Outfit Post: 1/5/16


Dress: eShakti — Cardigan: Thrifted (Carole Little) — OTKs: Sock Dreams (Harajuku Scrunchy Socks in Pale Mint) — Boots: Macy’s — Earrings: Gift, from Barcelona


I love this dress. I love how yellow it is. I love how it makes me look like a happy circus tent.


It’s not restrictive so I could conceivably escape peril while wearing it, but it also goes nicely with argyle!


Even action clothing has its limits, though, so please enjoy a few examples of why I don’t try to do jumping (or in this case, high-kicking) pictures for the blog anymore.


It’s dignity! Gah! Don’t you even know dignity when you see it?!


Outfit Post: 6/20/13


Top and skirt: Goodwill — Flats: Thrifted (Born) — Necklace: Hand-me-down — Earrings: Swap — Ring: Target


Stripes and florals! Boring? No, classic!


I thought about writing this whole post in short telegram-like sentences, but that’s not really my thing. I’m no good at committing to a gimmick, unless you count “rambling endlessly” as a gimmick.


Anyhow, this tee is one of the first things I thrifted when I started getting interested in clothing and fashion, and it’s one of the few things that’s stuck around from that era. I’ve learned how to shop for myself more strategically since then, and my style has also just grown and changed.


It hasn’t changed so much that I don’t still like being Matchy Matchy sometimes, though. I wondered whether stone earrings with a stone necklace would be too much, but then I decided to just rock them.

Get it? Get it?!

Happy Friday, guys. I hope your weekend…rocks.

(P.S. Quick reminder that if you’re interested in entering our Second Anniversary Giveaway, don’t forget to include a VALID EMAIL ADDRESS! It makes it so much harder for us to award you a prize if we can’t get in touch with you!)

Outfit Post: 1/29-1/31 (21-23)


More oddly-lit outfit pictures, hooray! Fortunately I haven’t been wearing much in the way of jewelry recently because of moving stuff, so I haven’t had to worry too much about detail shots. It’s starting to still be light when I get home from work, though, so more quality pictures are forthcoming.


How was your weekend, internet? Mine was pretty good. For those of you who don’t follow a large number of comic artists on Twitter, Friday was Hourly Comics Day, which made me hearken back to the one time I did HCD myself, three years ago in college. I’m kind of surprised I actually posted them online, considering I lived with art students at the time and they put my crummy efforts to shame. (Going back through my old LiveJournal posts is semi-embarrassing and dull at the same time. Are we all doomed to find our younger selves completely insufferable? Also, I should have given David Neilsen his drawing style back.)


I already missed this year’s, but maybe I’ll try HCD again sometime soon. I used to love drawing (if you really want to see embarrassing, go check out my old DeviantArt profile), but I haven’t used it as a creative outlet in a really long time. I think my self-consciousness overwhelmed my enjoyment of it, which is sad. I mean, I’ll never be as good as Anthony or Vera Brosgol, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun with it.

Do you like to draw? What are your creative outlets?


As an addendum, here’s a weird plant that’s growing in our new backyard. Anybody know what it is? I am not well versed in tall flora, so my guesses are limited to “sunflower” or “corn.”

Outfit Post: 8/21/12

Shirt: Target — Scarf: Vendor in Hawaii — Skirt: One Mango Tree — Sandals: Target — Earrings: Hand-me-down — Bracelet: Gift

It finally happened, friends. I hoped this day would never come, and I tried to be careful, but I guess it was inevitable.

I can no longer say I’ve never dropped my phone in the toilet.

There’s nothing like a phone-dunking first thing in the morning to make you want to just give up on the day entirely and go back to bed in defeat.

(Well, really, that’s unnecessary hyperbole. There are lots of things worse than this, and some of them have happened to me–but in that moment, staring down at the toilet bowl, it can be hard to put things in perspective.)

Fortunately, the day has more or less improved steadily, and hopefully spending some quality time in a bag of rice will increase the likelihood of my phone coming back from the grave, too.

Until then, there are bright colors and fun patterns to console me. Wish me luck!

Outfit Post: 6/10/12

Top: Gift — Skirt: One Mango Tree — Belt: Thrifted (Target) — Scarf: Vendor in Hawaii — Flats: Thrifted (Born) — Bracelet: Gift — Earrings: Gift from Katie!

Hey there, guys! Happy Monday, if it’s Monday where you live! If it’s not, curse you, time travelers! (Spoiler alert: we are all time travelers.)

Did you all have a good weekend? What did you do? I spent my weekend hanging out with Tito in the Bay Area, pettin’ on cats and playing Hatoful Boyfriend, the best dating sim centered around pigeons to ever come out of Japan. I know that’s a bold statement, but I’m sticking by it! At least until they come out with a newer, better pigeon dating game; then my word means nothing.

What’s that, you say? There’s something different about me? I dunno, guys, I feel pretty much the same…

Okay, okay, I’m just foolin’. Tia’s mom gave me a buzz cut on Saturday, and I love it! I feel…awesome? Comfortable and cool for the coming summer months? Pretty? Yeah, all those things. It makes me happy, and so do these great pictures Tito took of me. She’s mighty fine behind a camera, that one.

We also watched the first episode of Twin Peaks, proving that I’m only twenty-two years behind the cultural zeitgeist. Take that, haters! At this rate, it’ll only be four or five more years before I start trying to tell all my friends about this great new show, have you heard of it, it’s called Game of Thrones…?

Anyway, I had been avoiding watching it because, while I like weird and creepy things, I am also an easily-unsettled person, and from what I’ve heard David Lynch is pretty much the master of unsettling. So I was, you know, feeling some trepidation about the whole thing. But I was pretty well amused by the first episode, and maybe even a little bored in spots, so perhaps I, a somewhat-grown woman, can actually handle watching this television series without having to never sleep again. (Seriously, guys, I scare myself just by reading horror movie synopses on Wikipedia. My imagination is a cruel mistress.)

Anyway, tell me about your weekend! I really, truly want to know. (Unless it involves spooky dreams about people talking backwards. Then I really, truly don’t.)