Earlier today I came across an article- but not any article. THIS article. One which says the “Strat’ uniform is revolutionary. For those of you who don’t live in an SEC college town with an ungodly amount of Greek life, that’s the code for sorority uniform- oversized shirt and Nike shorts. The revolution, I suppose, comes from the idea that dressing for comfort, and purely comfort, is revolutionary. The writer didn’t actually talk about this, they just put it in the title and never brought it up. So, I don’t know what’s revolutionary about wearing tee shirts and shorts. If you think dressing like everyone else, simply because it’s the easiest choice and it’s practical, is revolutionary. you’re wrong. Saying that this uniform is revolutionary is taking away from women and men like Coco Chanel, Christian Dior, Vivienne Westwood and Rei Kawakubo. You’re taking away from the importance of what we wear to express who we are, especially in terms of gender and social constructs. I’m not here to lecture you, I’m just saying you’re wrong. Fashion can be revolutionary, just not in the way you think. There’s an interesting feeling that comes with purposefully crafting the way you move through this life. If you’re able to shape the way you enter the world, if you’re ever given that opportunity and don’t take advantage- you’re missing something good. There’s a power that’s found in that sort of self- love, one that I would argue is revolutionary.You don’t need anyone else’s approval. The only person who has to be comfortable with who you are, with what you chose, with the way you live, is you. If we all loved ourselves without fail, and empowered one another to do the same- that would be revolutionary.

Carrying this self-love in the form of fashion is my personal revolution.

1My revolution comes in the form of soul style. Which, for me, is finding an aesthetic representation for my soul.This means all  black, bright lipstick, a half shaved scalp, beautiful lingerie and strong eyebrows. When I wear all black, I feel like there’s a silhouette and less detail- like I can be who I am without people being distracted or worried about the little things. They’re too busy taking in the bigger picture (and unintentionally feeling my vibes and aura). I feel an energetic alignment when I wear something that makes me feel connected to the night and to the universe, especially when it’s in the form of a kick-ass outfit. It is my opinion, that self-love is a radical revolution; ignoring it, is not.

Today my revolution came in the form of brunch, taking these photos with Alex, cleaning, and movie and craft night with Ivory. I wore a pink harness bra from Urban Outfitters, my Betsey Johnson earrings and a new Wet and Wild lipstick that is my current obsession (and only $2). My shirt was handed down from one of my favorite friends, and the shorts are from my work, Hip Wa Zee. Lot’s of love went into this outfit.

2 3 4 5 6 7810 11Team effort with the twin, in her own soul style. Alex is the best and her photography skills make me feel pretty, so thank you twin.

Here’s to a new revolution.

Here’s the Sundays with a little bit of soul (ha)

Why I Wanna Make Space Goth Happen

Throw it back to the summer of ’06. I was 12, going into the 7th grade and I was at a JCC summer camp where each day we went and did a different nifty thing in Atlanta. This particular day I don’t know where we went, maybe Dahlonega, but I do remember this; a really sweet comic bookstore and leaving it with three vintage Sabrina The Teenage Witch comics from the 70’s. Score. So I was on the  bus, riding back to the JCC, doing my thing and reading my sick comics. There was one section I still remember; letters readers wrote to Sabrina, this time about what they thought the year 2000 would be like. According to these wise flower children, by the time the new millennium rolled around we would be living on the moon and life would be totally Zenon (even if they didn’t know it yet).alien gothOkay well news flash to these poor souls. It’s 2015, we don’t live on the moon and according to the government and the mass population, aliens don’t even exists (they do). What?! It’s 2015 and you can freeze a body but we haven’t contacted aliens? I don’t understand. I’m very clearly upset by this, obviously, and I realized something the other day that inspired this post. We have no clue (zip, zilch) about what aliens would be like or look like, We really don’t. But- we can imagine, hence the Roswell New Mexico style green guy- and we can also find some aesthetic inspiration from the cosmos.

I remembered my comics the other day,  and started thinking about how far we are from what those children thought the year 2000 would be like. Well, we may not have aliens, but we so totally can and should dress the way they imagined we would. In 50 years, the fashion history text books are going to be writing about what the youngins in the second decade of the 21st century wore. They may very well be talking about how the 90’s and 80’s came back, or about what people wear to raves or Coachella. But you know what they should be talking about? Space Goth. Yes,  Space Goth. Or any sort of space or alien inspired aesthetic. Why? Because aliens still haven’t come down to hang with us Twilight Zone style, or maybe they have, and that’s sad. So, we should be inspired by our alien friends and dress like what we think they would dress like.


If the fashion history textbooks and historians and all those humans are going to be writing about what we’re wearing, we may as well give them something to write about. In the age of technology, where we know so much, there’s still so much left to wonder about. We’re the Aquarius children anyway, why don’t we find inspiration from the unknown, from life beyond our solar system or even life beyond death?

Here’s to the unknown.

Here’s to making Space Goth happen.