I've been working with faux leather lately, and making two circle studded circle skirts for myself.  I hit a snag when it came to having the proper teflon foot, so they were put on hold.  But there's nothing in the way now, except me.  I eventually want to make these to sell, but I couldn't help but keep the first ones.  Expect to see it in action soon! All I need is the zipper/waistband, and to hem the lining.

I'm nothing, if not over-the-top.

 Top: Charlotte Russe

Skirt: self-made

This was my first sewing experience with vinyl and it was all good until I got to the waistband.  This vinyl turned out to be cheap in quality, as it's thin and paper-like and rips to shreds if it's stretched.  Fortunately, I didn't pay too much for it.  I made this skirt with the intention of putting it in my shop, but the waistband twists a slight bit, so now it's part of my wardrobe.

I also don't know how to sit on this without getting a wrinkly butt.  It's so flimsy that any move makes it wrinkle and it can't be ironed.  Oh well.  This is "fun" fashion for you.

 Hoodie, petticoat: Ebay

Corset: Frederick's of hollywood

Tights: Claire's

 In case you had any doubt that I loved pink, here's a flashback to one of my weekend outfits when I was 19.  My campus had Fridays off, so  walking around after Friday was like being in a ghost town. We didn't have a car, so we had to make the most of it.

 Standing across from my crappy dorm here.  I kind of look like Simba.  Ignore my eyeliner.  I was a braver girl back then, and still got tired of my face/hair/clothes and that resulted in disastrous makeup and styling.  I also had bangs for way too long, but that's another post.  This was also years before I was able to wear my hair down and be a regular person.  Flat hair destroys my spirit.

Here I am, fake-falling or something on one of the hundreds of staircases around my school.  This school was not leg, or high-heels friendly as it had several steep hills and steep staircases.  I always imagined tripping on a rock and then rolling to my death.  If the hill didn't kill me, the cars at the bottom would finish the job. 

We found some random desks and decided they were prime photo props.  Mind you, this was around Myspace times, so I was probably trying to get a cool profile picture.  You know how it goes.


And a shot of my petticoat for faux-artistic reasons:

Cardigan, necklace, tights, skirt: Forever 21

Top: K Dance

Shoes: Adrienne Vittadini

I was trying something different with my hair, and it was a big failure.  My face is too big for any kind of updo.  It makes me look out of proportion.  I was also feeling kind of pink that day, and this has a nice balance of cute and romantic.  I have an obsession with ballet fashion, so my goal is to look like  ballerina off-duty, but I'm too short.  I'll always just look like a short girl dressing weird.