Rebellious

I realize it’s a little confusing to wear a Rebel Scum jacket and a Dark Side sweater. Which side am I on? My side. (Which, honestly has more to do with being a rebel than being dark.) For 2017, I plan to be true to myself, no matter how counter that may be to the mainstream. Be rebellious!


Jacket, Obey (embellished by my sister). Tunic, Wet Seal. Sweater, Forever 21 (thrifted). Leggings, Express. Boots, Style & Co (thrifted). Pin, Disney.


My Star Wars outfits from 2016:


May the force be with you in 2017!

Roll or Rut

I’ve now worn this shirt two days in a row. You could say I’m in a rut. Or that this flannel is on a roll!


Vest, Vero Moda (thrift). Shirt, Salt Valley (consignment). Overall dress, Hydraulic (thrifted). Tee, USMC. Leggings, Express. Boots, Style & Co (thrifted).

Colors of the Season

It doesn’t have to be late December for me to pair red and (olive) green. It’s one of my favorite color combos.


Shirt, Salt Valley (consignment). Vest, Tinseltown (cut from a thrifted jacket). Dress, Mossimo. Leggings, We Love Colors. Boots, Sam Edelman.

Rustical

As I was choosing photos for The Suburb Experiment’s Style Spotlight, I noticed that Jennifer is wearing a brimmed hat with my favorite outfits. I was immediately inspired to wear a brimmed hat of my own.


Hat, Free Press. Shirt, Salt Valley (consignment). Skirt, Forever 21 (consignment). Legwarmers, Apostrophe. Boots, Sam Edelman. Earrings, tourist shop in Bridgeport, CA. Bag, Rebecca Minkoff. Belt, thrifted.

Queen of Plaid

I love to mix plaids. I’m wearing three different plaids here, but the navy and red color palette gives the outfit a cohesive look.


Shirt, Mossimo (thrifted). Skirt, Plenty by Tracy Reese (thrifted). Boots, Sofft (consignment). Sunglasses, Earthbound Trading Co. Necklace, Taneesi. Vest, J Crew. Bag, Steve Madden.

In the Now

Sometimes I wonder if I’m “doing” San Francisco right. My leisure trips there always turn into aimless wandering, eating, and drinking. The city makes me feel present. I am so satisfied with each moment that I fail to have any sort of direction to my day. When it’s over, I have a hard time remembering what I did; my recollection is a blur of sights and tastes and smells. As a usually very productive person, I have a hard time justifying an entire day given over to the senses. But I think that’s just the sort of reset I need, especially as I spent the next two days preparing for an important presentation.


Jacket, BCBG Max Azria (consignment). Sweater, Charlotte Russe. Skirt, Chaus Jeanswear (consignment). Boots, Style & Co (thrifted). Scarf, gift. Backpack, Toms (gift). Gloves, gift.

Empathy

Tuesday’s election made me realize that I live in a liberal bubble. I bragged about my diverse network last week, but, of all my friends and contacts, only one individual has expressed pleasure at the outcome of the elections. I’ve surrounded myself, both physically and virtually, with people just like myself. And that has left me out of touch with half of the country.

It boggles my mind that anyone would choose Trump, yet, as I compose this, 59,704,886 Americans have voted for him. I refuse to believe that one out of two American voters is a fearful, hateful person. I believe that people are basically good. And I believe that it is my civic duty to spend the next four years diversifying my relationships to better understand, and empathize with, those that hold opposing political views to my own.

After the 2020 election, I hope to count both “losers” and “winners” among my friends. But, most of all, I hope that I don’t see the two sides as disparate factions.

Enough with the politics and on to the clothes . . . I pulled out the Mickey and Minnie sweater for our Toastmasters “Disney Dreamin” themed meeting. We had Mickey Oreos, enjoyed hearing some Walt Disney history (courtesy of Beefy), and tried not to talk about the election (or attack the single Trump-supporter among us).


Sweater, Forever 21. Tunic, Wet Seal. Leggings, Allen B. Sunglasses, Target. Bag, Rebecca Minkoff. Boots, Style & Co (thrifted).

(Actually, this sweater is even more apropos considering that I can never decide whether Mickey and Minnie are hugging or choking each other.)


I do not intend to begin a political debate in the comments, but if you’d like to say something thoughtful and considerate, be my guest. I will not publish hateful or inflammatory comments.


Beefy made me wear this stupid hat to our meeting, but it earned me a $5 Starbucks card from the Toastmaster. Sometimes, looking stupid is worth the humiliation. ← And that’s my general philosophy on life.