A Little Bit Stranger, A Little Bit Harder, A Little Bit Deadly

There seems to be much debate in the fashion blogosphere regarding comments. I’ve been reading a lot but not saying much. I don’t want to get too much into the whole thing here (Sally and her amazing readers cover it really well here) but I will speak to my personal feelings about comments. I like them. I admit, I get mostly positive ones here, and who doesn’t like a positive comment? I don’t care if it IS the same thing 20 people before you have already said, it’s nice when you say it, too. That said, I do get some negative ones. Sometimes I like to pull them out and address them in a later post. Sometimes I ignore them. Once or twice, they’ve made me really think. Sometimes they really bother me. But I’d rather have them once in a while than not have honest readers. And I love to get comments about my titles, which are song lyrics) as much as my clothes! I love when you guys get excited about that.



This dress is hands down my favorite silhouette for day wear. A short, floaty chiffon dress with a tank and leggings underneath mean you can see my shape, but not every bump. I feel confidant and pretty every time I wear this dress. I just wish I had 10 more just like it!



You know what I really like about wearing heels, and these boots in particular? The way they make everything jiggle just a little more when I walk. With every step, my thighs, my butt, my boobs, all the bits that make a lady a lady, wiggle and jiggle. I can almost hear the burlesque music in the background all day each time I so much as walk to the office kitchen for a cup of tea. Shake, Shake, Shake. It makes me feel sexier than just about anything else.



Saturday we went to see an art show, because our friends from Giggle Party were playing, and there was a full on punk rocker there. His motorcycle jacket was all studs and cones, so I went over to talk to him about it. I have some cones (and studs) that I bought a while back, but last time I tried to use them I got blisters and it was all in all too hard and unpleasant, but I’ve been wanting to put some on one or both of my biker jackets. He explained there was a very cheap tool that punched holes for the cones, and where to get it. So I’ve ordered that. Thanks Punk Rock Boy!



I’m forcing myself to wear something other than my Wendy B piece at least twice a week, since I own SO many perfectly wonderful pieces, but I got to tell you. I miss it when I wear something else. I just do.

Jacket, Old
Sweater, Proenza Schouler for Target
Dress, Target
Leggings, Target
Thigh High Socks, Sock Dreams
Boots, Matisse
Bag, Thrifted by husband
Dharma Wheel necklace, found by husband on the patio at Club Dada
Tassel Necklace, self made from craft store parts