Gypsy Junkies velvet top and asymmetrical skirt, Forever 21 floral jacket, Free People tank, Rebecca Minkoff purse, Worth & Worth hat, Natalie & Dylana Suarez x Modern Vice Studded Jett Boots, Coyote Negro necklace
Recently, I've been feeling a little off center when it comes to my bohemian ways of dressing. I always blame it on the fast-paced New York City life that embraces functionality much more so than . . . well, flowing-ness. Also known as the fact that maxi dresses just aren't that easy to manage up and down those subway steps or the foot traffic during rush hour. Not too mention things getting caught in those subway doors. Those sliding panels are like monsters ready to eat you up or spit you out. Seriously. But really, you just have to laugh at these things. Still, sometimes I stop and have one of those "Dude where's my car??" moments, but with my clothes instead and without the unsubtle presence of Ashton Kutcher. Have I lost my spirit in my move to NYC? Am I turning into, I hate to say it, one of those NYC girls in head-to-toe black and only shops (or gives off the allusion that she shops) at Alexander Wang or BLK only????? Noooooooooooo. Maybe it really is the fact that I'm working on getting used to the city and all the conveniences, and (ahem) inconveniences of it that just down right don't allow for one to wrap herself up in the comfort of an extra long maxi cardigan and a 5,000 ruffle layered skirt that resembles a wedding dress (ok I'm exaggerating a tad bit) on the daily even though deep down inside that is all she wants to do. And she wants to do it with a guitar on her back and a wide brimmed hat on her head damn it! Oh yeah, and with a feather stuck to the side of it. Duh. Sometimes things need to be sacrificed, but it doesn't mean conventionality has to come out as the winner in the end. Fashion is all about change and experimenting and molding to suit one's environment and state of mind. The balance of the city I live in and the spirit of what my heart and head say are two very different things a lot of the times, but even so they complement each other quite nicely. I wouldn't appreciate the other if it wasn't for, well, the other. And with that said, here's an outfit inspired by the moon and witches and other bewitching things that are an escape from the sometimes grueling day-to-day of my so-called NYC life. Enjoy. Gonna go back to listening to Radiohead's Amnesiac album. On repeat.