Excuse the horrible pun in the title. Taking this opportunity to further procrastinate on making revisions to my English paper on Romanticism vs. Realism, I've decided to write about a new clothing obsession! Since in the past, I've made decisions to neglect this blog thinking that I'll write about my new style favorites and two weeks later I start seeing it everywhere; there was feathers, tamer versions of an Amy Winehouse beehive, and countless other instances. This time, cruel world, you will not triumph
Was that weird?
Ah, it's really is nice to be back.
This may spark some negative feedback, but damn I just have to get this off my chest; I love fur. I love the look of real fur, but I just can't get over the fact that it was once a living breathing little creature with feet (tiny little feet!) and eyes. The only fur thing I own is my grandmother's mink wrap, and since it's vintage I feel as if it would kind of be a waste not to wear it. Over the top, floor length furs are definitely not what I'm talking about when I say I like fur. J-Lo is definitely not the look I'm going for
. What I'm really looking to buy next is a nice faux leopard print coat or something equally simple. Oh fur, why must you be so tempting?
Fur has popped up in many different designer's Pre-Fall collections in all different forms (my favorite being the embellishment), which I'm sure is going to have PETA all up in arms. So I will most definitely be poking around my local Goodwill and the like for some vintage furs or some nice fakes. Now if only I could find a fake of that blue Nina Ricci number...
As I was lurking Etsy trying to figure out the newest way to spend money, I stumbled across Cherry Pick Vintage
, a shop that is offering two gorgeous faux-fur coats (and many other lovely items) that are woe, too small for yours truly.
This coat...this coat is my dream. Versatile, neutral colored, and faux. I think I actually did have a dream about it last night. Along with a scary denim jumpsuit that in a state of severe grogginess when my mom came to wake me I thought was standing by itself in the doorway next to her.
Anywinehouse, I don't have enough to buy it and even if I did, it's sized all wrong for me at an XS-S. Curse my need to eat! My skinny sisters, snatch it up
before I have to force
myself to go on a diet consisting solely of baby food and crack. Does crack even make you lose weight? I haven't exactly been keeping up on the side effects of the narcotics du jour.
Obviously the more formal of the two, I would find a way to rock this all day, everyday. Can you believe that I just quoted Cha Cha Diva? Oh of course you can. It reminds me somehow of the one my gran gifted me, so I won't be buying such a close match anytime soon. You can find it here
And before anyone decides to spam my comments with links to PETA videos of live animals being skinned, let me just inform you that I've seen those videos and I think they're appalling(as any normal human being would). Doesn't mean I'm not allowed to covet the fakes and be inspired by the real thing!
PS: What do you think about me changing my url? I want to change it to dilemmathederelictacrobat.blogspot.com, but I'm not sure. It will be the same blog, same Dilemma, just a different home.
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