This morning, I put on a striped sweater.  Something told me that was not the route to go down today.  Normally I would say “screw it” and wear the sweater, but this inclination was a pretty strong one. 

When I stepped foot outside at 1:10pm to go to the park, I was slammed in the face with 96 degree heat.  

What in thee hell?!?!?!

Let’s just say that I was extremely happy that I decided to opt out of that sweater.  

The “necklace” I have on is actually a knotted belt that I snagged at the dollar sale.  It’s bright, so naturally I had to pick it up. 

Shirt & Necklace: Thrifted

Jeans: Forever 21

Shoes: Urban Outfitters

 

Working next to the LaBrea Tarpits and LACMA has its subtle benefits.  I love the fact that I can cross the street and be in several totally different environments.  The place I was today looks down on a rain forest-esque portion of the Tarpits.  The architecture is really interesting up there. 

 

I hope you had a cooler day than I did.  If not, what are you doing to keep from melting?

 

Nothing prompting that title, really; I’m just excited for the new Metallica album.  

I was watching Project Runway reruns with dudeguy last night (I make him watch it with me) and the “design for the designers” episode was on.  For those of you who don’t watch (shame!), one of the designers was given the task of creating a look for another one of the designers inspired by the punk musical genre.  Because dudeguy is a former punk rocker (because they never really get out of it), I knew he would find this episode ripe and ready for critique.  I was right.  

“Babe, is this punk rock?”

He was offended.  Mostly because this look was very cliche and really had nothing to do with punk rock or what punk rockers did.  I asked him what he would have done differently.

“Shit, I don’t know.  Probably glued pigeon feathers in his hair.  This isn’t punk.  Punk is when you just do shit.  Not because it’s cool or you think it looks good.  Like growing a mustache on the side of your face…or…or…”

He was overwhelmed with upset.  My eyes started to glaze lightly.  I’ve heard this tirade before and, while it is entertaining, I know where it’s usually going to end up.

I may not know much about they actual style that o.g. punk rockers would approve of, but I did get something right.

“Now THOSE are punk rock.”

Score one for me.  Not that I was looking for points, but positive reinforcement is always nice.  

Henley: American Eagle

Jeans: Forever 21

Very punk rock shoes: Doc Martens

I’m going to the Jet Rag dollar sale tomorrow in hopes of finding something similar to this:

I want need this dress.  Wish me luck!