Dream Shack

I have an ugly apartment. There, I said it. It's true though. I'm trying to cut down on my complaining lately, but this is not a complaint. It is a mere observation. I have tried my best to decorate it and make it pretty, but it is still a 6 at best. I want a perfect 10, like this dream studio I saw in the New York Times:

Source: New York Times

Apparently it's basically a shack in the woods with no heating or plumbing, but doesn't it look fantastic? It used to be a hunting lodge until some creative lady stepped in and renovated it herself. And...I'm obsessed. Some day, when I'm a grown up, I want to have my own little space like this. I've already decided that if I move in with my boyfriend, we're going to get a two-bedroom apartment. The second bedroom is going to become my "Woman Cave" to be decorated in a manner similar to the aforementioned shack, and I'm going to go in there to color in my Disney coloring books and get away from my boyfriend playing Call of Duty on his big TV in the living room.

See, you have to have these things figured out ahead of time, or you'll never be happy.

Style Icon: Scarlett Johansson

I am pleased to report that I have finished all my finals and I am now a SENIOR IN COLLEGE. I am so old! Where does the time go? I still feel like a high schooler.

Anyhow, moving on with my life, as you know, every self-respecting fashion blogger has style icons, and I am no exception. One of my top icons is Scarlett Johansson.



Scarlett has a great sense of style and always looks amazing. But perhaps my number one reason why I love her is because we have something in common:



Big boobies.

Okay, there's nothing wrong with being well-endowed in the chest department. People like boobs, everyone knows that. (Well, everyone likes big boobs EXCEPT for the fashion industry, but that's another rant for another time). However, it's often difficult to dress them. My chest can pretty much make any outfit look like the beginning of a porno (you know, when the secretary/teacher/school girl/nurse walks in, momentarily clothed). But Scarlett doesn't look like a cheap whore, she looks classy and nice. Her clothing is classic and elegant, yet often daring and unexpected. I admire her style, and aim to replicate it.



















This get-up from the MTV Movie Awards inspired me to write this post.



I must be doing something right with my life because, without ever having seen this picture, I bought a dress that looks exactly like this for my friend's wedding. Except the fabric of my dress is taupe and more shimmery, and I believe there will be less side boob involved.



I really dig this picture, because this is the shit I have to work with every day. This totally supports my point that having a body like this sexualizes everything one chooses to wear. But I love her for it.

Hope all is well with everyone. I'm about to stuff my boobs into two bras to I can exercise without smacking myself in the face. Holla!

Wish List Picks

Sorry I've been MIA lately, I had some major school business to get done! Next week is finals week, and then I'll finally be free. I've decided to make a new feature on my blog: wish list picks. I have an Amazon Universal wishlist button on my browser, and I'm always sending things to my wish list, as if I'll actually have money some day to buy these gorgeous items. I wish! I usually just spend all my money on food, alcohol, bills, and rent. There's not usually anything left for new clothes, even though fashion is my number one passion.

But before we get to the wish list picks, I have developed a drink that I am very proud of. It's called the Coco, and you can drink it whenever you want. It's just vanilla vodka and diet ginger ale, but it's totally delicious! For extra Coco-ness, you can sip it while listening to Sam Cooke and early Beatles. At least, that's what I'm doing right now.



Above all things, I need this purse.























Damn. Almost makes me want to pick up a second job as an exotic dancer, you know?



Also, I'm really digging on this song right now, and I'm remembering how AWESOME Tiny Toons was. If I could describe myself as any fictional character, I would certainly pick Babs from Tiny Toons.

I may have had a few too many Cocos.