I’ve been sticking to this 30 for 30 business pretty religiously (I use the term loosely), but I’ve been a bit of a sinner with regards to the photo posting aspect of the challenge. A la Biblical Egypt I’ve recently suffered several plagues- those of darkness (okay, that’s not unique to me), a wonky camera, and obligations x 1000. Thankfully in these plagues there were no locusts or rivers of blood. Plagues or not, I have gotten at least one shot of all my outfits. Enjoy them, such as they are.
Outfit 13: I wish I had more than one photo of this outfit, because I adored it. I’m what you might call an acolyte of the Stripes and Florals Cult and this particular combo was perfectly in line with cult dogma.
Outfit 14: This is what we might call my Hipster Oliver Twist look. Just imagine me saying, “Please sir, could I have some more irony?” Hipsters always want more irony, especially when they’re stealing (ahem, I mean drawing inspiration from) ideas from Oliver Twist. Also, for the record, Oliver Twist did not drink PBR. Nor did he wear a kafiya, as ripping off Islam/international crises was not then in vogue.
Outfit 15: Again, only one photo. And again, major sadness, because I adored this look, too. While I admit that to some I might look like a Victorian hooker who crawled right out of bed, went hunting, and wrapped herself up in her kill, I’m okay with that. Because I felt pretty blood cool in my dead animal, lace-on-lace get-up.
Outfit 16: And finally,
Oliver Olivia Twist is BACK, but this time he she can read! And he she like sexy ladies who can read, too! Here I’m less of a hipster urchin and more of an urchin intellectual with a slightly naughty side (and who doesn’t love those?). Also, my excuse for repeatedly wearing this hat and scarf is that in my urchin poverty I can afford nothing further. So there. :)
Disclaimer: This post is in no way to suggest that I am the chosen person/of the chosen people or that I’m the enemy of the chosen people or, in fact, that there’s anyone to choose the chosen people. Nor am I suggesting I’m a devotee of Haile Selassie. Or that I’m NOT a devotee of Haile Selassie. Being a religious studies nerd, I just sometimes like to use references to religious myth and literature. Hope you can dig.