INconsistency: September 2013

Since I was five years old, the approaching of August meant it was time to kiss summer freedom goodbye because the majority of my days would be spent doodling on some college ruled notebook paper and staring at ceilings as I wait for what felt like eternity to be released from class.
I've never been the type of person to enjoy school.
I was never excited to go to class. Actually, I came extremely close to not graduating with my high school class in 2009. College was not too different for me. I still hated the education system and I found University learning mind-numbingly redundant. I was the student who did the absolute bare minimum. If we were assigned a six to eight page minimum essay, you can bet I wrote six whole pages and maybe three or four words would spill onto the seventh page just in case. You already know I also fucked with the margins to make my essay seem a little longer. Despite this, I still earned B's on average. My motivation was the thousands of dollars that went into this education of mine and I conquered the college life in four years.

Now I'm sitting here in the middle of the month I used to dread and for the first time, it means nothing. I do not have piles of syllabuses that say the same thing over and over. I do not have over-priced, heavy text books that I will barely open because I Google everything. And sadly, I do not have an array of new colorful pens that I tell myself I'll use to color-coordinate my notes to "study" from, knowing these intentions will only last about two days.
For the rest of my life, August is just August.
Summer ending is just the Earth tilting a different way.
School is just some place I used to go to.

Is this the beginning of something? Or the end?

From Kindergarden to 5th grade, I attended a private Catholic school where we wore uniforms. Ever since this privilege was taken away from me, I've wanted nothing more than to return to a school where uniforms were mandatory.
Is this odd to say as a fashion blogger? You'd think I despise uniforms and the homogeneity of the system especially since it promotes the lack of expressing originality? Well, YOU'RE WRONG. I LOVE UNIFORMS.
Without uniforms, I was able to be ready for school much more efficiently without the added stress of "What do I wear today?!?!" That instantly cut off about thirty minutes of time I could have spent sleeping.

Growing up is a trip, no?

coral sports bra: I don't even know. Big 5, probably.
black circle skirt: H&M
neon pink pumps: Jennifer Chou Carmelos from Solestruck

CAMO ON CAMO ON CAMO ON CAMO

When I put this outfit on, I absolutely absolutely had to blast "I'm a Survivor" by Destiny's Child and scream ever word at the top of my lungs.

camo bralette: Urban Outfitters
camo pants: Urban Outfitters
red heels: Zara

BABYFACE DELEMA

My old stomping ground.
Saugus High School.
I accompanied my sibling in registering for her senior year earlier this month. Upon arrival, a staff member rudely approached me with a threat stating I was violating dress code and I should not be allowed to take my senior pictures. With my right eye brow slightly raised, I looked into her sunglass-covered eyes and responded, "I took my senior pictures in 2009." She then backed off with no apology.
I understand I don't look 22 years old, but if I was an enrolling senior, that, madam, is NOT the way to confront a future student. Plainly put, you are a bitch and you should not work for an institution that already has a long standing reputation of bullying world wide. Your attitude is disgusting.
BE NICE, ASSHOLE.

inappropriate white shirt that exposes too much: Dannie's closet! Hi Dannie! :) I have no idea where you bought this shirt I borrowed
inappropriate white shorts that expose too much: Fashion Nova
black gauze see-through boots... that are also probably inappropriate and expose to much toe or some shit: Maison Martin Margiela
purse: Michael Kors

MAD SOLAR

grey bralette: Urban Outfitters
black circle skirt: H&M
black heels: Alexander Wang

'03 BONNIE & CLYDE

I found these shoes in the garage.
I bought them in High School when I convinced myself I was as bomb as Beyonce because I had a black boyfriend. Who knew 4 years later, these boots would resurface in my life?
I also LIVE in these pants now, by the way.

white crop top: Brandy Melville
camo pants: Urban Outfitters
grey snapback: Primitive by Grizzly
work boots: NO IDEA

WERK

grey shirt: Top Shop
levi shorts: vintage
boots: still, NO IDEA

PROPER BBQ ATTIRE

eat me.

men's hamburger tank: Urban Outfitters
mustard shoes: Jeffrey Campbell LITAs

MUG

meow shirt: UNIF
shorts: Urban Outfitters
black snapback: ADEEN
white jacket: vintage windbreaker

TWO

floppy hat: sibling's closet
black crop top: Brandy Melville
brown trousers: I Wear SIN
black heels: Alexander Wang
oversized circle sunglasses: 80's Purple

I CAN NEVER GET LOST IN MONTAUK