kitties, trust, & pixie dust

So we've been choked out of our apartment for the past day & a half by an overwhelming 2 BOX poof of moth balls our maintenance man installed to rid our attic of squirrels. Needless to say, I was unusually eager & willing to run all the errands. ;) While I was intentionally taking longer than needed, I had some moments where I could take in the obscure treasures of my neighborhood, which happened to cultivate this fruitful tangent.

Here I just did some basics darks. My black tank with the lace flower back (purchased at Gabes), black leggings posed as denim. Which, I have to start a new sentence & tell you about these glorious goblins. These leggings are seriously meth with limbs, they look like denim (even have back pockets) but they're stretch cotton & feel like PJs. Sheer butter. Those are at New York & Co. for a beautiful $20. The scarf also purchased at Gabes ($7), belt Goodwill ($2), brown boots Bandolino ($80). 

do you not have faith that i am watching you

 The opening night of my girlfriend's art show is this Friday & I'd like to find a long dress with movement that is still relatively flattering. There's something charming about long, draped, black, & hooded clothes. I like the simplicity, yet there's a shadow of mystique that's simultaneously stated. I would do pumps of glory to the gods if I could find a long dark dress before then WITH A HOOD! I envision as I'm getting ready, my doorbell rings, I go to greet the nightly phantom that leaves behind an ornate rack with a garment bag tagged with, "This is for you, Sweet Love (assuming it would mean me, because I'm making this fantasy)." Holy shit! Talk about manifestation. I'll let you know after it happens...

we survive

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traveling these dark forests you call streets

Feeling rather documental these few days. Using any & every tool to scrap what inspires me. Even if I had to take pictures while driving through rainstorms to capture a beautiful setting of the sun moment. Lately it's been the colors mint & any shade of red (I've been loving it SO much, I've even decided to wear it permanently), odd little animals & body poses, raspy voiced folk singers (i.e. The Black Keys), and off focused photographs. Kind of the usual oddities, but definitely drawing more of them to me daily. Please do excuse the unattended room, it didn't dress up for the occasion, as did I. A little spryful (yes, I make words up often) that day, I wanted to go passably colorful as I was introducing my newly jazzed up hair to my parents, who were surprisingly OK with it. Moreover, I depicted a subtle grunge-esque with black tights under jean shorts. Which, in fact, you were to know any ONE thing about my precious obsession with clothing whatsoever, it would be that I am in HAPPY matrimony with "The" grunge style, and if I weren't such a diverse person internally, then I would recapitulate the beloved '90s everyday. :) Yep

palpable;;

Every time I wear this shirt I sing "Wild Horses" in my head. The Sunday's cover is more relative to the nostalgia of what I'm usually going for; something freeing. So I'll just call this baby "wild horses" (capitalization kept nonexistent for minimal confusion). I paired it with a few budgeted pieces. Dark floral "pantaloons" as my girlfriend would call them, a military style jacket, knee highs, and my beloved Doc Martens. I got a little crazy on the wild horses photo shoot, wanting to show its gams off at every angle (aside from the other 29 pictures, I spared the results of my OCD & left it at only two). Then I added a little disco party to the mix needless, however, wild horses has a life of its own. 

Horse images from various internet attributes 

Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.

I feel it very important to bring forth a small conglomeration of things I'm interested in in these present moments, because I think it's a vital way to reflect upon where I am in my life. What interests me now as opposed to 5 months ago, what draws me in, why I like slow instrumental music now as opposed to something "feel good," and where did my love of reality television go?! We're always in constant change, and rarely do we stop and realize where we are NOW. It's a way to get to know myself. Instead of wishing through my every day and not tenderly taking notice of what I like and why, dispirits my heart that I don't know the person I'm the most intimately embellished with. So I have conjured up some belongings that bring love to myself :)

Starting clockwise:

1.Wrangler Jean Jacket circa 1990, only a rewarding $2.50 at Goodwill

2."The Artist's Way" by Julia Cameron; unblocking creativity through a spiritual path, which gave me the encouragement to abide this blog

3.Fight Club, I first saw it the other night & literally can't stop thinking about it & it's universal meanings

4.The movie Adam, a romance film about a man with Asperger's Syndrome falling in love after his father passes & facing the challenges of not being able to express normal human emotions

5.My brown hat! Good for days when I don't feel like messing with my hair & for adding some interest to a basic black outfit

6.Indian print frame with a picture of the ocean my mom took when she was in Scotland. The color diversion is stunning in this print

7.My journal/morning pages! Probably the most important item on this list. Where I keep my thoughts, insights, & stream of consciousness, it's like therapy without paying. Highly recommended

8.Roget's Thesaurus with definitions & synonyms. I was SO excited when a friend gave this as a gift. I love learning new vocabulary. There's something mystical in words. It's like learning a new language to words that you already know exist

9.My beautiful pendulum! Pendulums tap into your subconscious by the nerves on your fingertips. Usually by asking it yes or no questions it moves in the direction of your answer. Some say it's for fortune telling, but I personally believe the answers already lie within the person using it. Another little tool for getting to know yourself.

Tip 'Em Off Honey, It's Gonna Be A Good Night

Headpieces? Umm...yes please! The more simplistically BIG & concealing, the better. Literal works of art turned a la fashion. Jewels, furniture, feathers, leather, birds, birds' nests, bears, bunnies, lace, and horns all can and WILL eventually be created and worn. Headdresses are master pieces that drastically change the dynamic of any wardrobe; telling any story you choose. That's what fashion is anyway, writing a story. Your story. Every piece of clothing that's chosen to wear somehow carefully tells one's thoughts, dislikes, mood, insecurities. All the secrets and aspirations are expressed through what we wear, even if what we're wearing is nothing. We all give away our secrets somehow. Mine just so happen to be worn on my head, tangled in vines, closer to the sky.

Images from Trendhunter.com; Bunny mask by Heather Huey; Dove headpiece by Erin Bradley

the trees whisper their prayers & i live them

(photos by Erin Bradley)