SCARY PUMPKINS

Someone should anonymously send this to me for Halloween. Pnut Jewelry is looooooove.

Where The Wild Things Are

I am thoroughly intrigued by this new collection at Urban Outfitters. Where The Wild Things Are is a collaboration between Brooklyn designer Mary Meyer and Urban Outfitters that has produced some very interesting pieces with childlike drawing inspired patterns, easy shapes and fabrics to wear, and adds a versatile edge to your wardrobe without liberating your savings from a ceramic pig.

I caved, and ended up buying these leggings...I couldn't resist the pattern- it also reminds me of Charlie Brown...but the wide cuffs and waistband made the pajama pant appeal too hard to resist. Plus they're better than boring black leggings, and cheaper than American Apparel. Haha. Sorry for the lack of pictures, Urban Outfitters has a terrible habit of using Adobe Flash Player and thus foils my attempts to hijack photography.

Also, the Hope Marion by Lizzie Fortunato Collection has exceeded my expectations and I am blown out of the water by the "Lizzie Fortunato-Lite" version of her jewelry. I believe that this collection is a partnership with her sister...but my memory is failing today.

Either way, take a look at the "Where The Wild Things Are" and "Hope Marion by Lizzie Fortunato" Collections at Urban Outfitters.

I worry about praising Urban Outfitters too often, I'm afraid their propaganda nation will expand, and the world of fashion will collapse into itself.

But I think its safe to get excited about the Mega-Corp. just this one time

ASH

I just bought these looooovely pair of black leather wedge booties by Ash, therefore completing my endless search for THOSE black wedge boots. I was determined this year to find a pair that didn't have deadly high heels, were a little bit rock and roll, and comfortable to walk in - I live in the city. And alas, I have found them!


So far they're really comfortable to walk in, and the zipper in the back totally sold me on these guys. I really had my heart set on the Tristan Blair Leiza Wedges, but the heels are too treacherous for Boston streets (or maybe I'm just a wimp sometimes) But these are completely rocker-worthy and will be a staple in my fall wardrobe. Along with a radical Rag & Bone tuxedo vest creation that I will post pictures of later on...

farewell my friends, it is time to travel westward.

End of an Era

I'm not going to say much more about this other than I'm ashamed to be an alumni of a school that lets something like this happen.

DAMN THE MAN, SAVE THE EMPIRE!