Ok, I’ll admit all this talk of Coachella has unleashed the inner rocker/ flower child in me. But once again the fact that my parents were Dead Heads gives me slightly more authenticity (in my opinion anyways) than hipsters who are merely inspired by Uran Outfitter Ads and Lana Del Rey selfies. Hey, those images will no doubt be iconic representations for our generation years from now just as a Dancing Bear and a hippie chic headband from the 70’s but nothing irks me more than when I put together an outfit and someone says “oh that’s sooo Lana!” Don’t get me wrong, I totes adore her and haven’t listened to an album on repeat that much since Taylor Swift released Fearless but again, since I’ve grown up exposed to that culture my whole life I’d like to think that style is just me. Just in my fashion genes I suppose. Granted, I’m hardly a hipster and I don’t try to be, at least I don’t think I am. I like to think my style is more refined. Barbie is my biggest influence hands down and if I could go every day of my life rocking pink I would without a doubt. But alas, even Barbie changes it up every now and then and HEY MATEL OMG I just had an inspiration for you next doll! Flower Child Barbie! Yes!!!! Actually, now that I think about it I think that was already done back in the 70’s with a Midge doll. Something I’ll have to look into. I suppose a Coachella Barbie would suffice. Ugh, just please don’t give her a cropped top for goodness sake!
Oh, and note to self. Or rather note to labels…not all of us are super model size. And I’m not talking about waist size either. I find it extremely frustrating during the summer when I fall in love with a maxi dress or skirt only to find that an investment in alterations is absolutely necessary. I should have gotten this altered prior to wearing through this photo shoot today but alas I’ve had it for weeks now and couldn’t wait to debut it on the blog! However, I recently had a nightmare of an experience at the dry cleaners that resulted in the near destruction of my $1200 leather pants! (I only paid like $250 for them but that’s not the principle!) So excuse me for opting to drag something through the dirt as opposed to having it completely ruined all together. Plus, in all honest I kind of like carrying this skirt like a princess carrying a dress to a ball. Not to mention a little dust only adds personality to an already fabulous piece!