A Conflicted Addiction

Firstly, and I swear this is somewhat relevant, my Kindle (touch) has become ill. It's not quite right. I want to read this book. No, you may not. Okay, I'd like to download a new book. No, you may not. At least it isn't rude about it, right? Unfortunately, and fortunately, I will be purchasing the new Kindle Paperwhite very soon.

This, abstractly, leads to my next topic.

In both junior high and high school I had a close knit group of friends, and when I wasn't talking or laughing or stalking boys with them, I was keeping to myself. Probably reading (See? Loosely related to the previous bit of rambling). I was never involved with the drama that was school and messy friendships, so I would go home and immerse myself in the cat fights and fast relationships of Laguna Beach, lusting over Stephen Colletti in all of my pre-teen glory. When the final episode aired, I was heart broken. But, The Hills soon came on to satiate my cravings for cat fights, fast relationships, and cute guys (Jason Wahler, Brody Jenner, and Justin Bobby - a man so great he needed two names *sigh*). Like all good things, this too came to an end.


 Then, Vanderpump Rules happened, reminding me of every covert occupation of my past, namely my secret fixation with someone else's cat fights, fast relationships, and cute guys. It's like Laguna Beach all over again, only with 30 somethings, bartenders, servers, and like always, cute guys (I choose Tom Schwartz).

I literally cannot get enough. I find myself counting down the days of the week until a new episode airs. I catch myself wondering what it would be like to be a 30 something year old server, with the type of personality that enjoys bickering and dating unfaithful boys, and having friends like the very hot and cold group working at Sur.

 As much as I love the show, and love to scream at Kristen to "JUST LEAVE TOM SANDOVAL ALREADY", I realize that I'm 100%, perfectly content with sitting at home and reading book after book in my (slow and defective) Kindle. It may not be as reliable as it once was, but it doesn't drag me around from relationship to relationship (both friendly and romantic), with unnecessary arguments, ugly work uniforms, and bouts of unfaithful Las Vegas exertions.

I will leave the cat fights and fast relationships to the TV, but not the cute guys because I totally already have one of my own. I'll relish the fact that I avoided it all in school (and so far in work) and stuck with the YA fantasy novels stacked in my locker and downloaded to my Kindle.

I should probably go order my new one now...

xx

By the way...

I haven't really mentioned it, and I won't bore you with the details, but back in 2010 I started an online store. It's transformed a bit, growing with me and my own personal aesthetic over the years, and although I have tons of goals (i.e. write a book or 3, own a mini pig, have a never ending closet, etc), this one remains a constant. So, whilst chasing dreams and wishing on stars, crossing fingers and collecting more troll dolls, I took it to the studio for some awesome new product pics.

Model: Olga S.
Photography: Jason Wood of Take One Presents
Styling/Clothing: ME!! & ShopDevour.com

Check out my online store & see these styles & more >> ShopDevour.com

Let me know what you think!!

xx

It's soooo meshed up...

I have never been the biggest Miley fan. But I REFUSE to knock someone for the way they style their hair, lick sledge hammers, or touch their crouch with foam fingers. I definitely won't judge anyone for their clothing or lack there of. It's not in me... I can't judge anyone when I've been sticking my tongue out in photos for as long as I can remember. I also own a pair of pasties... or 5. #justsayin

To get you caught up (if you didn't understand my other references, it may be time to leave the rock you're living under), IHeartRadio just posted this photo with the caption "Is this what Miley Cyrus will wear for her performance tonight? Hot or Not?".

Anyways, I have been adoring all the minimal, white looks she's been donning lately. Everyone should take notes (Good ol' fashion pen & paper please!). I also have this motto that I like to live by, and anyone in my family can attest to, "Don't leave the house until your makeup looks like a transvestite, and your clothing looks like a stripper's." Miley is clearly following my rules for style!

My take on this hot white 'fit? Yes to the fur and cut out neckline. No to the mesh dress, pasties, and what seems to be a stylin' pair of bathing suit bottoms.

I just can't handle it. Rain was pouring down on my humble abode today. THIS IS NOT THE TIME OF YEAR FOR PASTIES, MESH, AND SWIM SUIT BOTTOMS MILEY.

Also...

I STUCK OUT MY TONGUE, WORE PASTIES, AND TWERKED BEFORE YOU DID... WHERE'S MY RECOGNITION???

I guess I did get some recognition now that I actually think about it. Both of my grandmothers cried when I took a picture in pasties and stuck it on the web... but I didn't gain attention from the entire internet. #dangit

I also did this...but alas, no uproar.

Oh well... there's always next time!!

xx

Feminine Masculinity & 1993

It's no surprise that I can never make up my mind. I'm a Pisces after all, so it makes the feat nearly impossible. When I saw Astrid Anderson's Spring 2014 Menswear collection, I choked on my Pre-Halloween candy (yes, that's a thing). Sheer. Minimal. White. Satin. Velour. Athletic. My brain just couldn't handle it. Did I love it? Or did I hate it? I am still attempting to figure that one out.

The fact that these (primarily) feminine fabrics are being worn by muscular, strong jawed men makes me even more confused. Do I think these outfits are amazing? Yes. Would I want my boyfriend wearing them? Probably not.

I won't bother with any further attempts to clear up my confusion. Let's face it, if my boyfriend did wear these outfits, I'd be stealing from his closet 100% of the time. Is that the conclusion I've been looking for all along? Perhaps.
I'll pacify myself with a handful of Hot Cheetos and an episode of Boy Meets World from 1993 and everything will be right in the world.

xx

She's gone [coco]nuts!

There's nothing better than trudging around San Francisco, dodging seedy glances from strangers, getting stalled on BART, viewing the piers from atop an awesome restaurant, and ending the night sipping on a milkshake and chowing on garlic fries. It was an eventful Saturday, and between photoshoots and fashion magazine parties in the city, I was kept very busy. Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way - it gave me an excuse to don an awesome top and maxi skirt, heart shaped sunnies, and a smile that only the cool SF air can bring on!

 

 Behind the scene shots from the photoshoot earlier on in the day

 

 

 Click here to shop the tops

See? An eventful weekend! The only thing left up for debate is whether or not I'll stop taking photos with my tongue hanging out of my mouth!
xx

Chelsey