CATS, SKORTS AND VALFRE

I hated being tiny for a long time, especially when I was growing up in all my pre-pubescent glory. I use to get made fun of for looking like I had an eating disorder and I could never fit into any of the juniors clothing when I was in middle school. I was a late (late, late, late) bloomer and I don’t think I really and truly grew into myself until the past year or two. What does this mean? Embracing the fact that I’m small framed (I’m 5’6 so I’m not that short). What does this mean in terms of fashion? KIDS CLOTHING. And wearing skorts from Goodwill that are size 5 in juniors (whatever that means?) It means saying F*** IT and working what I’ve got- aka no boobs, a butt and love for clothing that verges on the edge of ridiculous. aI just finished Viv Albertine’s biography and I’m currently reading Vivienne Westwood’s so I’ve been wearing a lot of plaid and channeling my inner Viv. I think the punks had the right idea by really utilizing fashion as a form of rebellion- they understood the power of a good (and striking) look. In my case, that means some cat tights from Hip Wa Zee, a plaid skort from Goodwill, my favorite new shoes from Target, my trusty denim jacket (with an extra dose of pins) and this amazing choker from Valfre. This may be one of my favorite outfits I’ve ever worn, simply because it made me feel powerful, confident and like I could kick the world in the butt. MXmvki-ZBqg8531nt4ueWMC7f30fRQGjomuK1gENsa4 l k j ihedcbgfAs always, photos by the amazing twin Alexandra. 

XOXO
Gabriela

 

Disco Witch

Lay your flowers out. Carefully, veiled in a glamour thinner than the lace you place on your skin. You’re gilded,  a crescent moon found on the darkest night, soft summer clouds cocooning gentle light. Place your roses one by one. A magick manifests as the earth whispers her secrets to you, slowly through weighted breaths, lulling you into a world caught between this and the next. Your heavy limbs find their way to a circle, where the only answer is to move your feet and dance under the midnight sky. You can get caught here, dancing with the fey until you’ve forgotten where you come from.aaYou’re a disco witch, a different breed. You find your call in the metallic glamour of long nights and vibrant beats. Your magick comes in the form of sequins, flowers and friends who spend their time exploring what it means to dance unapologetically through this life. You paint yourselves in silver like the stars and gold and bronze the color of the melting sun. You’re of the cosmos, a wicked kind of soul that’s not afraid to seek answers in the form of opal gilded starts. bbGI3ccGI2ddiilloothis oneMove gently. mm nnThanks to my babe Ivory and my twin Alexandra for making my Sunday perfect.

Vintage- Forgotten Feather

Photos- Alexandra Herstik