Gold and red reminds me of royalty; Kings, Queens, Empresses and Emperors all dressed to the nines and ordering beheadings and demanding more cake. You’ve seen this gold brocade top before from this post and I paired it with PHO sizzle‘s I Heart Parasols dress. I like wearing dresses as skirts, it pretty much means, in my case, that I have three times as many skirts as I previously thought. I also brought out my old Matrix trench coat, black tights and my red booties to bring a more wintery feel to this bold outfit. I like the amount of layering in this outfit, and I do enjoy layering!!
Gold Brocade Top: thrifted Trench Coat: thrifted Dress worn as skirt: PHO sizzle Boots: custom made in Hoi An Earrings: gift from my sister Sunnies: Market in Shanghai
I’m slowly gearing up for selling PHO sizzle threads at markets in May and getting another shipment of designs, and trying to finalize the designs for my Australian Spring/Summer 2015 collection, which I hope I will have ready to be sold by September this year, after having a kick arse fashion show, of course.
Happy Hump Day!
I gotta tell ya, I wasn’t feeling this weeks theme. I mean, I thought about what clothing apparently defines a hipster in the modern day and realized I am, at all times, wearing at least one piece of ‘hipster’ clothing. So how is that a challenge? I thought about the word and its kinda negative connotations: “aww man, he’s such a fucking hipster, have you seen his beard?” “I liked kimchi before the fucking hipsters stole it.” (true story) “Schlomo was cool before he went all hipster.” etc etc. And, the thing that got me, is, generally the people complaining about hipsters, are, in fact, by definition, hipsters themselves. And that got me thinking about labels and the concept of dressing to an apparent label anyway, are we in an American High School movie? Is that what life is? And another thing, I mean, if hipsters are dressing ironically anyway, isn’t this weeks theme pretty much people dressing ironically of someone dressing ironically? Too much! It’s like inception. So, I resisted the urge to wear my glasses and pretty vintage dresses and carry a soy latte and claim it was suddenly more hipster than what I usually wear and decided to research the term ‘hipster’ instead.
First I came across this and considered doing the 2002 clothing definition of hipster, but I didn’t have a snapback which seemed vital to pulling off the look. And being male would have helped too.
Then I wikipedia-ed (verb? can it be a verb?) the origin of the term and was pleasantly surprised. So, I then thought about trying for a 1940s subculture look, but, unfortunately I couldn’t find enough female inspiration. Then, I read a bit more and thought, “hmm, if hipsters in the 1940s were the jazz hounds, then, in the 1950s they would have been the beatniks!” And HUZZAH, found my niche! Hipster Version 2.0! Beats! Which means, that the hipster we see today in 2014 is surely about Hipster Version 9?
The Beat Generation and the literature that goes with it is one of my favorite eras, even with its lack of prominent female writers, it is still an amazing era for literature! Kerouac, Ginsberg, Burroughs and Cassady really captured the vibrancy of 1950s New York, and tell me that you read their stuff and don’t wish that you could have hung out with them at parties in the Village! This is one of my favorite photos of them:
Anyway, for this beatnik look I decided to go for more of a Ned Flanders’s Mom look, and the stereotypical costume of a female beat. Black turtleneck sweater, round glasses, beret and jeans. I considered digging out my old beat literature buried under several boxes in the shed, but then, my djembe was easier to reach. Why do I have a djembe you ask? Me and my gorgeous friend Lani that you know from this post took some lessons at least 10 years ago. Not quite bongo drums, but same effect. Oh, and all through my wikipedia binge this morning, I got onto Teddy Girl fashion, which I will be revisiting quite soon for inspiration! Fucking Wow! But for now, Jacqui goes beat!
Sweater: stolen from my Mum’s closet Beret: bought on the streets of Istanbul Jeans: thrifted Necklace: gifted from my wonderful Bear friend Sunnies: Jay Jays
Anyway, so that is my take on Hipster. Here is me losing my shit in hysterics cos I am sitting in a tree, dressed as a beatnik playing a djembe.
And here is me and Hugo, the Beat dog!
Don’t forgot to check out the other Aussie Curvettes and their take on hipster.
Guess what? Fugly Monday is here again! But not really, cos y’all have this Monday off for that whole Easter thing! So, it should be deemed Lovely Monday this week cos most of you will be chilling at home and catching up on your reading of my blog. But, for the sake of this segment, I shall show you how I styled this epically patterned blouse I dug up at the Op Shop, on a half off ‘yellow tags’ day which meant, I think it was… $2? Oh… and yeh, I totally spelled fugly wrong in the pic above. Can I be fucked changing it? Nahhhh….
I’m pretty sure this shirt would have had a matching skirt at some point and was worn as a ‘power dressing’ ensemble in the early 90s. I ripped the shoulder pads out as soon as I got home – a key indicator that it was from the early 90s, late 80s. And you know, if it did have a matching skirt, I would have totally bought that too! But, alas, perhaps the owner held onto the skirt, or, it is long lost.
Instead of buttoning it up and wearing it as a work shirt, as it was surely intended to be, I thought I was adapt it into a more street style look. I paired it with my black zip down top you’ve seen in my West Lake Sunset post in Hanoi and my fawn colored suede skirt I got made in Hoi An that I’ve worn quite a few times (here and here and here to name a few). With my silver chainmail necklace, chunky earrings, and my freshly blue dyed hair, it was a neutral outfit, with my hair standing out the most.
Shirt: thrifted Zip Down Top: ? Dunno… Skirt: custom made in Hoi An, Vietnam Shoes: thrifted Hair: Fudge
Wearing shirts like this, that were originally probably meant as office attire, is a fun way to breath new life into old clothes. I am a big fan of the 90s belly tie-up, but even just wearing it loose as a form of cardi adds an interesting element to most outfits. The amount of shirts like this is thrift stores is rampant at the moment, and they are so versatile! My advice would be, get on it!
I have a bit of a fetish for cable knit sweaters, I don’t quite know why, I think they remind me of childhood? Anyway, when I saw this adorable cable knit sweater made in Scotland from 100% Scottish wool and a cute emblem of the Scottish emblem of the thistle on the front, I had to buy it! Luckily it was for sale, with the tags as new, at the thrift store for only $5!
I kinda felt sorry for this sweater, I mean, I can guess what happened. Someone bought it in Scotland and brought it back to Australia for some relative as a souvenir from their trip, and the relative said ‘thank you’ and then dropped it off at the Op shop at the closest possible change. Poor sweater! Luckily, I was there to buy it and love it! I like that Scotland has the thistle as it’s national flower too, I mean, it’s a pretty hardcore plant, but pretty too!
Sweater: thrifted Jeans: LC Waikiki from Istanbul 2010
Anyway, I hope everyone has a nice long weekend and does whatever one does during the Easter period. I’m feel remarkably better after my cathartic Madame Butterfly post from yesterday, funny how creativity does that! Like, whatever emotion I am struggling with, anger, sadness, whatever, I can draw, sketch, take outfit photos or write, and I get it out, all of it out! It is a good talent to have. Also, my cold is pretty much gone! Huzzah!
Easter, and Good Friday are generally a bit hard for me. While I do not follow any organized religion I do think and agree that Good Friday is a time to reflect and think about life, and I have done that for at least 3 years now. That generally means the day isn’t so very fun, and this year it meant my sense of saudade was pretty damn high yesterday…as well as still having a cold.
It’s strange to feel something like homesickness when you live back in your home country, and I don’t know if there is a word to describe that longing feeling for other places and other people and the deep sense of melancholy that wishing for a teleporter almost breaks your head in half. And the feelings of longing and waiting are killing me. I don’t think it helped that I listened to Madame Butterfly before taking these outfit photos. Madame Butterfly, the loosely adapted Vietnamese War version Miss Saigon and the lesser known homosexual-in-Communist-China version M.Butterfly are all favorite stories of mine. Perhaps I could say it’s cos I lived in Asia for 5 years that I relate to the stories, or, I could just be a sucker for tragedy and the ‘fallen woman‘ character, but anyway, it probably wasn’t the best day to re-explore my love for this story-line cos I ended up feeling so much longing for my fiance and hating the fact I can’t teleport. At least I got to dress up prettily and explore my feelings creatively! Yay!
I am wearing a cheap aztec printed knit that I don’t even know where I got it from, and my red skirt from Senegal that you’ve seen before in this post when Nikki took some pictures in Moonee Ponds. Oh, yeah, and my hair is blue now – appropriate for this melancholy post. So, I’ll leave you with some of my favorite Madame Butterfly and spin-off quotes.
“Tonight, I’ve finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.”
― David Henry Hwang, M. Butterfly
“I’ve heard that abroad, if a man captures a butterfly, he pierces it with a pin and sticks it on a board.” - Madame Butterfly
So there you have my melancholy outfit for the day, if you haven’t listened to the opera Madame Butterfly, or the musical Miss Saigon, you should, they are very very good. And M.Butterfly? It’s one of my favorite movies! Watch it! Jeremy Ironsssss??!!!
Ever since my time in Hanoi, I have no issue with wearing pajamas around. In fact, now I work from home, it is sometimes hard to get dressed. I don’t quite have the balls to go to the corner store in my pajamas like I did when I was in Hanoi, but I am actually quite fascinated by the pajama fashion of Vietnam. If I had been able to speak better Vietnamese I would have taken loads more street style pics of those glorious matching two pieces that Vietnamese women would wear around at all times of day and not only in their homes. I kinda like it. No one cared! No one cared in the slightest what you were wearing, and it was quite different from Istanbul where you had to be dressed more ‘respectably’ most of the time.
Anyway, I am sick. Illing. Sickly. I can’t quite say it’s the cold of death, cos it isn’t, but it has left me tired and lethargic since about Tuesday. I have a theory that I am sick cos my fiance in Senegal is sick and some how I caught his cold. Kinda like a husband who puts on weight when his wife is pregnant? I don’t know how possible it is to catch a cold from skyping with someone, but I would like more investigation to be done about it.
Sweater: thrifted Hot Air Balloon PJs: Target Slippers: Target
So here is my pajama styling on this Good Friday, and I’m covering my face cos my eyes are red and puffy from sneezing and coughing. I hope everyone has a lovely Easter. I’ll be recouping with naps, chocolate and possibly some sketching.
Until I was about 10, my favorite color was yellow. At about age 10 I changed my favorite color to purple and then flip flopped around until I settled on red. I haven’t changed since, red is still certainly my favorite color. And, anyone who has taught ESL to kiddies knows that having a favorite color is important, so don’t scoff it! Anyway, I thought for this throwback I would look at all the outfits I have had in this blog featuring yellow, my original favorite color, and my wonderful fiance’s favorite color.
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A recent Aussie Curves Second Hand post with a yellow tee I turned into a crop top.
Wearing a great yellow skirt in Istanbul in 2012 when I went back to visit friends. Two great friends and I explored Kuzguncuk and spend the day exploring. It was fantastic!
A amazingly bright yellow dress that I bought in Thailand and is now covered in holes, but I still wear it as resort wear or beach clothing. This was in my 2013 Tet holiday in Mui Ne.
Ah yes, remember this insane ruffle-tastic top that my tailor Red Pearl made me? Lemon colored clothing… hmmm, not so sold on it.
Having a lovely day in sunny Hanoi smoking nargile and chilling with friends at La Salsa in Tay Ho. This striped dress has some yellow on it, so I thought I’d include it.
Wearing that mustard top I wore a lot last Autumn just before I left Hanoi.
Still kicking that mustard top with a tribal skirt and enjoying a delicious breakfast at Hanoi Social Club.
Gee Wizz! There it is again! Hahahah. This time I’m pairing it with a beautiful red dress I got made in Hoi An and my great ankle boots.
Ahh yes, the beginning of the 90s phase I am still deeply in. This was earlier this year when I bought this great frock from the Op Shop!
Ahhh yes, my recent rant about me and my fiance and when I should have been able to wear this dress, but now I can’t. Still love it though.
Ohh, this is an old one when me and Tutu when to HCM’s museum in Hanoi. Love the primary colors in this outfit, and the memories of such a good day.
This one is pretty old too! A day when me and Sam hung around Hanoi, played backgammon and bought some bamboo furniture. Good day too!
So, there you go. 12 outfit posts I’ve worn yellow in. Isn’t that amazing? Gosh, I didn’t even realize I owned that much yellow! Hahah.
As you may or may not know, April 15th brings the first of four blood moons (called a tetrad) in a short space of time, prophecies are running rampant and apparently everyone’s astrological influence is going nuts too. Jezebel sum it up nicely with this article. While I don’t care so much about what some old dude from some organized religion waffles on about the Apocalypse, I was interested in how I could do a gothic inspired look and tie it in with ye olde blood moon. I sat and brainstormed, and brainstormed some more. Then I just gave up on trying to do a ‘blood moon’ inspired look and just went into my trusty old 90s love. So, this was going to be an epic blood moon inspired outfit, but now it’s just normal 90s Jacqui. I thought I’d try and pull some demonic, possessed faces to look like I was being influenced by the madness of the moon, and now I have a favorite new expression:
Tee Hee heee heeee!
Love it! You know what I don’t love? Not having a lip liner for this MAC Fixed on Drama lipstick! Scowl Scowl! I desperately need a lip liner with this type of color, so please, don’t judge too harshy, I thought my badly applied lack of lip liner might add to the whole frenetic, apparent apocalyptic look anyway.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to see the moon from where I am in Melbourne, but, the moon rises at 5:49 pm and the eclipse ends at 7.33pm, so, we maaaay be able to see something if there aren’t clouds. I hope, I’ve never seen one before!
Shirt: thrifted Vest: thrifted Hat: I don’t remember Glasses: Jay Jays Boots: custom made in Hoi An Tights: Voodoo Skirt: custom made in Hoi An Lipstick: M.A.C Fixed on Drama
Astrologically, (and you know I do go a bit into astrology from time to time, remember my Saturn Returns post?) this blood moon apparently “will activate a new life cycle that will elevate and connect us with the perfect people at the perfect times and for the perfect reasons. This cycle is all about the prosperity of partnerships and quality of life enhancements that come through valuable relationships, existing and new.” (from here) And that doesn’t sound too bad… but, it is interesting to read about all the significant events that have happened during eclipse, and get a bit spooked.
So, you people in other countries, do you plan to watch the moon tonight?
So, I must admit something… I had to google what Body Con meant for this week’s Aussie Curves challenge. I was there going “Body Confidence? Body Contouring? Body Condiments?(YUM! I would so just love to cover myself in mustard for the sake of a blog post!) Body Confucius? Body Con Air? (‘Put the bunny back in the box!’) I mean, I do like fashion and style a lot, but, there are many things I don’t know (much like John Snow), and Body Con was one of them. Once I looked at some Body Con dresses, and read about the apparent inventor Herve Leger I figured it out. So, Body Conscious dresses. Hmm, I snuffled about my wardrobe and remembered this gem from the op shop many moons ago.
Usually I wouldn’t buy something like this from the op shop, because the cost per wear is too high, but, I remember it being cheap (under $10) and I planned to wear it to a costume party going as Pats from Ab Fab. For some reason I didn’t go to that costume party and now have this amazing dress that I shan’t let go of, cos, it is good to whip out as a ‘look at me, look at me’ (totally quoting Julia Stiles talking to her little sister, who I shall call Alex Mac, in the movie 10 things I hate about you here) dress for special occasions. So, even though I am going directly against my own advice in my Top 5 thrifting tips, this dress still stays in my life for when I want to be the absolute sparkliest gal at the party.
My flower crown is from Hanoi last year when I was selling them at Piknic Electronik and had a giveaway for 1 and my glasses are from Jay Jays. Loving the 90s frames! I also thought I’d make this outfit less (or more, depending on which way you look at it) insane by wearing my red ankle boots from Hoi An. The red lips are pretty much mandatory when one wears red (I think) and I’m digging wearing red lipstick after my post last week celebrating my 333rd blog post!
So yeh, now I know what Body Con means, and that Karl Lagerfield thought the word Peugnet was too difficult for Yanks to pronounce.! Sometimes I wonder about my surname when I marry my Senegalese fiance… It is certainly going to be butchered by the Aussie accent, but, maybe not too badly, and I do still want his surname.
Don’t forget to check out the other lovely Aussie Curves ladies Body Con challenge!
I’m lucky enough to participate in Elena’s Share in Style blog post with the theme Flowers. Elena is from the great blog My Name is Peggy Sue and has amazingly beautiful and cute outfits. Now, with the theme of flowers, I have done so many posts before with floral themes and flower crowns that I wanted to do something simple and flowery for this post, and I wanted to try out some interesting and cool temporary tattoos for your eyes from the brand Rock Beauty London. So, I do have flowers, on my skirt, on my eye tattoos and on my head, but this also has a bit of a Red Riding Hood Twist as I sport a velvet jacket from my great grandmother’s closet. That means this jacket is at least 100 years old! Wow!
Jacket: from my Great Grandmother Skirt: thrifted Tights: Voodoo Shoes: Dotti Flower Crown: DIY Eye Tattoo: Eye Rock
Now, take a look at how beautiful Elena looks in her flower outfit! I’m so jealous of her shirt, and the sunny weather in Spain!! :’( She is such a style inspiration for me and has the most adorable clothes. My Name Is Peggy Sue is certainly a blog worth checking out, to see fun and distinctive style of Elena.
Anyway, if you want to join our Share-In-Style, just put your blog on the In Linkz tool at the bottom :D. Remember, the theme is flowers and we’d love to see what you come up with Please also link back to spread the love.