i love | i need | i want

i love:
cardigans. long ones, short ones, shawl cardigans, boyfriend cardigans . . . it matters not. i love them. nothing says “funky librarian” the way a cardigan does! especially in colors i love.

sweaters galore!
sweaters galore! by dopegirlfresh featuring Old Navy

i need: tights!

tights!
tights! by dopegirlfresh featuring We Love Colors tights

i want: a badass, too big, super sparkly necklace. something w/ too many fucking sequins, and maybe some rhinestones. like either of these from anthropologie.

(i linked them because — surprise — wordpress is not allowing me to be great. whatever.)

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i love | i need | i want

it’s kind of been forever since my last post like this. so, here i am.  something i love, something i need, something i want.  heeere we go:

love:

like, yum. seriously.

like, yum. seriously.

indian food. channa, dal, basmati rice (with cumin!), chicken tikka masala, tandoori naan, roti, pakoras, samosas . . . dude. dude. DUDE. chicken vindaloo? biryani? i can’t live without the stuff. it’s going to be my undoing someday. especially with two indian restaurants within a 5 minute walk of my place.

need:
(there is no photograph to illustrate what i need.)

a particular itch scratched. i need some really good, gold foil, can’t speak in coherent sentences afterwards, sweating like a preacher during tent revival, let me make you meals between sessions sex. the kind that makes my neighbors think something real crazy is going on in my apartment, cuz all they hear is grownup noises & all they smell is bacon & waffles & shit being made. it’s so crucial. my toys cannot keep up. sending telepathic beams to the object of my desire right now. i need you to work me out again, sweets. like, over the course of 24 hours. please?

want:

(it seems that wordpress is being a ho about photo links right now. maybe i just need to go the fuck to sleep?)

a custom made dress from fly tie. somewhere between this maxi dress & this hooded dress.  really.  her blog is ill (see the first link), but her shop will take your breath away!

she’s a real sweet gal. you should check her out.

shoes.

in particular, these:

in gold as well as in black.

$74 and some change for both pair!
i stalked them on the interwebs, i got them off the interwebs, and will have them by the end of next week. this solves the problem i’ve been having, which is knowing what to wear w/ brown pants (i had been wearing birkenstocks, and not rocking brown slacks at all in this heat) as well as knowing wtf to do when my favorite bare traps wedge sandals finally kick the bucket, which they are definitely about to do.

this is part of my “learning to walk better in tall shoes” movement. you see, blog readers (all 4 of you), i’m pretty graceful barefoot but i can’t say i’ve got the suaveness necessary to glide about in heels or taller-than-tall wedges. so i’m gonna practice. i have two pair of kickass winter-friendly suede heels that i must say i got good at traipsing around in before the weather broke. but i need to feel legitimately confident in what i wear. hence the summer clearance footwear. i’m tryin.

and maybe, just maybe i can pull these joints off once and for all…

shouts to laetiçia for the inspiration.

sneaker lust, 2008. part one.

the puma hooper mid decade.



holy god.
someone find them in a boys’ 7 or men’s 7.5 for me.
please.
please?
thank you i love you i SWEAR i’ll massage your scalp…

okay. i think i found the right ones.

the right shoes.
i need the right dress/ skirt & top combo.

behold the greatness:

they aren’t cheap. they aren’t crazy expensive, either. they’re definitely my idea of a conversation piece . . . cuz heaven knows my ass doesn’t plan to go very far in them. heh.

i suppose that if you’re gonna do fuckme pumps, you’d best be doing it all the way. i am. i will. in black and in red patent.

i love me some damn leg warmers.

i mean, like . . . they are so effing great! & in the winter when i feel like rocking a skirt, they save my calves every time. behold:

(those are also my favorite sneakers. pink & black tweed nike blazers)

the purple ones i LOVE, too:

don’t hate. it’s futile.

my personal style is evolving.

big earrings & shawls are a given.
but now i’m realizing what kind of denim i like, what fits best, etc.

& we aren’t gonna talk about my footwear situation. i don’t like buying expensive ass shoes, but my feet/ posture require them. ergonomically sound shoes for work aren’t cheap. the heels i do like? not cheap. sneakers that don’t make my feet cry out in cramping? not cheap at all.

so i guess i’d better hustle this money up, right? lol. i was doing some figuring. there’s not one single pair of shoes or sneakers i’ve been checking out that cost less than seventy dollars. i remember back in the days of parade of shoes (remember them?), i was racking up on stuff i could wear to work. now, it’s like earth or dansko… or nothing. i hate that, kinda. naturalizer isn’t cheap. new balance? not cheap. & let’s not discuss my love of nikes, which has resurfaced just as i’m too busy paying bills to cop a new pair every paycheck. this is annoying, at best.

i went to lane bryant the other day, tryna find some jeans. first of all, these motherfuckers are charging $50++ for polyester tunics. since when is that okay? second, what’s the deal w/ everything having a stupid permanent cuff or crease? can i just get some regular straight leg average-length dark fucking denim? something that isn’t uber super show-the-crack-of-my-ass low rise? & maybe, just maybe, are there wide-legged dress pants that don’t have a full-on natural waist? i’ve got a short torso. that shit doesn’t look right on me. gah.

if i had a sewing machine & enough time, i swear . . .

sometimes it seems that my style is being guided by the companies that make the clothes. i love old navy’s more grownup looking clothing; they stopped selling it in stores so i’m forced to do my shopping inside. whomever decided to remove the plus sizes from the stores is pretty much an idiot. there are plenty women who’ve not been able to try on the plus sized clothes simply because there was a 2 year (or more) test period where only certain stores carried these items. if you aren’t generally certain how the clothes fit you, how on earth are you gonna feel comfortable/ confident buying the shit online? i’m hoping to turn to more indie designers, or smaller apparel companies in the future. right now, though, i feel bound by my amount of disposable income in addition to the dress code at my job. it isn’t terribly strict, but some things aren’t okay.

but, as my personal style evolves, i’m better able to make smart choices. i know where to find the $10 jeans at ross and the cleverly hidden perry ellis trench coats at burlington. ;)

bargain fashionistas, stand up! i know it’s not right — someone probably lost their finger trying to make the anorak i just bought — but until i find better quality plus clothes in the thrift stores i frequent, & until i start making my own clothes, this is how it’s gonna be.

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