Friday, December 3, 2010
I rolled out of bed, as usual, and threw something on and this is what I came up with. It’s not incredibly work appropriate, but this outfit choice suggests a longing to hit the road again. You may have noticed that I look most like a cowgirl when I’m outside of city limits. I won’t have a proper vacation until Spring time, but I’m gonna have to go on a weekend getaway soon, cause I’m getting restless. Now – where to?
Outfit: JCrew chambray button up, vintage wool pleated skirt, Zodiac ankle boots, bolo tie (everything thrifted), except vintage cowboy hat (antique mall in Long Beach).
"I was beginning to get the bug like Dean. He was simply a youth tremendously excited with life, and though he was a con-man, he was only conning because he wanted so much to live and to get involved with people who would otherwise pay no attention to him."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Ch. 1
"They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn..."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 1