More Fish Fun

 

 

 

     SO-last semester I took a photojournalism course with the wonderful Maggie Steber who has photographed for a slew of publications including National Geographic. She was incredibly liberal when it came to our final project (you'll see exactly how liberal after you see this) and allowed me to do a fictional fashion story. Though it was more fiction that fashion, this project allowed me to really figure out how to manipulate a camera (at least for the beginner that I am, hah!). I love experimenting with artificial nonsense, marginally offensive coloration, and odd angles, so through this project I attempted to tie exactly those elements into a story that would in the end be what was only just a dream. The story is based on mockery of the "rags to riches"and "regular human to superhuman" story where a regular individual is swept off the streets and kidnapped by complete strangers as they attempt to transform that person into the super being of their choice. Of course, being myself, I couldn't do just that. That's simply too normal. So, I had a few thousand chats with my photo professor and twisted the story into one that would end in a new and absurdly baffling/almost-irritating-because-you-wished-she-was-a-superhero kind of way. I did Morgan's (the main character) makeup and hair in all of four minutes as we scrambled into the School of Communication's restroom to allow her to throw her clothing on before the sun went down and I turned into a werewolf (actually, I needed a sunset scene that was a "Goldilocks 'Just Right'" setting for my mysteriously set photo shoot).
     The first outfit Morgan wears is a sheer, hot salmon, collared shirt tucked into a high slit maxi skirt tied to the side with combat boots and excessive jewelry to give her the boho chic, just-picked-off-the-street appeal. She then transitions into an "overly" super hero outfit with a black blazer with zippers around the waist, a black fur vest, a blue stretch shirt, a black leather leggings, blue pumps, and of course my favorite large black necklace. As she decides to toss the fancy schmancy threads, she hastily throws on a yellow artist tank under the black fur vest with my pink, spiked, seashell necklace and some Nikes with supa swagga that she just happened to own. Convenience at its finest. Enjoy the show, laugh at my novice photography skills, and as a fashion fish, use my incompetence to to make yourself look that much more competent.

Trouble Shooting for Your Esophagus

     "Katie, why on earth do you pull your hair back and cut it short?! Just shave it all off and get it over with, already!" Kind words such as these have been muttered to me by individuals who will remain unnamed for now and remain strangely applicable to the subject of cuffs and why you are going to go out right after this and purchase one.
     I am a necklace person. I wear giant, colorful necklaces that more than likely offend my employers, family members, and friends alike. I like to serve myself a big cup of lazy in the morning and perceivably spruce a rather ordinary outfit with an beautifully obnoxious statement necklace. Today was the day I did not feel like doing that. I no longer felt the urge to sport a heavy, jangling accessory around my throat. Instead, I reached into my drawer and grabbed a cuff. This gold cuff is absolutely overwhelmed with beautifully colored fake gems of every conceivable kind. It stays put on my arm, makes no noise, and could serve as an excellent defense mechanism. So, with my hot salmon colored sweater (that seems to be my color nowadays), army green pants, and nude flats with an unexpected hind bejeweling, I threw on my new cuff. No necklace, no nothin'. 
    The point I am trying to relate to my hair cut story will make sense within approximately twelve seconds. Basically, if you want to go for the less-is-more, low maintenance look that girly mothers usually disapprove of, throw on a cuff. Another favorite of mine, though I do not know if it yet exists, is a rounded off, concave, nude, plastic cuff to go with everything. A color that many people may associate with nothingness that also may provoke thoughts such as "why are you even wearing it if I can barely see it" can actually bring any outfit out. Instead of wearing a newly old-fashioned silver bracelet with a pop color outfit, throw on a nude cuff or bangle. Rather than showing people that you are Bar Mitzvah ready, you will find people appreciating your newly chic style.
     The moral of the story remains this: cuffs sporting million dollar jewels and even simple ones may now both reside peacefully on the bare arm of any accessory-frustrated individual. Wear them while taking a law exam, wear them to accounting class (I just did), wear them to dinner, and wear cuffs with a newly and happily freed esophagus.

I'm out.

So...I'M BACK to Restart and Now I Love SCARVES

     Though it has been a while since my last post, I am back in school, back on track, refraining from excessive drug abuse, and ready to resume bloggedy blogging. In the past few months, I have found my mind subconsciously deciding to nudge me in the scarf-loving/generically European direction. This mindset and lifestyle is all inclusive of comfortable, all concealing, flowing fabrics that I pair with just about everything. 

     Dressing like a man is apparently in these days, and I like to spend my time outfitting my body to match that of a male homosexual or an on-the-edge European. This dress, for me, is usually demonstrated through the wearing of slouchy, cuffed jeans, a plain t-shirt, and superb black satin and patent leather Converse like sneakers. I throw scarves, just as the one pictured (by Tasha), around my neck in a choker hold that would allow any passerby to easily and successfully cut off my air flow and send me to the ground unconscious. And who doesn't want that? 

     Although the female wearing the beautiful scarf I treasure looks thoroughly displeased to be photographed with such a piece of fabric around her neck, I wear it with a smile and orange lipstick (only on the occasional Tuesday, though). I have discovered, after pairing the two colors together, that this female looks unhappy because of her lack of the extra pop color. Fashion today is not only about one pop color, but more recently about two and a neutral, offsetting tone. If bright lipstick sinks your sail boat throw on a chunky necklace on with that bright scarf. I like to wear my pastel pink, spiky seashell necklace that has everyone calling me Pebbles but many people may consider a simple chain necklace wrapped around a few times to be more than sufficient. Wear scarves on the weekend. Wear scarves with a casual dress. Wear scarves with no weekend or casual dress. Any way you want it, scarves are what you need it (that variation of the song doesn't really work, but my point has been quite made).