Pink hair + petticoat + combat boots = awesome.
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Wednesday Fa(t)shion Inspirations, 10/3/12
Wednesday Fa(t)shion Inspirations 9/12/12
Flashback: old-school Torrid
I recently came across a coupon I had printed out from when Torrid first opened:
Remember when Torrid was actually alternative?
I love the little cartoon girls representing goth, raver, glam (?), punk, and rockabilly styles. Continue reading
Friday links and flowers
Brought to you by a lovely dahlia that I bought at the farmer’s market.
I took it on a lunch date to the rooftop garden.
Tutu Love: awesome tutus around the internets
In the last few days, I have come across much tutu fabulousness that I can’t wait to share with you. It’s all inspiring and makes me even more committed to wearing tutus constantly. š
I absolutely love everything about this outfit, from the pink hair to peacock corset to the gold shoes.
Even the background is awesome.
Flashback: Girlfriends L.A.
Back in middle school and high school, I loved catalogs. I spent hours pouring over Delia*s and Alloy, but sadly, none of their clothing came in my size.
Enter Girlfriends L.A., which made clothing up to a juniors 25/3XL. And even had plus-size models (and a more diverse group of models in general).
I bought a bunch of shirts, including the Tinkerbell shirt that you can see in this post, and wore the crap out of them.
Unfortunately, GFLA no longer exists. But I’m still thankful to them for making early ’00s funky fashion available to (at least some) fat girls.
Flipping through the catalogs today is an exercise in major fashion-stalgia. I’ve scanned a few pages so you can share that experience:
Getting this in the mail? Always exciting.
Tutu envy, part two
I am so, so, so in love with the pink custom tutu that Monique from Ouma Clothing made for Kat of Rock n’ Roll Bride.
A pun, and an ode to pink tips
Why did the hipster burn his tongue on the pizza?
…Because he ate it before it was cool.
As much as I try to avoid hipsterdom (which is fairly easy thanks to my dislike of skinny jeans) , there’s one trend that I will claim to have done before it was cool: pink tips.
In high school, I went through about six months of dyeing my hair a different color every few weeks. Red, blue, purple, pink…even blond for a few days in between colors. It was so much fun, and I loved keeping everyone guessing what color hair I’d show up with next.
But after a while, it got to be too expensive, too much of a time-suck, and too damaging to my hair. So I decided to start dyeing just the tips. It was so easy–you bleach them once, dye them, and then touch up the color every two weeks or so. No roots! No re-bleaching, until you get a haircut and start again. Mostly, I stuck with hot pink, although I did other colors occasionally.
It became a part of my identity, my “natural” hair color.
I frequently wore it up in a half-ponytail-half-bun poof, which reminded my mom of a mimosa tree.
Freshman year of college, my volleyball teacher couldn’t remember my name, so she called me Pinkie. It didn’t stick, but it was the closest thing I’ve ever had to a nickname.
I added highlights, black streaks in front: the typical experimentation that happens when you put together a floor of 18-year old girls and a few boxes of hair dye. But I kept the pink. Continue reading
