Hipstamatic Halloween

Halloween was of epic proportions. We spent Saturday night at Hotel Cafe shaking our money makers to the sweet tunes of our good pals, Harper Blynn. They covered Thriller and pulled it off splendidly to say the least. On the actual holiday we went to a house party in Venice hosted by the lovely, adorable and hospitable couple, Jess and Kong. The dance party was pretty sweet. Why do fog machines make you wanna shake your ass harder? Jonny and I went as Axl and Slash... I love couples costumes...

Here's some photos of our adventures:

I Still Keep Your Heart Around My Throat.

This oversized Ralph Lauren shirt is one of my favorite thrift store finds EVER. Typically I'm not one for obvious logos or epaulets, but both work on this shirt, and it's sooooooo soft.  Also decided to rock the forest green hat I found at an antique mall in Grapevine, Tx. It just happened to match my nail color. It's the little things, ya know? 

On a more sentimental note...

When I was a baby before I even had the capacity to create lasting memories, my Poppy (grandfather on my mother's side) gave me this delicate little heart locket with my initials engraved on it. I never got a chance to know him. There was an accident and he became a paraplegic when my mother was around 22. By the time I came along he had been pretty incapacitated for years (unable to speak etc) and eventually he passed. When my mom talks about him she says he was funny. Not in a joke-y cheesy way, but more of an always messing with people kinda way. She said he was handsome, and a great dancer. I was never particularly close with his wife, my NaNa and furthermore, I don't know ANYTHING about my Dad's father (he left when my Dad was small)... 

So Poppy was it. I've always liked to think that him and I would've gotten along or that maybe I am more like him than I am my Grandmother. Maybe I got my sense of humor from him, or my sweet dance moves. Oddly, I miss him tremendously and I never even knew him. This little heart locket is all I have of him, in fact. I've never worn it because it is so precious to me, but I decided to start. Needless to say he is on the top of my list of people I can't wait to meet on the other side. 

Sorry if that was long winded and sappy. Just tryin' to keep it real up on my blog, y'all. 

P.S. Did anyone get the Get Up Kids Reference in the title? Kudos if ya' did.

Belt, RL Shirt: Thrifted, Mixed Metal Bracelets: Yard Sale, Shoes: F21 (old), Corduroys: H&M, Hat: Antique Mall, Aviators: Army Surplus Store. 

I can't, I'm Sandra D

We ventured all the way to Downtown Sunday evening for a friend's birthday. Jonathan and I had never really explored downtown, but the area we were in reminded me SO MUCH of Deep Ellum. It's just at the foot of downtown, graffiti everywhere, very industrial, tons of loft space and dank dive bars....I was just waiting to round a corner and see the Double Wide. I was really overcome with nostalgia just driving through it. 

A note about these pants. 

They are super tight Sandra D. pants. Typically I don't wear them without a blazer covering my bootay or an over sized sweater but lately I've been all, "YOLO!!!!" and "I'm not going to be in my twenties forever!!!" so EF it. I'm givin' the world a look at dis' aaassssss! I feel pretty alright about it. 

Let's be honest. There are many things that we own which sit in our closets or go unworn because maybe it's form fitting, or shows a lot of cleavage or maybe even because it's completely covered in sequins or a little over the top. I've been trying lately to just own it (tastefully). It's easier to do when you get dressed without the worry of what other people will think. I'm pretty sure that's something we all struggle with from time to time. Let's get over it collectively, yes?

Blouse: Thrift, Pants: American Apparel, Hat: Gift, Clutch: Garage Sale, Shoes: Cole Haan, Cuff: JCP