I can’t post for a while.
I won’t be able to for a few days actually.
I’m spending time numbing my face… :)
What is with 40 year old women getting pregnant and popping out even more children than they must already have? It’s really disgusting to think about them trying to wear the current maternity fashions.
I don’t even want to think about it.
This is how I ACTUALLY left my house. Pretty spiffy. Sorry to hide my face again, I just can’t stand looking at it through this horrid webcam quality. I’m working on getting a pretty new Nikon, so stay put. The camera I am holding is named Holga. She’s a beauty.
Jacket: Vintage Member’s Only (1980’s)
Shirt: Vintage Camp shirt that is older than I am
Jeans: Probably Hot Topic, it’s impossible to find decent black jeans anywhere else.
Shoes: Steve Madden
Anyway, I felt so fucking awesome in my Member’s Only jacket! It’s from the 1980’s! And it’s a guys jacket, which makes it super cool. It’s tiny! A bit large on me, but still looks great. I’m really happy that I bought it ages ago. I haven’t had much of a chance to wear it, seeing as there was snow storm after snow storm and I’m sensitive to cold.
Enough whining, I think I looked great. Somehow I’ve got this uncanny ability to dress everyone around me, but myself, well. So I’m working on it.
Basically, this is overly hip. And I’m not sure how to get rid of the scenester quality to it…
I was in the car with my mother. And I kept my hair curly.
Scarf: Some Indie store in the UK
Jacket: Billabong from Zumiez
Glasses: Risky Business from Urban Outfitters
Shirt (Not visible): Urban Outfitters
The outfit seemed drab, so I put on a striped shirt, yes or no?
Shirt: Forever 21
Jeans: Guess
Cowboy Boots: Thrifted
Bag: Stolen from mother’s closet
I had a lot of fun in this get-up. I know that living in the Mid West (region) makes it kind of cliche for me to wear cowboy ANYTHING, but I felt like being a Utah staple. Granted, I live in the Upper Avenues (the rather trendy place to live), nonetheless I felt like getting Cowboy boots, it was one of those in the moment splurges. I was rather upset that I didn’t have a black bag to wear with this outfit but I think the mismatching leathers make it what it is. Pure, unadulterated glory.
I hope to get some RED cowboy boots soon, but they’re really hard to find in my size, actually, everything is. I’m 4’11” and it makes looking cool, really hard.
Anyway, I’m excited to try the boots with some other outfits, I’m sure I’ll look ridiculous though. Oh well, that’s the true beauty of them.
My name is Ilana Sivachenko, and I reside in a cultural black-hole known as Utah. Though there’s not much besides a religion here, I manage to have fun and experience art, music and life. I’m not your average teenager, I wear sunglasses at night and Nietzsche shirts to be “ironic”. I frequent concerts and art galleries with my faithful troupe of friends. This blog is about street style, politics, life, music and whatever else I choose to rant about.
Enjoy.