Behind the dress: I remember seeing this dress on the Folter/Retrolicious site for some time. Given that I like the weirdest of weird novelty prints, for example but not limited to: dogs, Brady Bunch houses, dinosaurs, monsters in a line up, beach babes, and scenic landscapes...numbers seemed like small potatoes. But after this dress went on sale I began eyeing it again and was like...well, maybe wearing numbers all over my clothes is more novel than I originally began. I mean, College Humor and Deanna Russo made a great Katy Perry video spoof on adding and multiplying so why not wear wear a math based dress?! (If you've seen the video in the link, please laugh with me in regards to the "No regrets/Just math" part).
So when another dress on that site went on sale, I got both. I was a little more excited about the other dress when they were en route, but I geeked out the most over this one upon their arrival. It's surprisingly a Sesame Street meets total punk rock dress in real life. My thought immediately went to different ways to edge it out with combat boots and wide belts in various colors. This dress will totally get to go to a rock show with me sooner than later!
Style details and other thoughts: If you couldn't tell from the above photos where I attempted to leave the wall and somewhat sheltered area of the sidewalk, this was taken on a snowy day. So this is a very winterized version of this dress, therefore I'm not sure the "punk rock" vibes are showing as clear as day here. (Do cowboy boots ever scream punk, though?) My headband is from Forever 21, the cardigan is Old Navy, the brooch is Luxulite, as mentioned the dress is Retrolicious, the belt is H&M, the tights are Hanes, and the boots are Soda.
Trying to put a smile on your face: I'm going to be silly instead of "positive" today for this portion of the blog post. Laughter is uplifting and the best medicine, so it makes sense...right?? Some people in my friend group have decided that we need to spice up our social life and make it weird again after a year or two of normalcy. A girlfriend of mine and me got a little hung up on some Awkward Family photos that we had never seen last month and we thought it would be fun to organize theme nights where we all dress preppy, except one person who's goth, and go out and about and then pose for photos like a family. (Or something more extreme, but you get the idea. And yes, this is the same group who decided it should be 2006 this year instead of 2016). Laughter is a form of keeping things happy and positive because it can destress you, so I thought I'd share three photos that I found the other night that we absolutely cannot reenact...but I was laughing like a school girl regardless...and I hope you get a chuckle out of these too. And if you have any "awkward" theme ideas, please sound off in the comments!!
This is an engagement photo... Because nothing screams romance and lifelong commitment like roadkill in an abandoned alley.
There's so many layers of wrongness to this...I can't even...
Are they implying that the horse is the father...?
Music time: Wahoo, it's time to talk about the Violent Femmes!! They're a top 10 favorite band of mine and the song this post is named after, "Add It Up" is possibly my favorite of theirs, though I have so many favorites that it's hard to tell. (Sidebar: is it weird that as an 11 year old I jammed out to this song?!) Fun fact involving me and the Violent Femmes time! I can count on way less than one hand how many times I've been in a screaming match with any of my friends. Actually, this story I'm about to regale you all with is the only one coming to mind, but I'm sure there's one or two I missed. One of my friends and I came to blows one afternoon at a music festival. It was just one of those things were I guess things needed to be said, a match got lit, things went too far, and there we were--wildly out of both of our characters--yelling at one another. Now, you may think that's bad enough, and double bad when you remember we were at a music festival and that this was in public. But here's where it gets triple but comedically bad: it was in front of Gordon Gano...the lead singer of the Violent Femmes. You see, he was being awesome and moonlighting with a local Violent Femmes cover band (The Dirty Femmes) and they had just stopped playing and were breaking down set in the restaurant converted into a concert hall. Me and one of my best friends were screaming at each other, for the first and only time of our friendship, 6 feet away from the lead of one of my favorite bands. Whoops! All is well that ends well; we were fine 5 minutes later and I was effectively his best man in his wedding (no bridal parties but I signed the witness part for him on their marriage certificate) and we're still friends to this day. In fact, I think it's a tribute to just how rock and roll our friendship is, ha! And I'm not even sure Gordon Gano noticed...but if he did I hope we entertained him with a fight that had the intensity of a Lauren/Heidi scream off at Le Deux on the Hills.
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