Teen Vogue Madness

I thought I had stopped subscribing to Teen Vogue, but apparently not. This is a good thing, because while I had been feeling like it had gone downhill lately, I have quite a soft spot for that particular mag. I've been subscribing to it for years, since YM and ElleGirl died long ago, so it has that keen sense of nostalgia tied to it. Even today, when I regularly partake in Nylon, Lula, Vogue, Missbehave, and whatever glossies grab my attention on the racks at B&N, unearthing the latest Teen Vogue from a stack of mail brings a smile to my face. 

So it is with great joy that I announce that not only am I still receiving the mag, but I think its on its way up once more! This issue had some great fashion shoots. I haven't read the articles yet, because the pictures are most of the reason for my fashion mag obsession, but the styling is once again up to my (considerably questionable) standards. Yay! My favorite demonstrated the comeback of two particular '90s trends I wish would stay in the past - bucket hats and the bare midrift - but I've always been a sucker for the laid-back, why-yes-I-wear-my-boyfriend's-old-jeans look. Yum.



See the rest of the ed here. Or else.

Strangely enough, I had a dream about Teen Vogue last night. In the dream, Jazzi McGilbert emailed me to tell me she had talked to some guy at Teen Vogue named Brad and managed to snag me a week-long trial internship. So I get to the offices, only they're nothing like the ones I visited during Fashion U. For some reason I ended up among a group of wannabe-longterm-interns sitting with our feet in a pool and working to memorize a set of rules. Anna Wintour, Carine Roitfeld, and Amy Astley sat across the pool from me, staring sternly. A few kids were diving into the pool, and I wondered how they could do that while the editors were giving us such death glares. 

Wow, how ridiculous. Especially given that I've met Amy and she's totally sweet. And why would three editor-in-chiefs spend their time intimidating interns with their piercing gaze? And, um, a pool in the Teen Vogue offices? Really? I think not! Still, it was a good dream, and it was fun being friends with dream-Jazzi. Half asleep, in the midst of texting my friend about my new internship, I realized it wasn't real. Drat.

The post is now over. I don't even wanna think about how many times I wrote "Teen Vogue" in this particular entry, haha.
Hello from DC!

I am having a fantastic time. I'm visiting museums, taking long walks, eating decadent meals, and basically spoiling myself with culture. Tonight I saw Les Miz; it was amazing.

I leave tomorrow night. I'll begin posting again soon after, but maybe not until 2009 (!)

Grunge, Glorious Grunge



Oh hello, winter uniform!

What is it about soft, baggy plaid? I am so obsessed.

Grunge is my homeboy.

Off to visit family in NY, and then to do some touristy things in DC. I should have access to internet unless my computer decides to hate me. Anything fashion-y I absolutely must see in the American capital?

Kicksss

Hello, lovelies. These are my new kicks:

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I found them on sale at Urban Outfitters, with my size just sitting there waiting for me. Since I've spent about five years wearing various Chuck Taylor All Stars, it felt like a good idea to switch it up a bit. So I did. The silver is more silver-y in real life than in the picture, by the way.

Anyway, I took some photos of them. You may think the girl in the photos looks like me, but I assure you she is not. She is named Danielle Jones. She likes to be called DJ, but most people call her Dani J. 

Her favorite activity is dancing, and she often dances instead of walking. Therefore, she dresses so she can move easily and well. Her favorite color is purple. She likes to stand out, and so above is quite a typical outfit; her signature Nike kicks, black-and-silver-striped Hot Topic romper folded to look like a skirt, Zara T-shirt, Wet Seal silver leggings, and a rhinestone-encrusted cap worn sideways. 

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She loves standing out, which means lots of wild colors and patterns. Her idols are MC Hammer and Lil Mama. She abhors mp3 players and maintains that a big ghetto-blaster-style boom box is the only way to go. She often carries her boom box with her so she can dance. Above she is wearing a Zara tunic, Old Navy men's flannel shirt, Forever 21 pants, her signature Nike kicks, and a studded headband from Delia*s.

Fine, you caught me - DJ is today's alter ego. 

Background images: 1, 2. 
Shoe picture: Zappos

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Oh, you pretty, pretty pictures of pretty, pretty girls. 

Sorry, I'm too lazy to upload this on Photobucket where it will be a decent size, so just click for a bigger version. Also too lazy to do the promised kicks photo shoot just yet. I spent the day snowed in, running around in the geekiest of snow hats. I buy 'em geeky on purpose; if the hat is cool, I'm not interested. Do not ask why. 

Thanks for the birthday wishes yesterday! I had a really great day, and I'm pretty happy with things in general at the moment. Also, happy Hannukah! I now have a bit of holiday cash to spend, so I'm thinking it may be time to take advantage of the 50% off sale at Karmaloop. Maybe a bit of Tarina Tarantino, Betsey Johnson, Cheap Monday, or the like will find a way into my wardrobe. . .