Showing posts with label american apparel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label american apparel. Show all posts

Monday, January 23, 2012

The High-Waisted Segue Collection

Wue went [goed] on a travelsome feast to Thrifttown and there and back and near and far and half and nope and yep and seven and two and yellow and vert and you and me together accordingly. Forever. So we purchased some clothes which summed up to $6 for each of us, and put together some outfits of them and here they is: The High-Waisted Segue Collection. (Everything is high-waisted and is styled to be for the transitional period between winter and spring.)

 Here are all the clothings, intelligently lined up by me, Bus on my light thing. Yes. Organized outfits all together on hangers. My idea of good job.
 Then they were still there, so I took another picture, you know, because of the miracle.

 This, my dear shared backyard is where we decided to shoot each other. 
's photos.
 Shorts: Thrifttown, were long 90's jeans at one point, but were murdered to cuttoff shorts.
Shirt: Furies from By George
Socks: Nordstrom


 Loafers: Thrifttown 
 Chains: Assorted Fun!
Sweater: St. Vincent de Paul
Belt: Thrifttown
Skirt: Some huge clothing exchange at some point somewhere
 Bus wanders fairily. Not fairly, but in a fairy manner.
 Gug spins about.


Necklaces: St. Vincent de Paul, City-Wide Garage Sale
Shoes: Thrifttown, on different occasion
Shirt: St. Vincent de Paul
Shorts: Urban Outfitters (before the grand boycott, of course)
Hat: Gug's from when she was eight. Does not remember where it be from.


 Blowing dandelion daintily! 
 Arm made of plastic substance. NOT.
Sweater: Coco gave it to her
Shorts: Thrifttown, were pants at one point not a far away time ago.
Socks: Same ones again agen. 
 Belt: Ann gave them to Gug
Necklaces: Mom gave them to Gug
Bangles: An Unknown Force gave them to Gug
 Shoes: Payless Shoe Source long, long ago
Shirt: Thriftown
Shorts: American Apparel
Oatmeal Cardigan: ST. Vincent dePaul
Summer Boots: City-wide garbage sale
The Rat rests on a fence smiling fetchingly.
And stays there some more.
This is my dog, Charlotte! I am madly in love with her! Yes! Oh, Huzzah towards Charlotte!
Shirt: Thriftown
Shorts: Forever 21
Belt: St. Vincent de Paul
Dog: Austin Pets Alive (!) 
Oh, Charlotte is the best thing since sliced bread! Sure.


I am happy because Charlotte is still there. Maybe!
 But why?
 Shoes: Gug's mom's from Clarks
They are way too large for me. Alas.
 Reoccurring fence sit event.
 And how!
Blood!


P.S. Then it was time to go, and Rat had a nice game of throwing all of Gug's stuff down the stairs, at which point Gug's mother told her to be normal.


Good bye!
Rat and Bus

Monday, October 31, 2011

HECK

HECK
HECK HECK
 To start off, we've included the Power Puff Girls.
Below, there will be no more power puff girls.
In the morning of today, we went off breakfastin' and thriftin' at St. Vincent de Paul.
An example of the coffee we had is above. Actually that there is the actual coffee Gus had. You could call it an example of mine, Ratmona's, although Gus got a mocha and a mocha is not a latte. A. Also. As we were gallivanting on South Congress, is was appropriate to buy darling Jo's coffee, a large "Yesterday's treats, Today's Eats" Jo's muffin and some crepes which were not pictured. Welcome.
You can't see the coffee, so for all you know, that's just a picture of the cup. Whaddaya think o' that?
 attack.
Above.
 Welcome to Gus' geisha makeup which was applied hectically by me, Rat.
 Welcome to my red eyeliner which is not eyeliner, for it is facial paint.
 MORE
 O' THAT
 Ghost Gussie!

Here you go.







 Basket
 case.
Gooey is wearing an American Apparel dress underneath a Bp. Nordstrom dress because that's innovative.
All those 7 million scarves are vintage, mostly from my Grandmommy.
She is also wearing a skirt from the kid's section at old navy and about ten million other skirts.
She is also wearing Nordstrom boots. 

Yes.
The pictures surrounding this spatch of text are from an illustrated dictionary.
Some 9th century people had seven feet, so the only way to deal with that problem was to make the shoes pictured above. That was a fun fact for you to read. It was fun for you. When you read it.
 A rat shadow, yes.





 Thick paint prevents smiles.




That dress thing I am wearing was built by moi. So was the collar.
The socks are from Anthropologie!
All four ties are vintage.
I do not know how I obtained all of that jewelry.
Actually I do. But if I told you I would have to eat your soul or heart or drink your blood or something.

Afterwards of that, we went to the Girl's Rock Camp fundraiser at Joe's, at which Gug's camera ran out of batteries.


ABOVE IS our moomoo friend Jenadai Bondo's band, Charlie Belle.
Her actual name is Jendayi. She be the one with the blue guitar of course!

We also saw Schmillion, whose fashion sense was so shiqua that we were happy. Even though we still had clumps of white paint on our sorry souls. We deeply wish that Gug hadn't put stupiding batteries in her camera. But below is a picture of them which we did not take.
That is a schmillion. Here is a schmillion.

Ha. We put more power puff girls on this post. Enjoy it.

Here is a toad.
HECK HECK
RGATTICUS.