sixties nineties vibes

I wore this outfit last week. I really love it, because it surrounds me with this aura of 60s and 90s vibes, which I love considering the 1960s and the 1990s are my two favorite decades. The flannel that I used my incredible skill to fringe, was thrifted, and it reminds me SO MUCH of My So-Called Life, and even more so of Angela and her signature flannel attire. The dress is reminiscent of a 1960s style, and then my gold boots+lace tights+socks+skirt under dress (dress=see through, me=no spandex, skirt=dress not see through anymore, skirt=makes outfit even more wonderful) just make it more awesome than ever thought possible. Yeah, I know. I rock.

I'm actually currently rewatching My So-Called Life for the third-ish time. The show is just SO relatable and SO accurately demonstrates the tomfoolery that seems to constantly be dancing about inside the minds of teen girls. Not only that, but I'm absolutely hardcore in love with Ricki. He is such a sweet and beautiful person who deserves everything that he was deprived of, and more. Additionally, Ricki probably has the raddest vest collection I've ever seen, and I have a fetish for vests.

Thrifted flannel, thrifted boots by Dirty Laundry, Nordstrom skirt, Audrey 3+1 dress, Forever21 tights, American Apparel socks, Claire's necklace, Frida Kahlo earrings, random heart barrettes.

I am Gothica

As a style wanderer, I really take pleasure in the exploration of new styles. I've currently been very focused on the whole "flowers/fairies/whimsical/butterfly" style vibes, and I'm getting bored. So I've decided to be BOLD and go in the complete opposite direction, and try for a more punk-y, gothic style.

I really admire gothic styles. I love the dark colors, the lace, the layers, the chunky [combat] boots, the black lipstick (new obsession is being created) and the punk-y vibes. Of course, this is my version of a gothic style, when in reality there are about 20 bajillion different interpretations. The fact that I'm in some ways basically trying to copy a "stereotype" is somewhat bothersome, but at the same time, I feel like goth is both an attitude and a style. I'm going for the style, and I'll keep my attitude, because I'm a cool gal with a spunky personality and socially awkward habits! Wonderful!

Anyway, I currently do not have any outfit fotografias (woah, Spanish skills. Who knew) of me sporting a gothic look (but I will very soon.) It will definitely take me some time to find my gothic style niche, because I'd like to be more creative than the stereotypical BLACK and CHAINS and dump a little bit of Eva powder to make it more my own. The struggle ensues!

Here are some cool inspirational photos that will inspire both me and you to achieve the raddest of rad goth looks ever!

Photos by Vikram Pathak, a super talented photographer fellow via New York. I stumbled upon these rad images when I googled "goth photographer"(genius, eh?) and Mr. Pathak's name appeared (which is a miracle, because I am now in love with his work and get to add a new name to my list of favorite photographers. WOOT, SUCCESS.) These looks/photographs are definitely a more editorial version of goth, but it's still totally inspirational, gorgeous, and awesome. I love the glasses in the first photo; I'm channeling some serious '60s vibes, which is amazing.

Do you style wander?

i have a twin

Meet my twin. Her name is Ave. We work together as evil geniuses while we attempt to take over the world and have absolute and complete control over all the cats roaming the earth. We deeply enjoy cats. In fact, today, I, Eva (not Ave) was at pottery class, and made a plate for my future cat Star Child, whom I've clearly already chosen a name for: Star Child. 

We, Eva and Ave, are actually the daughters of Dr. Evil, who has taken it upon himself to inject us with all his evil abilities. We are now capable of seemingly impossible things, such as having 7 lives, hissing, seeing in the dark, and scratching people. Be jealous, you know you are not capable of such powers. 

We are in search of our own cat army where we will feed them unimaginable amounts of catnip, causing them to get feisty, and then follow our every command, in hopes of receiving, yes, more catnip. Catnip, you see, is the key ingredient here. For not only is it the fuel for our cat army, but it is the kryptonite to your Superman. Your Superman, being Austin Powers. Yes, the man frozen for decades. Yes, the man thawed. Yes, the man who peed for endless minutes. Yes, this man is in fact, Austin Powers. Although we, Eva and Ave, are not stroking hairless cats (but rather two luxurious blue runt cats whom we have named Star Child and Wheat) we are, in fact, forcing our enemies to poop and pee in litter boxes, eat tuna, and file their nails with cat scratchers. We are ruthless, you see. Do not offend, or you will be next on the torture list. This is a simple warning from Eva and Ave: bow down, or get clawed.

LOOK AT OUR MUSCLES. BE AFRAID. WE ARE STRONG, ABLE BEINGS. WE WILL BITCH SLAP IF NECESSARY. WE ARE NOT AFRAID.