So, in an effort to re-boot/be more consistent with my blogging, here’s a Halloween recap!
There were many parties, some pumpkin carving, delightful baked goods, and so on… ENJOY!
LOVE ALWAYS, THE ZOMNEYS
First things first, sorry it has taken so very long for another post. I’ll be better about it in the future. Stress at work and other aspects of everyday finally caught up to me.
Now that that’s taken care of! Last night we went to a Los Campesinos! show downtown. They were absolutely awesome. If you have never heard of them, I suggest you give at least their first album a listen. The venue, Bardot, is extremely intimate which makes for a great live-music experience. But, as one Yelper put it, “Bardot is a little confused. It markets itself as a music venue, but mostly just straddles the line between club and lounge. There’s a difference between clubbers and concert goers, and when the politics of club life are forced on patrons who are only there (and have paid) to see a specific artist, problems are bound to emerge.” And they did. At one point, some clown was enjoying their very expensive bottle service and just walked up to a guitarist to ask if his girlfriend could sing at their concert in the middle of a song. Something that has always baffeled me about Miami life is how entitled some people get. Just because you paid way too much for a bottle of Ketel One, doesn’t mean everyone in the surrounding area is at your beck and call.
The best aspect of Bardot is that it is situated in the heart of the design district. Which, in addition to being wildly expensive for the most part, is also prime real estate for Miami artistry. The walls of store fronts, factories, clubs, bars, restaurants, and furniture stores alike are covered in some of Miami’s best art work. For Miami locals interested in touring this street art show first hand, I suggest the Wynwood Art Walk.
Also, I wore a cupcake dress.
ANWAYS! Hope you enjoyed this latest adventure. Feel free to like Closetries on Facebook and follow me on Twitter! AND a special thanks to Michael Reinaldo for his help taking pictures, he is quite a talent.
I want to start with this brief disclaimer: Bonnaroo is not perfect. People come back and tell everyone that Bonnaroo is this magical place where nothing bad could ever happen, and everyone has a great time, and everyone loves everyone; no douchebags allowed. This is NOT the case. If you are a Bonnaroo virgin (as I was this year), everything will most likely be terrible. You will never be prepared and don’t bother with your friends, they will not give you good advice. Your lungs will get coated in dust. Your feet will hurt. You will almost pass out in the hot, hot sun.
That being said, Bonnaroo was also awesome!
I played Adult Swim games, went camping for the first time, saw the cliffs of Manchester, and watched sets by The Avett Brothers, The Beach Boys, The Shins, Radiohead, The Roots, Childish Gambino (AKA Donald Glover), and many more.
Unfortunately the weather was less than ideal. For the first three days is was sweltering during the day and freezing at night. The first night, my beautiful blanket was stolen by someone who left a bottle of vodka in its place (so it wasn’t all bad). Then the last night it rained, meaning that the fourth day was spent sitting on the wet ground, and sloshing water out of tents.
There was quite a bit of time spent wearing bandit-hankies in an effort to save our sinuses from the “Roo-Flu”.
Other than the weather, the theft, and being unexpectedly hugged by strangers, it was a lovely weekend!
Also… What happened to Andre 3000?
Anyways, if there are any other Bonnaroovians reading this, let me know! I can add your fabulous photos to this post as well!
Sorry this post is so very overdue, but I have been incredibly busy lately. And not without good reason, tomorrow we leave for BONNAROO! In the big rush to get supplies together and pack appropriately, I haven’t had time for much else.
Luckily, some wonderful friends wrenched me away from my mess (much to Billie’s delight) for long enough to go on a thrifting binge.
Needless to say, I was reluctant to leave this kind of adorableness alone at home. Regardless, we made our way through both Douglas Gardens Thrift Store, and Flamingo Plaza, a shopping center in Hialeah, FL made up entirely of thrift stores and a Winn-Dixie.
This is what I managed to get for around fifty-bucks.
Ridiculous Pillbox hat that I will only ever wear alone in my room.
Circa 1980′s leather bag, metallic accents.
Grey, structured wristlet with mock pocket on front side.
Simple brown, leather shoulder bag
White button-down blouse with accents on the collar. Thinking about adding silver collar tips.
Old School Lord and Taylor button-down shirt with stitching along middle on either side of the button line.
I know that I swore off sequins, but this sweater was too awesome to pass up. I shall be wearing far less sequins than I have in the past.
In addition to this stuff I also got a red leather wallet that I’ll post a photo of at some point. Wish me luck on my first year at Bonnaroo!
Be sure to check out the upcoming Bonnaroo post at Sweat,Sun, and Things That Are Fun. More photos to come!
New dress came in the mail from Asos and I love it!
Unfortunately, a few of the other dresses I ordered just didn’t fit correctly. Shopping online, no matter how often you do it, opens a whole world of options, and specifically when shopping for plus sizes. One of the drawbacks, though, is that you can’t actually see how the products you’re spending your hard-earned money on actually look. Add to that the confusion when it comes to size translation (US sizes vs UK vs EURO), imagining colors/textures, and, you know, fiscal responsibilities.
I’ve spoken to a few friends that are hesitant to buy online (even now) because sometimes it can just be a pain in the ass. My advice? Practice: the more often you make purchases that you love, the closer you get to figuring out exactly the right fit for you. Which leads me to second point: Know your return policies! Just the other day I was burned by Evans (Come on! a 14-day return policy?!) and now I’m stuck with a pair of jeans that are 2 sizes too big.
More to come very soon (as my bank statement reminds me, on a daily basis)!
Also, please check out Sweat Sun and Things That Are Fun, a blog started by myself and three of the most amazing women in Miami (or at the very least, the coolest people in Aventura). There you’ll soon find reviews, vintage finds, Miami round-ups and a whole bunch of other goodies!
It’s not that I don’t have a closet full of clothes and, contrary to what my mother might have you think, it’s not that nothing fits. I just have no sense of what I look like when I leave the house. NOTHING looks good (at least, nothing I currently own).
In my vast shopping experience, and by that I mean 24 years worth, I have bought quite a bit of tacky shit. But 2012 has brought with it a bunch of changes that lead me to want to better myself, not any inner improvements, just unabashed, superficial, outer improvement.
Things that have changed in 2012:
- When I try on dresses in the fitting room I actually take off my jeans.
- I’ve stopped buying the first thing that fits, and started buying things that look good on me.
- I am no longer wearing sequins. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I am not Taylor Swift. No more sequins.
As I have nothing beautiful to wear as of today, here’s what my hair looked like!