Great Shopping and Not so Great Shopping

Thanks to a plethora of fashion blogs and excerpts in magazines in reference to the topic of thrifting as a way of distinguishing one's wardrobe from the masses, NYC thrift stores are in general, a waste of time. Paying $40 for a sheer Galliano tank top, might be a steal, but that fact is over shadowed by the appearance of the rather tepid used and abused shirt. Gone are the department store thrift store of New England with their gluttonous racks, and in their place are boutique style thrift stores with scantily clad racks of over priced worn things.

No thank you.

Discouraged by what seemed to be a roadblock in my love for rack diving, I mopped to my new New Yorker friends, who then told me about the two most gloriously dangerous stores in NYC: Century 21 and Nordstrom Rack. Both stores are so filled to the brim that if they were a corseted woman in Victorian England, there would be a wardrobe failure and a hasty marriage.

That being said, here are some Century 21 gems.

I know why I did not buy this... no where to wear it.

But I do not know why I did not buy this gem with birds and a collar.

Classy

Trashy.

Like Any Girl the Easiest Way to My Heart it to Put a Ring on It

But no simple ring will do.

Thank you Stephen Webster

Fashion in the City

What you wear and how you wear it in the city- is a big deal. People live and die for it. They blog about it, refuse to eat for it, neglect to pay their rent for it. That being said;

As much as I love Lanvin for their daring use of fabric, they should have never designed for H&M as this is clearly a disaster. This dress is universally unflattering.

And this...

Is my two sizes two small version of:

Tiff and I Talk About Independence Day

This is to the best of my recollection:

Tiff: So, are you going to see the fireworks?

Me: No, why would I when I am pretty sure we are going to see the neighborhood ones across the street (they have been going off sporadically through out the past week)?

Tiff: Oh because that is the same as a professional display.

Me: Well no but I have decided to stay away from overcrowded public events unless I really want to go like thisconcertincentralparkinaugustthatiamprettysureiwillhavetoarriveat8for....

Tiff: There are people the roof over there. I want to go on the roof.

Me: (looking out the living room window at them) Well, we can always just hollar at them and ask.

Tiff: You do it.

Me: HEY! YOU ON THE ROOF! YES YOU! LOOK DOWN HERE! APT **!!! HOW DID YOU GET UP THERE?! (to Tiff) I can totally hear my voice echo and that girl looked; I'm fairly certain they are ignoring us.

Tiff: Do it again.

Me: You do.

Tiff: HEY! ON THE ROOF! (man looks this time) They are definitely ignoring us.

Me: They are just a bunch of beer-drinking-hipsters.

Tiff: They are definitely beer-drinking-hipsters.

Damn you hipsters for ruining my 4th. I just wanted to know how to get on the roof. This is a tribute to all you PBR drinking heathens.

Catch & Release

Living in a neighborhood riddled with domestic arguments, and fights, and beatings, and screaming that reaches the police- it can get hard to remember simple romance and love.

Some Inspiration

A Weekend of Poetic Justic #1

po.et.ic jus.tice n 1. Righteousness in the face of sin 2. when actions receive a sarcastic reaction. Example: After I rigorously cleaned my stove, it was poetic justice that the gas refused to light and I could not eat my vegetarian sausage.

Additional Examples of Poetic Justice:

1. Whilst walking and reading The Onion (www.theonion.com) in Greenwich Village, I bumped into a woman dressed in head to toe couture.

2. V got a gift card for a restaurant that after traveling downtown and walking quite a distance, does not exist.

3. Today was the Puerto Rican Parade and I had to ride the subway.