went into Manhattan yesterday to meet someone at the Ace hotel and this is what i wore. people wonder if i feel weird in public wearing something outrageous (really though... i don't think this is a crazy outfit but some people just don't get the shoes), but honestly i usually don't! when people are staring at me, i kind of like it to be honest. it's empowering to know that i've chosen to walk out in public sporting something that not a lot of people would venture to wear. example: today i got off the subway pretty early to meet this person, so i walked into the JC Penny in Manhattan Mall and i-kid-you-not, these two young guys by the escalators were laughing at me! like... people DO that!! i couldn't believe it! so i smiled and waved at them which just added fuel to the fire and they laughed even more. well! i brought a good giggle to these two boring individuals, and that is something i am proud of!
what i'm not proud of though, is that at the end of the day i walked perhaps all the way from the subway to my apartment door with my entire right butt cheek exposed. i don't usually wear thongs with dresses but i was rushing out the door yesterday morning and forgot to switch them up. i realized this mishap right when i got to the door and i reached to pull my purse around and felt my skirt length going higher and higher toward the back until my knuckles grazed skin. i let out an "eek!" and frantically started un-bunching my dress hem while i turned around to see a young Hispanic man who smiled at me as i shoved my hand into my purse and pulled out my keys and threw myself into my apartment. if YOU saw a girl unintentionally exposing her bottom, would you do the right thing??
(trifted rayon dress, Wilfred cropped sweater, Underground Originals creepers)
(my favourite lipstick: MAC's Lady Danger).
(jan. 13th. cropped Wilfred sweater from Aritzia, Cooperative scarf from Urban, heat-tech shirt from Uniqlo and plaid zip-front Marc by Marc skirt).
