tilda

Snap of Tilda Swinton (and my sun thirsty legs) from W Magazine. I can't quite put my finger on it but something about the editorial as a whole really appealed to me. Picture a massive glass of iced matcha green tea next to me and you have what my Sunday looked like...minus the hours of studying for my AP European History exam on Wednesday...

perception

Yesterday as I sat with my mom over a bowl of mint chip ice cream (I know, exciting) I wondered aloud whether I should cut my overalls into shorteralls or not.

I was met with the quiet utterance of snort plus "jees".

What did I expect? Mom, if your reading this, I don't mean this in an angsty way at all. More, it just furthers my trust in the fact that the divide between the way we perceive what we put on our bodies is vast and the resulting chasm between the two sides is almost impassable, depending on how set in the "traditional ways" a person is. 

I'm using overalls as an example just because they spurred this thought but also because they are almost universally thought of as farm attire. For hicks and rednecks only. Epitome of the American midwest before farming became industrialized, and garb of choice for people who I picture wearing John Deere baseball caps upwards of 50 named Herman. 

Now, the picture I probably just painted in your mind is what (we'll call them "person A") thinks. On the near, more common side of the chasm. Person B however, is represented by this photograph: 

Still western inspired, but modern and cool. I'd like to think this woman's name is Lily or Bambi or Stella and that her flat is decorated with succulents and she keeps her clothing on a floating rack by season. And so we have the split between fashion and non-fashion people. I think, realistically, it's important to have people on both sides of the crack. They each need each other, the people who are willing to look ridiculous to the others, and the ones who are willing to make others feel ridiculous. It's all balance really, since there will always be people who cannot comprehend fashion as an art.

I assure you however, that for me, it always will be. 

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mø

So so so good. I know there are so many other vocabulary words I could have used but it's almost eleven p.m. and I still have to write a discussion reflection for English class so bye until tomorrow!

mondayz

Everyone vote no for mondayzzzzzz.
Follow me on instagram (@hsmurphs) for more cool pics like this. Sorry for the shameless plug.

sk8

I decided that I am 100% going to learn how to skateboard this spring. No excuses.

thinking

"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months." 
     
      - Oscar Wilde


*new post coming up later today--for now I want you to think about this..

humor me

I'm 100% not sorry for the ironic photo booth photo below. I rediscovered a series of these on my computer and after I was done having a crying/laughing fit at the fact that yes, I am a person who would do something like this, realized these explain my life. So they get posted here on le blogolog. Then I started think about how irony is all too prevalent in fashion, which is great for people like me, but for the more serious minded people out there it offers a bit of a predicament: "Is she actually trying?" they say, "Is this a joke?". It isn't a joke, but then again, I'm not trying either. It falls somewhere in between humorous self-deprecation and cynicism. So humor me.