10 February 2011

Blogs I Love

Diary of A Vintage Girl

I love this blog!! Her outfits are always so inspirational and amazing and I love the little tutorials she has on how to do forties hair. I also love her circle of friends and all of their "vintage" get-togethers!!

Another really awesome fashion blog. The stuff she wears is always giving me ideas for stuff to do with my own wardrobe. Plus, the photos are amazing! :D

This blog has everything... Recipes, fifty billion different kinds of craft projects, pictures of gravestones, and more. But what I really love are her journals. I make journals like these, too (I call mine scrapbooks, actually, but whatever) and I thought it was really awesome to find someone who did them, too, and get inspiration from hers. 

I must say, I'm a little biased, seeing as this is written by one my best friends, but I can honestly say I have laughed out loud at every single thing she's ever posted. 

I bought a tutu in freshman year, and I gotta into fashion after realizing I was too much of a coward to actually wear it to school. I stumbled upon this awesome blog, and was totally inspired by the ballsy outfits this girl even younger than I, Tavi Gevinson, wore. In short, I ended up wearing the tutu to school, found an awesome blog,  and totally got into the whole street style thing. 

Seriously. She drew these. Before I found this blog, I considered putting some of my own drawings up, and then I saw these, and realized how much my drawings resemble toddler scribbles. 

Another fashion blog that gives me tons of outfit inspiration! This blog and the Stylish Wanderer make me wish I lived in L.A. just so I could go to the Fairfax flea market they're always talking about... :D

I gotta three day beard and I don't plan to shave :D

Another snow day today. It's all good, though, because it's melting fast and it's actually pretty sunny out. I'm in a pretty good mood, been listening to some good ol' happy country music, thinking about the kind of person I want to be and how I want to get there. I'm starting to realize that I don't need all the things I used to think I needed to be happy. I'm not going to achieve happiness by having an Ivy League diploma, living in a big city, or having everyone know my name. I'm not going to give up on working as hard as I can to have those opportunities, but I don't need them. Good music, happy people, trees, and books are really all I need.