuses between October and March?

I have four guesses, and I think they're all sort of right.

These girls are "too tired" to put together a real outfit
These girls "want to be comfortable"
These girls want to look identical
These girls want to show off how foolishly they spend money

Now let's break this down, piece by piece. Being "too tired" every day is the same as being lazy. I have no sympathy for you. "Wanting to be comfortable" is a cheap shot made by damn near half of everyone. It's an okay line when you're explaining why you don't want to rock stiletos on a walking tour. It's not an excuse for never getting dressed. The vast majority of clothing can be comfortable if you find the right fabric and the right fit. As it turns out, oversized fleece is neither of those things. I don't have much of an explanation for the last two reasons, as I think they stand alone pretty well. Sad, right?

To add to the humor, I see this look often worn with a bed hair bun (I assume to combat the static caused by the fleece), impeccable make-up, and fancy earrings. I would have added all of that in, but I think this is funny/awful enough as it is.

You know what's coming now. It's the second part of the glorious this-or-that. As it turns out, there is a whole lot more you can buy with $400. Go fucking figure.

Wanna bitch that this isn't as good as your craptastic outfit? Bring it.

The Gap coat is wool (ahem, warmmm) and done in a timeless shape, making it appropriate for every occasion. The scarf/glove set is warm and cute (notice the bow detail!), but practically priced at $7.50 from Forever 21, as gloves tend to go missing. Next we have the peachy-colored sweater dress by Silence & Noise, found at Urban Outfitters, which more likely than not would feel like being wrapped in a blanket. The dress can be belted with this adorable Top Shop belt, which adds a touch a whimsy. Underneath there are leggings that are $12 for a 2-pack paired with slouchy boots, both from Target. And, because $400 is so much money, there was leftover cash for designer accessories. The Betsey Johnson earrings play off the shiny hardware of the belt and the color of dress, while the Fossil bag adds another neutral to round off the look.

Oh yeah, and everything I found was regular price, so clearly I could have done better if I had wanted to.

Way to fail, rich girls.

Boo! Ahhhhh! Eek!

2010-10-22T22:51:00.008-05:00

I love holidays. No seriously, I looove them. I love them so much I use italics to explain the swoon-ey voice I'm using in my head when I think 'I love holidays.' I love themes and themed parties and themed baking and themed décor. Oh, and costumes, but we'll save that post for closer to HobGob.

As this Halloween is my first decorating opportunity in my new apartment, I found it only fitting to take full advantage of the season. It might be more eclectic + seasonal than spooky + deathly, but hey, this place is too pretty to turn into a graveyard.

My extra long living room triple window sill is perfect for decorating (and the landlord removed my window AC unit just in time!) Yogurt isn't thrilled that his sunning spot is covered, but he still has the bathroom sink, which he enjoys way too much.

Above this is my rad-tastic collection of 90s McNuggets. I couldn't take a proper picture, though; my windows are east facing, and it was too sunny to have them show up. I just wanted to share that I love Halloween McNuggets, even if I've never eaten the real things, because I find them that adorable.

Halloween vignette atop my kitchen display shelf/room divider. My spray roses from the Soulard Market two weekends ago are perfectly dead, making them ideal decorations. And my adorable black bird pie vent fits right in as a scary (okay, not really scary) crow.

Here's hoping everyone else is in the spooky mood! Hip hip, Halloween!

Thanks, Target.

2010-10-21T22:57:00.003-05:00

Have you checked the date? It’s the 20th of October. I know. Take a minute to panic. I can’t believe it’s that late in the year either.

Don’t worry, though; lots of good comes with the new season. The best holidays are almost here, which means good cooking (and, if we’re friends in real life, it means pumpkin cookies!) and decorating. It’s time to start wearing boots and leggings and sweaters and layers. I get to see my boyfriend soon-ish. Okay, so maybe those are all just good things for me. BUT WAIT. It also means the Mulberry for Target collection is out.

In case you’re not a Target addict (or, heaven forbid, you don’t live near a Target) here is what the display looks like. I decided against buying one, at least at full price, but they’re still pretty damn cute. Almost all of them are sold out online, so if you wanted one, you better get to gettin’.

No Excuses.

2010-10-21T22:40:00.002-05:00

A few weekends ago, while at the STL Galleria, I noticed there was something different—something not quite right. Near that weird, pond-like thing in the middle of the mall was a kiosk-turned-store I hadn’t noticed before.

Yes, that’s right. There is a Crocs store. Because those giant, double-wide kiosks weren’t enough. Unless you’re gardening, swimming, at a job that requires slip resistant shoes, and so on, Crocs are not okay. I’m not going to explain why, because it should be given. I don’t care how comfortable they are. Crocs are on the same list as Ed Hardy, the vast majority of everything made of velour, and the word “jegging”; they’re just wrong.

Benet by Crocs, $99

I do have to admit that the YOU by Crocs line is decent. Judging by the pictures online, they are basic shoes—simple, normal, women’s shoes at stupid prices. $89.99 for leather thong sandals? You’re joking, right?

Julia—1, Crocs—0.

Get Excited.

2010-10-21T22:39:00.000-05:00

Midterms are done. I would have blogged during, but, y’know, my brain was fucking exploding. And I can’t mock much during exam weeks; if your head is too full of chemistry or anatomy or something equally terrible that you can’t remember to put on shoes, whatever. I spent more money on caffeine than cigarettes and food combined.

Apparently the combination of exam stress and lack of sleep is rather intense, as I am now sitting in my pajamas at home, sick and pathetic and chugging juice. Lucky for you, I have plenty of things I’ve been waiting to write (cough, rant, cough) about. Funnnn.

Who needs lipgloss?

2010-10-07T00:51:00.004-05:00

So if you happen to know me in real life, you know I wear very red lipstick every day. I am a woman of routine, and one of my most favorite routines is making my lips redredred.

It used to be a three-step process: lipstain, lipstick, and tinted balm. However, there were flaws in that routine, the first and foremost being this awful ring of red around the outside of my lips. It looked very 90s, like perhaps I'd lined my lips a few shades too dark. Also, the process of using all of those products takes a lot of time. I suppose that's why most women save red lips for fancy occasions. I would put on the stain, wait for it to dry, put on the lipstick, dab it, put on more lipstick, dab it, put on more lipstick, wait for it to dry, and put on balm. I don't always have time for the dabbing and waiting, which leads to it fading away or leaving marks on my cigarettes and coffee cups. If I was in a real hurry, I would skip the middle step. However, most lip balms seem to rub the lip stain off my lips, making it fade even quicker.

But now, I have found the solution: Smith's Rosebud Salve.

Smith's Rosebud Salve, $6 at Sephora

For a mere $6, this amazing balm makes me lips super soft (no seriously, they were icky chapped on Saturday and perfectly smooth Sunday morning) and keeps the stain on all day. I colored my lips at eight this morning and they still look great. There was no mark left on my coffee, nor is there a ring around the outside. The color survived food, drinks, a nap, and 15+ hours.

It smells like a mix between flowers and baby powder. It isn't sticky; my (very) long hair hasn't stuck to it at all. And I can't stop using it. Sorry Burt's Bees.. You've been replaced.

FOUND.

2010-10-05T21:19:00.008-05:00

Hey, so guess what. I found myself a lovely camel bag.

It's not exactly what I thought it would be.. There is only one strap, it's not really leather, and it's kind of small by my fucked up standards. However, it was something like $27 at H&M and I love it. I was shopping with a friend from class when I saw a girl grab this lovely handbag. Tragically, it was the last one. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her set it down. It became mine before she had the chance to change her mind.

Hello, new purse. Siiigghh.

Clearly, the size isn't a huge issue, as I can still fit a ton of stuff in there.

What's all inside? Well.. Keys, Vera Bradley ID holder, Jacobs by Marc Jacobs key fob, Moleskine planner, Liz Claiborne checkbook wallet, UO sunglasses, BIC highlighters, Five Star notebook, Marie Claire magazine, Baekgaard leather envelope (full of coupons, because I'm a crazy coupon lady at twenty), LeSportSac cosmetics bag, SLU parking passes, Double Bubble bubble gum, Stride chewing gum, Marlboro Reds, "Show Me Yours & I'll Show You Mine" lighter, vintage gold bracelet, Timex watch, Smyth's Rosebud Salve (amazing new addiction.. post to come), Blackberry Bold, giant headphones I just found at TJ Maxx.

Call me crazy, but I find it fascinating what people carry with them. Maybe it's the taboo that you never look inside a woman's purse. Maybe it's me being overly curious. Maybe it's the same reason I like house tours on design blogs, House Hunters on HGTV, and the last page of Marie Claire magazine. And maybe, since you clearly are reading this, you find it interesting, too.

Because adorable things make a happy Julia.

2010-09-20T23:32:00.008-05:00

I promise, I'm not forgetting my blog yet again. Blogger has been acting funny, and I am exhausted and way too busy.

A quick and simple way to cheer myself up is by looking at pretty things on the internet. Virtual shopping is a wonderful, mood-lifting hobby, even if I don't ever go for my credit card or add anything to my cart.

What kind of internet eyecandy can possibly do the job when I'm this stressed out? Happy, silly, kitsch-ish items. For example, cartoon jewelry.

I am as picky with cartoons as I am with purses. Really, I think I'm just picky about a lot of things, but there's no need to go into that (yet.) There is a fine line between cute/sweet/fun and tacky/cheap/unfortunate. I've noticed most of the cartoon jewelry I adore is enamel, or something similar (cough, rarely plastic) and a bit muted in color. Simple charms with a single, cheeky icon make me as happy as Saturday morning cartoons.

Tarina Tarantino Large Crystal Barbie Medallion

Tarina Tarantino does a great job of making characters look more like pop art and less like quarter machine finds (although, I have found a few great quarter machine deals.. I'm personally a fan of the ridiculous, attachable mustaches.) Her Barbie, Alice in Wonderland, and Hello Kitty lines are adorable, excluding a few waaayy too over the top pieces and the hippy-inspired crap. I love the necklaces and earrings, but seem to be let down by the bracelets. For that price, I feel more comfortable with chains and clasps, as opposed to elastic bands and slip-ons. But back to the positive.. Who doesn't love Barbie? Especially retro Barbie? She's a doctor, she's a teacher, she's a princess, she's an astronaut, she's on the beach looking modest yet seductive. She's Barbie, c'mon!

MBMJ Miss Marc Large Pendant Necklace

Do I talk about Marc Jacobs enough? Probably not. I am sort of kind of madly in love with his Miss Marc character.

Juicy Couture Ice Cream Dish Charm

Although technically not a cartoon, Juicy Couture's sweet charms add the same level of holyshitthatscute. I have a thing for charm bracelets, and would love to start collecting theirs, starting with this ice cream dish. You can't beat the little details.

Speaking of the little details, I have a handful of itty bitty assignments due soon. Back to work (for now!)

Oh, Project Runway.

2010-09-17T10:25:00.003-05:00

Oh, so, funny story, while watching Project Runway the other day (I'm super behind.. I have class on Thursdays and have to watch repeats) I realized A.J. himself and his sort-of weird/totally awesome designs looked familiar.

So I Google'd him. Because what the fuck else do you do? (I also realized I say Google'd too often.)

Turns out, he's from St. Louis, and was part of the Trashbiscuit line I saw at last year's STL Fashion Week. I also think Michael D. looks really familiar, both face and fashion. He's also from St. Louis, but I haven't found anything about collections he's done.

On a side note with Project Runway, I think half of the designers are loving the highschool, let's gang up on someone, mindset and they're kind of awful people. Go Michael C.!

That's enough T.V. rants for Julia.

Reason #9072172818273 To Love Target

2010-09-17T10:03:00.005-05:00

It's is finally the weekend, sort of. I'm nauseatingly busy between school and work, but I get to go to a show this weekend and have a few good magazines to catch up on. Oh yeah, and a new mattress topper that makes my bed so comfy I'm contemplating never getting out of it again.

Last night, in an attempt to relax, I read Marie Claire. It was an all-around good issue, I suppose. I thought it lacked some real meat, but it was the beauty issue, which I always dislike.

In it, though, there was an advertisement. For purses.

Mulberry Oversized Alexa, $1250

For Mulberry purses, in fact. The above bag is the first Mulberry bag I ever noticed and is why I am currently hunting for the perfect multi-strap camel bag. I love this one. However, I don't joke around with prices like that. In my world, that's a car payment, that's a few months rent. That's not a satchel, no matter how buttery the leather is.

Mulmerry for Target Ad

But then everything changed when I read the fine print. Holy crap, Mulberry is doing a line for Target. Yes. Will the leather be as buttery or the details as grand? I'm sure not. Is it a much more affordable option, and will I more than likely have to get one? It's looking that way.

Thanks for kicking so much ass, Target.

Yogurt in Marc.

2010-09-13T10:50:00.003-05:00

And I thought I was crazy about handbags.

This is Yogurt, my 4.5 month gray tabby. He is slowly turning me into a crazed cat lady with his cuteness, and I'm pretty okay with that. Other than his need to sleep wrapped around my neck like a scarf, he's a pretty rad roommate.

Awful, ankle-biting dog in your purse or adorable, sleepy kitten in your purse? NO QUESTION.

"We'll All Sleep When We're Dead"

2010-09-13T01:35:00.007-05:00

I may or may not have mentioned on here that I have a little bit of a purse problem.

While grabbing lunch with an old work friend/new school friend (apparently us Borders girls are actually huge school nerds... Who would have guessed?) on Friday, the topic of handbags came up. Thankfully, she too is a purse addict. Neither of us could explain why they, of all fashion accessories and articles, were the most alluring. Here's hoping someone else agrees.

I am unbelievably picky with handbags. I am a firm believer in the bigger-is-better bag rule (my excuse is I need to carry textbooks, a sweater, a drink, and possibly my laptop to and from classes.. In reality, I just like giant bags.) I pay a weird amount of attention to the hardware, strap length, stitching, and feet. And most importantly, they must go with my everyday pair of black boots.

So that means they need to be black bags, right? Or colored, or maybe white? Possibly gray? Kind of.

I'm slowly warming up to brown. It's taken me long enough, but I'm starting to like it. Maybe it's because of the absolutely wonderful and comfortable camel semi-perforated, cut out oxfords from Bakers I just found on clearance that I can't stop wearing. Maybe it's my "Old Man Hat" that I bought off Tomas for 50 cents in 2005, which Yogurt (another fan of accessories) is currently asleep in. Who fucking knows. All I know is, I'm on the hunt for a multi-strap camel carryall on the cheap(ish.)

Top Shop, $170

Top Shop, $80

Hmm. I'll be on the look for a while. On an unrelated note, I can't stop listening to the Star Fucking Hipsters album, Until We're Dead. I can't tell if the Naked juice or loud music or lovely bags or cigarettes that have me so half-asleep+wired. Perhaps now, since it is 2 AM, I should be sleeping. Maybe.

Triumphant return, or something.

2010-09-12T20:01:00.007-05:00

Hello, Blogger! So much has changed since I last logged on! I'm no longer a sophomore at SWIC with a hamster living in the Metro East. I'm now a junior at SLU with a cat in St. Louis. I'm loving my new apartment, new school, and new pet (RIP, Tort) but have definitely found a few issues thus far.

Living in St. Louis is genuinely cheaper than Illinois except for one minor thing: groceries. The price difference from store to store and item to item is staggering, and has lead me to start shopping at multiple locations. I think I was spoiled by the ungodly cheap 24-hour Super Walmart in Collinsville. Thankfully, there is a Target/Schnucks/Walgreens intersection that makes my three-stop bargain hunting doable.

The stadium-like classrooms with 200 students and a mic'd professor are also a new concept. Weirdly enough, I also have classes with possible 11 others. It's a mind-boggling combination after two years of 35-ish per room.

And finally, it seems as though I missed the memo on what to wear to school. Maybe it's because I commute, or maybe it's because I think good skinny jeans are comfortable, but apparently there is a uniform. The very popular decorative hoodie + running shorts + flip flops + stretchy headband combination is so common, I'm sure I see 5 girls in it for every 1 who got dressed. I understand you want to be comfortable, I understand you probably live a few buildings down from class, I understand you might be hungover, I understand you're still half-asleep, and I understand that sometimes you just don't give a shit. But every day?!

College is meant to prepare us for the real world, yeah? Well here is the truth of it: before you leave the house, you should be wearing real-world appropriate clothing. You want to slack off and wear "loungewear"? Fine. I get it. But c'mon, not every single day. We're three weeks into classes and I'm starting to doubt some of you own pants.

The worst of it is I don't think it's just that ladies are wearing their pajamas out and about. I honestly think some people got up, showered, and decided this counted as an option Monday-Friday.

And so, to prove my point that wearing real clothing isn't so bad, I've prepared a little This-Or-That segment. For the price of your fancy workout clothing you could have a comfortable and appropriate outfit. It's just as easy to wear, it's just as easy to put together, and it will leave you with enough money for some lovely accessory (or three scrumptious espresso drinks, or a handful iPhone apps, as those seem to be more popular on campus as well.)

See? Not so hard.

Speaking of university, I should get back to my newspaper articles before Mad Men starts. But I'll be back on you, Blogger. I've been missing my rants and rambles on clothing and the like. And clearly I need more tools of procrastination.

I'll always be your Wendy Darling.

2009-12-07T14:06:00.003-06:00

I have many legitimate excuses for my blogging hiatus, but I see no point in listing them. Life is a little messy right now, and I have been throwing myself into meaningless chores and work to cope. And somehow, midst the shit and drama, I forgot about my poor blog.

My sincerest apologies, dear friend.

Since my last post, I hosted my Thanksgiving. The 23 lb. bird was a complete success, served with all of the trimmings. The menu was as follows: turkey, bread stuffing, red skin garlic mashed potatoes, green beans with bacon, garlic butter rolls, cranberry sauce, pumpkin cookies, spiced maple pecans, and apple pie.

The party was a hoot, and I think everyone enjoyed their evening. It is a night I'll never forget, and not just because I spent hours and hours over a stove.

Dress, Free People [I think?]; Apron, vintage; Boots, my old riding boots.

Post-Thanksgiving, and post-extreme house recovery, I have been focusing on work and school. There are, shockingly, only three days of classes left before finals. The semester’s last issue of the newspaper has been sent to the printers and should be arriving on Wednesday. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I’ll be spending the majority, if not the entirety, of my holiday break back in my hometown this year. I’m packing the Jeep, bundling up Tortoise and heading out as soon as I turn in my last exam.

Despite my anticipation for going home, I do not think Tortoise is very excited for a car trip. Or to be staying in a house with cats.

Even though I will technically be home for Christmas, I still decorated my apartment with full force. My teeny space fits three trees, each of which I adore in a different way. The living room has an “apartment-sized” tree, featuring vintage and vintage-look-alike ornaments. The kitchen has a 2 ft. aluminum tree, covered in small antique Santas and gift tag decorations. And then there is my secret vice—my bedroom 4 ft. aluminum tree, which is covered in Hello Kitty. I keep it tucked away from the general area, since it clashes with the general décor (and since I am an adult with a fucking Hello Kitty tree.)

In between writing final essays and presentations today, which shouldn’t take too long since I am ahead of schedule as it is, I plan on cleaning the apartment again. I would like the place to be in perfect condition before I leave, so I am not greeted by a messy apartment upon my return. I will have to snap a few pictures.

I have also managed to finish my holiday shopping, and stay within budget. The wrapping is even complete. I suppose there isn’t anything that makes you more productive than having nothing to do.

Dance till you drop. Or your face meets someone's elbow.

2009-11-10T02:16:00.002-06:00

Ska is Dead IV proved that, contrary to popular belief, ska is alive and kicking. Scratch that—skanking.

I haven’t danced through an entire show in years. Today I woke up with a sore back and a partially bruised and swollen eye. Oh, the glories of the pit.

Today, partly because of my exhaustion, I did not accomplish much. I paid my electric bill (woo-hoo!) and ran a few errands.

I decided to try the bareMinerals Mineral Veil Buffering Brush from Ulta. This line of make-up has single-handedly cleared up my skin in less than two weeks. I don’t care if it’s pricey, it’s worth it. However, it is a huge pain to carry around. So far, this little brush seems to work perfectly.

I also went to TJ Maxx to check out discounted home items. I snagged a great, and gigantic, casserole dish, a few Hello Kitty blown glass Christmas ornaments, holiday cards and an early gift for my mother.

After, Ricky and I grabbed dinner and ended up watching movies at the guys’ house. All around, it was a fun, but non-productive, day.

Hence I am now working on some pieces for The Eye of the Storm.

As pictured in my previous post, I recently snagged a sweatshirt-material motorcycle jacket. I had been looking for one just like it for months; it seemed they were only available in unflattering colors or at ridiculous prices. But lucky me! I was wandering Target, killing time, and spotted one left in my size. When I brought it to the register, I was informed it was 25% off. The woman in front of me, while collecting her bags, even congratulated me on my smart shopping skills while I jumped for joy.

The elbow to the eye from last night is staring to hurt again. Perhaps it’s time I caught up on my sleep.

Get ready, get set.

2009-11-08T19:08:00.003-06:00

Leftover Crack is blaring on the record player.
I'm hyped up on coffee.
My purse is small and holds only the necessities.

There must be a show tonight!

Jacket, Converse One Star; Shirt, Dylan's; Belt, vintage; Skirt, H&M; Boots, my old riding boots.

Ska is Dead IV, featuring Voodoo Glow Skulls, The Toasters and Mustard Plug, is tonight at Off Broadway. Tommy should be here soon, and then we're off.

Nothing beats a great show.

"I remember Hallooweeeeennnn.."

2009-11-04T15:23:00.003-06:00

Halloween this year was fantastic. Ricky and I dressed up as Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz… from beyond the grave!

The costumes were relatively inexpensive. We found my dress ($14) and his tuxedo jacket ($45), both vintage, on The Loop, and I hand-sewed the apron. Everything else we already owned.

The party was hilarious, and the entire evening was a total ball. But now Halloween has passed, and it is time to start planning Thanksgiving.

My first dinner party was last year’s Thanksgiving. I was very proud of how everything turned out, excluding the mashed potatoes on my ceiling that thankfully no one noticed. I plan on making this year’s event bigger and better; a larger bird, more side dishes, and homemade desserts. I’m ecstatic.

We’ve been cleaning the apartment from top to bottom in preparation for such a large gathering. I’m finally getting rid of my junk drawers (and junk boxes and junk bags and junk piles..) and installing real organization systems into our lives. The place is starting to really come around.

In doing all of this cleaning, we’ve also realized we do not need to buy disposable lighters until 2011, at the earliest. So far we’ve found approximately fifteen, and there is still a bedroom and a closet to clean. Ha!
But for now, we are relaxing. Tonight is a night of Instant Netflix marathons and staying in our pajamas. Speaking of which, I had better get back to "work."

Tasty Treats & Three of a Kind

2009-10-27T23:17:00.001-05:00

A mixture of copy editing, poker, working at the bookstore, baking, tutoring on campus, Mad Men and newspaper layout overtook my last week. But I can see the light at the end of the tunnel—the paper will be out tomorrow. And on the plus side, I managed to become pretty damn great at poker, semi-addicted to Mad Men and a few dollars richer.

Last night we all hung out, playing cards and watching the Food Network, aka the only channel that makes me miss cable. I made Beth a batch of low-calorie, yet totally scrumptious, Halloween-themed birthday cupcakes.

Low-Calorie Yellow Cupcakes with Chocolate Frosting..

1 box Pillsbury Moist Supreme Reduced Sugar Classis Yellow Cake Mix
3 eggs
1/3 cup applesauce
1 cup water
1/2 container (or less!) Pillsbury Creamy Supreme Reduced Sugar Chocolate Fudge Frosting

By replacing normal cake mixes and frostings with ones from the Reduced Sugar line, using a small amount of delicious frosting (as opposed to a large amount of decorative icing) and substituting applesauce for cooking oil, the calories were drastically cut. Now that’s sweet.

Saint Louis Fashion Week - Surface

2009-10-19T15:44:00.003-05:00

My sincerest apologies for not updating sooner. Apparently my previous week and a half has caught up with me in the form of the cold from hell. After 36 hours of sleep and a gallon of orange juice, I think I’m doing just fine.

Vest, BDG.; Skirt, H&M; Shirt, Forever Twenty-One; Jewelry, vintage.

Saturday’s show at Fashion Week was wonderful. Due to ride issues, I took a taxi into the city and hung out at the Lumière coffee shop, Peet’s, until the before party started. I enjoyed my last evening of free hors d'oeuvres and Borbas, which I am seriously now addicted to and wishing they weren’t insanely overpriced. I managed to snag a few brief interviews, asking all how the designs shown this week could transition for college students.

Tinypants, the men’s designer and sales/marketing director of Love Brigade, recommended the versatility and comfort of jersey-knit onesies. “You could throw a jacket over it and dress it up.”

Allyce King, head designer of Allyce King Designs and DIY Style, encouraged more college students to sew their own clothing. She explained the costs of making a jacket from scratch as opposed to buying one brand new. She also recommended “a lot of exposed zippers. All you have to do is slap it on and stitch around it.”

Jeff Stevens, TRIM partner, explained how each piece of TRIM clothing has a piece of interior fabric from a vintage car. “Bringing back vintage styles, mixing and mashing it up,” said Stevens, while giving his style advice. “What’s the next thing?”

I also ran around like a crazy person with business cards, networking myself to death in a final attempt to take advantage of the wonderful situation. Fashion and journalism have a lot in common; it’s all about selling yourself.

The show, Surface, included designers Skif, Wrath Aracane and Nice Collective. Skif’s designers reminded me of the occasional sweaters you can find on one of my guy friends; a bit tattered, thin and worn, loosely knit. The oversized, drapey garments were paired with large 1980s-themed jewelry. The entire look was rather homeless-hippie-chic, and reminded me of resort-wear in winter.

Wrath Aracane’s designs were practical and wearable; they were casual comfort with a slight twist. For example, my favorite piece was a men’s button down shirt with a black stripe going down the chest. It was like a mock skinny tie. Their pieces also included double pockets and necklines, which I really liked.

Nice Collective seemed to mainly include natural colors in unnatural fibers, such as a soft white cotton top mixed with black shiny plastic-looking bottoms. The collection included a lot of dark seersucker and angled pockets. The overall effect was oversized military casual.

Since then, I have been asleep. I guess I knew somewhere in the back of my head that living like this couldn’t last forever. Sleeping when I can and getting 75% of my daily vitamins and minerals from black coffee can only last so long.

In my hazy, cold-medicine state, I was able to realize something of the upmost importance. Thinking I’m going back to my real life of working and studying all God damn day is a terrible way to look at things. Who says this wasn’t real life? Maybe if I keep kicking my way to the top, this will be nothing more than the average work week.

I love my life.

Saint Louis Fashion Week - Emerge (Pt. 2)

2009-10-17T12:53:00.003-05:00

Last night's show was, to say the least, spectacular.

I did not have a ticket for the show, meaning I would have to stand in the media pit. They were still for sale, but I couldn't justify spending that much money to sit for an hour, as opposed to standing and seeing the same thing for free.

But apparently it was my lucky day.

I got to the before party a little late. Of course, MLK bridge was shut down earlier this week, making going from Illinois to the Landing quite a joy. Once I arrived, I grabbed a Borba at the bar (seriously, I don't care if they clear my skin, they're delicious) and wandered the STL Craft Mafia booths. I picked up a pair of beautiful metal flower earrings and a small coffee cup and saucer ring. After, I decided to run to the powder room and then head up to the show.

To my surprise, in the powder room, next to the sink, lay a single ticket. I looked around, and no one was there. I picked it up and noticed it was for tonight's show, and it was front row.

However, I'm not that asshole who can just find something and call it my own. So I took it back to the ticket sales desk. That's where I was told "You snooze, you lose. It's yours."

Sitting in the front row was a different expierence, but definetly one I enjoyed. Espically because I fell a little in love with one of last night's designers, and being front row made my lusting a little more understandable.

The show began with TRIM, a rockabilly-meets-mechanic brand. The occasional woman's outfit that was shown featured skin tight jeans and pomped up hair. The men wore somewhat tight, straight leg jeans with a single cuff at the bottom, and either a western or a work shirt.

Next was Love Brigade. For the most part I enjoyed their collection, but I found some of it to be a little too free spirited for me.

And saved for last was Bolongaro Trevor, aka my new favorite brand. The show was paired with songs from The Sex Pistols and David Bowie, to name a few. It featured muted burgondeys, greys, plums and navys. There were countless additions of stripes, plaids and gold accents. I was also very impressed by the men's suit jackets, which feautured new and slighly odd straps and bands thrown in.

Neither Ricky nor Mitch nor Beth won anything at the casino last night. We still went out celebrating, and grabbed dinner at The Burger Bar. I had the most delicious coffee milkshake of my life, and will have to fight myself on getting another one.

Tonight is the final show, Surface, featuring Skif, Wrath Arcane and Nice Collective.

What to wear, what to wear..

Saint Louis Fashion Week - Emerge (Pt. 1)

2009-10-16T17:28:00.003-05:00

Dress, Lark & Wolff; Necklace, made myself; Bracelet, Marc Jacobs; Bangle, vintage; Watch, Merona; Belt, Forever Twenty One.

Tonight's show is Emerge, featuring Trim, Love Brigade, and Bolongaro Trevor. It should be fun, espically since Ricky, Mitch and Beth are coming to gamble.

Dinner after? Hopefully.

Saint Louis Fashion Week - Project: Design!

2009-10-15T20:07:00.003-05:00

Last night was the first show of this year's Saint Louis Fashion Week. To my surprise, it was even better than last year.

Dress, H&M; Belt, Hot Topic; Bracelet, Marc Jacobs; Earrings, Liz Clairborne.

The reception at the Lumière was very entertaining, with the mix of local painters working, massages being given, and barely-legals downing their complimentary Bud Lights at record speed. The beautiful heels worn were only overwhelemed by the undeniably tipsy wearers.

But enough sarcasim. It really was an absolute ball.

I was lucky enough to snag a second row seat again this year. It was great seeing the models up close, but it was even better seeing Stacy and Clinton from What Not To Wear!

Yes, that's right. They came and ambushed a poor girl who appeared to desperately need their help.

The show started after finishing some "reaction shots." Wednesday's event was entitled Project: Design!, and was hosted by Project Runway season 4 runner up, Jillian Lewis.

The first collection, Evil Kitty, featured a few details I fully enjoyed, like exposed zippers and cap sleeves. However, the rest of it seemed to be light blue velour gone wrong. The designer's pieces I had seen prior to the show were beautiful. I'm not sure why she chose these.

The second collection, Jelek, won the $30,000 grand prize. I was fairly disappointed. Although the tightly pleated bodices were very impressive, the skirts on most of the outfits seemed poorly constructed.

Next came Jennifer Neal Clothing, one of my personal favorites. It was like gothic hipster bondage (quite a mouthful, eh?) and I adored it.

After that was by far the most wearable collection, Katie Kantley. The shirt dresses she made looked unbelievably delicate, and her choice of coordinating muted colors was perfect. I had my fingers crossed for her.

Then came Kristian Cortez, a collection that seemed beautiful and perfectly made and ever so slightly lackluster. Perhaps I was still just lusting over Katie Kantley's minidresses.

The final contestant was a collaboration entitled Trashbiscuit. The outfits were half-naked and possibly hot-glued. But it was amazing watching it all go down the runway. There was a fantastic pleather dominatrix stewardess number that I somehow did not get a photo of. I think I could have watched their stuff all night. Fuck, at least it is something different, y'know?

After the finalists finished, Jillian Lewis showed her latest collection. In my opinion, it was very hit and miss.

For example, she had several tops including this abstract ribbon pattern, which I adored.

On the other hand, she made several huge mistakes with knits, including wide-knit nude Daisy Dukes and this pointed shoulder sweater dress. It looks like an outfit made for cybor-grandmother.

After the show ended, Ricky (who had been playing poker, and won $50)and I headed over to Fubar and saw The Creep Show. Hell yes.

Can this week get any better?

Inter Nos.

2009-10-13T23:33:00.001-05:00

Without going into too many details, this has been one of the best weeks in a long time. And it's just getting started.

Chicago was fantastic. Lexy's vegan extravaganza was not only delicious, but positively boisterous (in the best of all ways.)

As a post-party form of recovery, we did some much needed shopping on Saturday. Thankfully, I didn't spend too much. I did, however, find some killer blindbox toys and a pair of thigh high socks I'm madly in love with.

The Marc by Marc Jacobs store had a haunting Halloween display, which I basically adore. They also had the Latin bracelets I had been looking for. Needless to say, I've been wearing at least one ever since.

We also visited Chicago's Bleeding Heart Bakery, which was divine. I had a latte and the fruit tart, which was almost too cute to eat. The astounding cakes on display were made so much better by the Misfits poster hanging behind them.

The rest of the weekend is a blur of shopping, music, coffee and highway. I was gone longer than expected, but when I was offered a ride home to see the Lower Class Brats and my oldest friends, how could I possibly say no?

But I am home now. It's good to be back, although I can't see myself winding down. I've literally slept maybe 20 hours since Thursday, by choice.

Tomorrow starts St. Louis Fashion Week, along with The Creep Show. I am hoping to make it to the latter, but I can't guarantee it.

I have to roll. The party isn't over just yet.

"I Love Livin' in the City."

2009-10-09T15:36:00.002-05:00

Here I sit, in by far the most beautiful Chicago apartment I've ever seen. Kudos, Twin, it looks fabulous.

I am taking a break from preparing vegan dishes for tonight's party. Miss Lexy has out done herself, I do believe.

My train ride was fantastic, despite the fact that I had to wake up at 4 AM. I was able to sleep for almost three hours on the way here, curled into a ball. Oh, the glories of being petite!

It's a smidge gloomy today, if you can't tell.

The view here is astonishing. I can't believe it took me this long to come visit! Also, I was finally able to give Alexis her Barbie-themed birthday present, which I think she fully enjoyed. We're a bit nutty for themes.

[Sweater, yard sale; Tank, Target; Skirt, vintage; Belt, Hot Topic; Leggings, Hot Topic; Boots, Nine West; Silver bangle, thrift store; Watch necklace, Marc by Marc Jacobs.]

I'm back to baking.

"Rev It Up & Go."

2009-10-08T23:53:00.003-05:00

I'm off! Toodles!

Too cold to sit outside; Too bored to sit inside.

2009-10-07T18:02:00.004-05:00

I am sitting in the Cyber Lounge on campus, trying to kill time. I had a brief meeting at 4:40, but my next class doesn't start until 7:00. Oh, joy.

I'll be going to Chicago this weekend to visit my best-friend, and "twin", Alexis. It's going to be a weekend of retro fun and shopping fiascos. I couldn't be more excited.

Since my last visit, Marc Jacobs has opened his Chicago store. I've been eyeing the current Special Items all day. I plan on paying all of my bills before leaving, because who knows what shopping self-control I'll have once I'm there.

On a completely different, but equally exciting, note, Ricky and I went midcentury furniture shopping on Monday. We ended up snagging a pink and grey formica hairpin-leg kitchen table (with the leaf!) and a butter cream chrome bar cart from TFA for under $130. What a steal. I also snagged a clearance vintage miniature doctor's bag for $5 from The Vintage Haberdashery.
God, I love St. Louis.

But, no matter how peachy our new kitchen is, or how much fun I'll have with Alexis, the real highlight of my week was when a man yelled "Arrr, yer be a sexy pirate!" to me at a gas station last night. How I didn't fall for that line is still beyond me.

"And all the boys, they say 'Hey you, Zombie.'"

2009-10-04T22:26:00.005-05:00

Yesterday was one of those fan-fucking-tastic days.

Ricky and I slept in, grabbed some Waffle House, and hung out at the guys' house while the bands loaded up for the Zombie Party at the Fox Hole. The show was incredible (ahem.. Opposites Attack, Benedict Arnold, The Handme Downs, and the Koffin Kats), and it was followed by one of those epic all-night parties.

On a somewhat humorous note, after the show, Mitch, Beth, Ricky and I searched the city for a gas station. Once we found one, the poor attendent thought that I had been mugged and kept asking if he needed to call someone. He even gave me a paper towel for the blood.

What a fucking night.

October, at last.

2009-10-02T06:34:00.005-05:00

The past week has been a blur of coffee and newsprint. However, it was entirely worth it.

The first newspaper this semester (and my first as editor!) came out Wednesday evening. Needless to say, I am over the moon with happiness. The stories turned out good, the layout looks wonderful, the brand new addition of color on the front and back pages is striking.. It really makes all those 11 or 12 or 13 hour days on campus worth while.

The newspapers are available at the Granite City, Red Bud, Belleville, and East St. Louis Southwestern Illinois College campuses.

In my spare time since my last update I have gone successfully gone both vintage luggage shopping and on a mad DIY spree. The luggage, which very well might not actually be that old, is a light brown leather-looking suitcase with a buckle and a small handle that cost me $7 second-hand. The DIY projects have included everything from an assortment of throw pillows to apple-green pelmet boxes. I would go snap a picture, but they are in the bedroom, and Ricky is still asleep.

I can't blame him, though. I would love to still be asleep. The sun hasn't even began to crack over the horizon. Every year I forget how hard it is to wake up when it is still dark.

There is a plus side to the seasons changing. It is finally October, which means I can finally wear my trench coat without looking totally insane. The high temperature for today is somewhere around 60 degrees Fahrenheit, plus a lovely wind, which means it is a legitimate time to wear a long jacket. The coat, which is a light grey Nine West toggle trench, was a birthday present, meaning it was only useful for a few weeks before it became too warm. It has been hanging, sad and lonely, inside my closet, waiting for the leaves to fall. Jacket—your time has come.

On another, and completely off-topic, note, I have suddenly began caring about my nails. Although yes, I've always painted them, they've never been a big deal. I am too impatient to wait for normal nail polish to dry, so I only use fast-drying on my fingers. Up until last week, I was addicted to Avon Speed Dry Nail Enamel (what can I say? I used to be an Avon lady!) which dries very quickly, but bubbles horribly. Now I am in a mad love affair with Sally Hansen Insta-Dry Fast Dry Nail Color and Sally Hansen Nail Art Pen. They look perfect and dry quickly. I have polka-dot toes and little flowers on my thumbs. I feel nauseatingly girly, yet oh so happy every time I notice them.

I should go dry my hair. I'll be tutoring 9-4, followed my sushi with some friends from my algebra class, then extreme-cleaning my apartment. Fridays are always something.

Should today be a Starbucks day? Silly me, of course it should!

Blue Jean Baby.

2009-09-23T23:27:00.002-05:00

[Blazer, H&M; Tank, Hanes; Jeans, Express; Belt, vintage; Watch, Merona; ID Bracelet, TJ Maxx; Purse, Kimchi Blue; Pumps, Madden Girl.]

It was a long, good day.

Glorified Tee

2009-09-22T23:12:00.008-05:00

[Dress, Express; Leggings, Hot Topic; Boots, Nine West; Belt, Hot Topic; Watch, Target; ID Bracelet, TJ Maxx; Silver bangle, thrift store; All other jewelry, vintage]

I woke up late today. And by "woke up late," I mean hit the snooze button for over an hour. Way to go, Julia.

I was exhausted, my head hurt, and I couldn't imagine sitting in class for nine hours. But then I remembered I have not only my first algebra exam, but also my first biology exam, on Thursday, and I could not afford to miss the reviews.

I think it is a safe assumption to say that many rushed and worn out college females turn to sweatpants in the morning, especially if they're running late. But not I. No, no, I still feel embarrassed going to the drugstore in pajamas when I'm ill. Instead of the terribly comfortable, but God-awful eyesore, sweats-and-tee outfit, I turned to the prettier alternative: a t-shirt dress.

If you don't own a t-shirt dress, go buy one. I'm been having a wonderful obsession since I bought my eggplant one at Express several months ago. Although they no longer offer it, they have a similar style, the Shoulder Snap Sleeveless Dress. I also really like Alexander Wang's T-Shirt Dress, with its low, rounded neck. Although typically I'm against pre-fitted "t-shirt silhouette" dresses, I think the Silence & Noise Silk Print T-Shirt Dress is actually very sweet. Perhaps it is the fact that the pattern is reminiscent of something M.I.A. would wear, or perhaps it is because I adore Silence & Noise. Either way, I think it's delightful.

Prior to the t-shirt dress, I turned to trapeze dresses for presentable comfort. Although I still wear them from time to time, nothing is better than jersey knit. Clothing like this ruins the oh-so common "but I like to be comfortable.." excuse.

Despite the fact that I ignored the alarm for so long this morning, it was a good day. I found the time to grab a latte and a bagel before class, BIOL100 was released thirty minutes early, and I was happily greeted by my Moleskine in my mailbox when I got home.

With any luck, tomorrow will be marvelous as well. I'm covering an event for the newspaper at 11 AM, and my last class won't be out until 10 PM. Oh, joy.

At least it gives me an excuse to wear my new heels.

Nostalgia & Pretty, New Things

2009-09-21T23:43:00.005-05:00

I did some much needed retail therapy today. Although I didn't buy much, I somehow managed to wander the store for almost three hours. It was exactly what I needed—mindless and fabulous.

I walked out of the store with three items, none of which were a wallet. Ha!

I found a gorgeous burnt orange pleated-bib blouse (Nine West, on clearance for $10!) for interviews/formal business events, a pair of low retro-looking red pumps (Madden Girl), and this adorable bracelet.

I wish I knew who made it. I'm kind of in love with it.

The shopping definitely brightened my day. I am a firm believer in retail therapy. In high school, during fights with friends or significant others, I wandered to the local Hobby Lobby to browse craft supplies and fabric for hours on end. These days, I like to stop by Rag O Rama (aka "Avalon Exchange" as of earlier this year; it is still Rag O Rama to me), Timeless Authentic Garments, or the always fantastic TJ Maxx.

I am listening to PARK, an ex-Springfield, Ill., emo band (and a guilty pleasure for us lucky kids who used to see them during our hometown scene's glory days), on headphones. Is it 2004? It very well might be, since I definitely wore torn jeans and a black tank top out tonight. Thankfully, I've upgraded from back-pocket-less flares to skinnies and a black hoodie to a plaid shrunken blazer.

Despite the desperate need for purchasing pretty things, the day was good. After the editorial meeting and shopping, I came home and worked on newspaper things. Then, around eight, I went to Benedict Arnold's band practice and hung out with the guys. I'd say today was an all-around success.

Tomorrow will hopefully be equally as nice. I'll be in class from 12-9, with a break or two thrown in. Another long day. I think I'll leave early enough to grab a skinny vanilla latte on my way in. Nothing makes algebra more bearable than coffee.

I'm anxiously awaiting a few internet purchases. I ordered a Moleskine Pocket Memos book (I'm a total Moleskine snob; I just can't get enough), along with some new business cards. Hopefully, they will be here when I get home, making a long day much more exciting. After all, a little shopping thrown in helps even the bleakest day.

Wallet Woes

2009-09-20T23:05:00.003-05:00

Today at work I helped a woman dig a card out of her wallet. It was stuck deep down in a shockingly tight pocket, and she couldn't get it out by herself.

Later on, a different customer mentioned, after I complimented hers, that finding the perfect wallet is one of the hardest shopping tasks. And I'm starting to agree.

I have been dissatisfied with my wallet for a while. For the last few years, off and on, I have been carrying a pale pink vintage leather pouch with a few small pockets and a zippered coin pouch. Although I still adore the thing (which costs me a mere ten cents at a yard sale), it has lost its shape and strength over time.

Last week I switched back to a wallet I bought in 2007 on clearance at Urban Outfitters. It is a somewhat-slim, armored teal leather zip-around. Although I love it, it is very heavy. And the life of the zipper is starting to be questioned.

So I find it important that I prepare early for my possible upcoming wallet loss.

When I begin looking for anything new, I automatically turn to Marc by Marc Jacobs. I really love the Totally Turnlock Zip Wallet, $138.00 at Bluefly. It looks spacious, but doesn't seem overwhelming. And who doesn't love his classic turnlock pieces?

But, alas, if I spend $138.00 on a wallet, I will have no money to put in it. So I stared browsing Betsey Johnson's website, in hopes of finding something more reasonable. Her Little Bow Pleat Checkbook is very sweet, but is still $125.00 and doesn't show any inside detail pictures.

Then I found what may be it... the perfect replacement. The Gianni Chiarini 'Athene' Clutch in Olive, available for $88.00 at Nordstrom, seems ideal. It's a classic leather envelope with better storage.

But have I bought it yet? No. I am being picky and it is bothersome.

Odds are, I'll search vintage Etsy, second-hand stores and sale bins until my current wallet dies. When it comes to accessories like purses and wallets, I need to make sure they fit; not me, of course, but all of my stuff. I'm a sucker for club cards (hello, Starbucks Gold, Sephora Beauty Insider, CVS Extra Care, Kerasotes Five Buck Club, Borders Rewards, T.G.I. Friday's Give Me More Stripes, The Club at Ulta, just to name a few...)

Needless to say, I have to have a wallet that can hold its own. And then some.

We all fall down.

2009-09-19T20:01:00.005-05:00

[Shirt, Hot Topic; Skirt, H&M; Leggings, Hot Topic; Boots, Nine West; Bag, Tommy Hilfiger; Silver bangle, thirft store; Studded watch, Sanrio; Gold bracelet, vintage; Studded bracelet, vintage; Rings, vintage.]

Tonight should be a good night.

Pleased to meet you.

2009-09-19T16:34:00.003-05:00

My name is Julia.

But you probably know that already, assuming you've glanced at the sidebar. If not, let me introduce myself. I am a nineteen year old student, majoring in journalism. I am the editor of my college's newspaper, an on-campus English tutor and a clerk at a bookstore.

I live with my boyfriend, Ricky, and our hamster, Tortoise, in the greater St. Louis area. Our apartment is full of mid-century furniture, framed posters from "the best show they ever played!", and KidRobot toys. It's small and lacking in convenient storage options, but the kitchen and powder room are tiled in retro pink and black, and the closet is a walk-in. I can't complain.

Between the two of us, we read approximately twenty-five magazines per month. He hopes to be a brewmaster/brewpub owner, and I dream of being a magazine journalist focusing on style or design; needless to say, the postman must think we're nutty since we receive everything from Beer Magazine to ReadyMade to Lucky.

I recently snagged a copy of H&M Magazine, and completely loved it. I thought it would be nothing more than a glorified catalogue, but I was entirely wrong (although I was a bit biased since it featured two of my favorite Skins actresses.) The article "Shop Smart!" was particularly great; I've always been put off but some people's opinions on designer outlet stores and the like, and think it's fabulous that they are starting to be embraced.

When we're not working (or reading magazines) we normally end up at shows, wandering The Loop, or entertaining. I have a bit of a knack for being a 1950s-housewife, so we have dinner parties regularly. We're currently perfecting our sushi rolling skills to have a Japanese night soon.

Tonight we're going to Italian Fest. It will be in the low 70s, so I'm not exactly sure what I'll wear yet.. Something with black leggings and knee boots, I'm sure. As far as shoes goes, I am a sucker for slouchy boots. I am currently on my third or fourth pair since 2007. Thankfully, the ones I wear now (Nine West Black Leather Cheryl Boots) are holding up much better than my last pairs.

I think I'm going to run off for a bit. I need to get ready for tonight, and should finish some newspaper business. Besides, Side A is over and my record needs to be flipped.