used leather

busy busy busy. school is starting to kick my ass, full swing. but that also means really aweosme projects, and spending less time doing worthless shit. my friend val came to town this weekend and i took her to unique (my fav thirft store). she tried on this leather jacket, and it looked amazing on her. she couldnt afford it, so i tried it on, amazing. i bought it in hopes to bribe her of coing up here, you know just for the jacket, but i think it might be attacked to my body by then. cant wait to see it paired with a hoodie and all black. mm mm good.

now to get some sleep. getting up at 7 four days a week is killing me. yes, it could be worse, i could be doing chemestry all day. but either way i'd still never get anough sleep.


b day count down begins....40 days til im 21

in the nick of time

so almost by fate, i really enjoyed my fashion design class today. really, its a breath of fresh air from construction, which is freaking cray cray thanks to billy. really, thanks billy.

anyways, almost perfectly in sync with one of my posts last night, my design teacher said this in class, "in the world of high fashion, there are only a handful of individuals, of trendsetters. these are the people who look outside of fashion for inspiration." GENIUS. i mean, duh right. i think thats my problem, and i kinda knew it. the reason i have been feeling so blah lately about my taste and ideas and all that jazz is because my mind is so completely flooded with 'whats now'. and frankly, i dont care about whats now. i never have, and thats why people have liked what ive worn or made, cause it wasnt stuff that they saw on some girl right next to me. i have to say, coming to chicago and not being able to be with my amazingly ingenious group of gorgeous girlfriends all the time who are all artists in some shape or form has really forced me to not give in. but i feel like i have, i have given into trends, into pop culture. (ex: i just downloaded miley cyrus' party in the u.s.a. granted, catchy, but thats whats supposed to be so disgusting right?!) i feel like ive fallen and i cant get up. but this class, this design class, its going to put me back on my feet. bambi is a supportive teacher, who i feel comfortable with! for once at this school. so thank you bambi. and no thanks to the internet.

Studio Time

what i wore to the studio today. i figured out i have to get dressed (i felt pretty cute today, maybe its cause i felt feminine) in order to get excited about going to work. well fed, well rested, fresh faced. key ingredients in life. among many other things....

photos taken in my room, i swear ill get pics ip of the new digs soon. design class tomorrow! the first of te semester! eek!

Still Got It?

I have to say lately i have gotten a little tired of the grunge look. Too much black can take a toll on my eyes. I also made the mistake of going to Michigan Ave on sat in hopes to exchange this vest that im pretty sure i wont wear from f21. I was pretty wishy washy about getting anything so decided it better to just leave. I couldnt help myself from going into H&M across the street and man was i impressed! First, i must say that they pretty much always do a good job with their winter coats. (or maybe i shoudl say fall, they arent really much armor against the chicago winds) They had some really fabulous pieces, one of which reminds me a lot of my D.I.Y. jacket. hmmm suspicious?! no but really, im proud of h&m and intrigued because they never over due the fads. (well maybe their divided line) but its not like walking into an urban outfitters and you are just depressed from all the fads and trendy stuff thats all up in your face! so all i have to say is, thanks, and keep up the good work.

i also was having a conversation with a friend this weekend and we were talking about how it was kinda sad that when we put an outfit together we question ourselves as to weather WE really like it or if we have given way to trendiness. I said that maybe trends have just caught up with us, maybe they just like what we like now. Which also saddens me, i'd liek to think im more original than that, but its hard when you dont have your usual entourage for inspiration. I also said, maybe vintage is the way to go. You can always seem to find an original piece, but maybe thats kinda cheating. Then again, isnt it all about your style, the WAY you put things together, not REALLY what they are? (well, maybe a happy medium) the debate and internal conflict continues. all we can do is try to keep it real.

images via H&M.com

FaceHunter

when i was in NC this summer i bought a mesh kinda top like this and was wondering just how to work it into my wardrobe. its a pretty outstanding shirt that would work really well with high waisted cut offs but i have to say i like this way of working it in better. adds more interest and leaves more to yearn for, dont you think?


via FaceHunter

Rackk and Ruin

love love love love love <3

although im pretty sure this is real fur. which i dont love. yes because of animal rights reasons, but mostly because i dont like the feeling and weight of dead animal on my body.

via rackk and ruin

ffffound

how long will it last?

shots around the house. oh to be out of class by twelve and still be able to enjoy the sunshine.

point is moot

baby, just ask me

SCHOOL IS IN SESSION

oy vey. let the madness commence. here is the break down...

monday: design 9-4 then geometry in art in nature (math essentially) 4:15-5:45
tuesday: nada, most likely in studio
wednesday: e-textiles 9-4 then math 4:15-5:45
thursday: defining contemporary dress (art history) 9-12
friday: fashion construction 9-4

PHEW its even tiring to type

so needless to say, with moving into a new place (which i will post pics of soon) and starting school, i havent blogged. but i have also decided that i will no longer apologize for my absence. it is completely healthy to maintain a normal life.

also exciting, within my new space we have been talking about putting on an art show!~ gallery style, considering all the extra space we got. pretty nifty. meeting two is on friday. ganna be awesome.

anywho, tonight i have been working on my autopbiography that we have to give to our art history teacher so she can better assign us designers to research. here is what i ended up blurtting out:

Speak for Myself: An Autobiography

Taking my first breath on November 2nd, 1988, I was born into a wonderful family of four; a boy and a girl three years apart, loving parents, a dog, and a nice house in the growing city of Charlotte, North Carolina. I was named after my mother’s younger sister, an artist who had died two weeks before, giving me a feeling that someone else was always leading the way. Around the age of seven, we moved to Davidson, a small college town off the side of the high way, my parents got divorced, and another death occurred in the family; another aunt, another artist. From these experiences, I learned more about life than my friends could even imagine, being forced to grow up a bit faster than most.
In Montessori school I was encouraged to learn and act independently. I soon realized I was not hanging out with kids form my multi-grade class, but that of the class above me. When I transferred to a public high school, my brother and I began to share friends. I passionately followed their band around, enchanted with their creative spirits and outrageous choices in presentation, both in attitude and style of dress; I was addicted. I grew dread locks and pierced my nose on my 18th birthday; I continued to mold into my own, merging my independent mind with body. I found salvation in my art classes. I had free range, and I loved it, and I was encouraged to love it.
Following my intuitive connection to tactile materials, I decided to go to SAIC to study fiber. Before SAIC, I never considered fashion to be something I could pursue ‘academically’ so to speak. I chose for my sculptural experiments in garments speak for me, as well as themselves. I now plan to fully embrace that point in hopes to continue embracing my independence.

it kinda gets choppy at the end, but i was encouraged to not take it too seriously.

pics up soon. xoxo