Today I’m wearing gray. Usually I like wearing color to contrast the gray Seattle winter but I don’t mind blending in sometimes. Call it camouflage for the Pacific Northwest.
Hat: Forever 21
Sweater: Wet Seal
Jeans: Sonas Denim
Flannel boots: Groupon
Every winter wardrobe needs a beanie (or toque, as we call them in Canada). I usually wear one to keep warm, but it’s a fun fashion item too. I ditched my jacket to show off the velvet skull on my shirt.
My jeans are from Sonas Denim and I got them as part of a Kickstarter campaign. Sonas was raising funds for their new line so in exchange for a donation, I got these. Sonas is a vegan-run company intent on keeping their environmental footprint small. They recycle everything (even scraps of denim), give 10% of profits to animal welfare groups, and have plans to fund an animal sanctuary.
When I contributed to the Kickstarter, I got to communicate with the founder himself, Gerry Kelly. I can’t say that happens very often!
I love my Sonas (I bought a second pair in black waxed cotton for a dressier, almost leather-look) so even on a gray, day, I’m happy–which is what Sonas means in Gaelic!
Filed under Ethical, Fashion
Sometimes I think I was a Victorian widow in a previous life. Well, not really. I don’t believe in reincarnation. But I do really like the clothing of that era. I’d incorporate it into my style more often but I’m so fickle. I dress according to my mood and I’m not sure I could commit to one theme.
Top: Old Navy
Jacket: Newport News
Skirt: Forever 21
Belt: Came with another dress
Boots: John Fluevog
Necklaces: eBay and found
Earrings: Sosie Designs
Cuff: Joolz Hayworth
I wasn’t in a bad mood today though. I just felt like over-accessorizing and mixing a few items in a way I’d never worn them before. I can’t believe I found this crucifix in the grass while walking my dog. I picked it up, cleaned it off, and paired it with a skull cameo. I thought the little skeletons on my bracelet went well with it.
In high school my dad would get so angry when I wore a t-shirt with a Jolly Roger on it or a skull pin on my jacket. He probably thought it was satanic or I was death-obsessed. On the contrary! I love life and I happen to be amazed by the human body. Skeletons are so cool but we’ll never get to see our own.
I freaked my husband out once when we kissed and our teeth accidentally touched. I said, “we just touched skulls.” Apparently that’s not a romantic thing to tell a guy. Who knew?