This past weekend was amazing but very heavy energetically. The Scorpio New Moon had me feeling heavy with contemplation, examining the cycles of my life as they present themselves in new ways. Halloween on Monday meant the veil between this world and the spirit realm was at its thinnest. Halloween is the day that spirits can come and go as they please, as can faery. Halloween weekend was the first time it’s been rainy and overcast since I arrived in LA three months ago. It felt like Autumn and it was beautiful but also very strong. I was on edge and vaguely anxious but spending time with my favorite people helped- a bit of hot chocolate, seeing a little boy in a dinosaur costume, and buying a cute scrunchy also helped. The energy is still strong so take time for yourself. Take a bath, reflect on the past month, go to a therapist, make some art- do what you need to do to make sure you’re in the safest, healthiest place you can be. Wear something that makes you feel good about being in your body if you can.
It is the time of the waning year. The sun is saying his last goodbyes as he gets ready to wrap himself in a shimmering, iridescent blanket of stars and slip into hibernation. The energy is twinkling as well, neon blues and pinks are in the air as the veil between this world and the spirit realm softens, smoothed out by a dose of glamour. October is around the corner, and with it the promise of darker days, shrouded in mystery and ties to parts of ourselves we seem to forget in the warmer months. This is a time of exploration, of curiosity- a time of intense introspection and rebirth. The wheel of the year is shifting to a season that celebrates the light but invites and honors the darkness to come. The Equinox was last week, a day of intense balance and energetic equilibrium. It is officially Fall, and with that comes an extra dose of new, creative energy. My sister Alexandra and I live down the street from the bookstore, plenty of stores and resteraunts, a cool newsstand and a Trader Joes. Saturday’s have been spent eating delicious food, walking around in the hot Los Angeles climate and bathing under neon signs. The energy this past week has been intense- I’ve felt like a snake shedding its skin. It’s been two years since I moved into my last apartment, two years since I started getting ready for London, two years since I had to do a lot of reevaluating with who I let into my life. All this energetic baggage I’ve been carrying the past two years is finally dissipating. The equinox was on the 22nd- I am 22, my birthday is on 2/2 and I’m a twin- so I really felt the weight of this seasonal shift and I’m using the momentum to move forward in a positive, beneficial and creative manner. Now I’m left with a new, shiny skin, a fresh set of eyes and an excitement for life that can only come from moving to a new city. I’ve been more intentional with what I buy- I am extremely picky with jackets and when I tried this metallic one on from Zara I knew I needed it, and that it’s not something I will probably ever get sick of. I’ve also been lusting after a pleated American Apparel skirt, so I bought this vintage cheerleader skirt from a local thrift shop as a dupe. A bandana, some sheer knee highs from Nordstrom Rack and my favorite cosmic bucket bag were the finishing touches on this look. I’m a firm believer in only wearing what you LOVE. There is nothing quiet as euphoric for me as spending the day in an outfit I love- very often other things I love will follow.Spend time with people you care about. Go to the cemetery. Leave flowers at beautiful graves. Go outside. Talk to the trees. Make some art. Sit under the full moon.
All photos by one of my favorite humans in the world- Alexandra.
I love you.
Sometimes it happens. You don’t eat enough, you go too hard, and you wake up feeling like death incarnate the next morning. We’ve all been there- hangovers are a part of life, for the most of us, after all. And even when you puke in the bathroom of your favorite brunch place (aka me last Saturday) it always helps to at least look decent. I never thought I would be the sort of girl who bought a baseball cap but I had a moment of weakness at Urban Outfitters and had to buy it. I think sober me was looking out for hungover me because let me tell you- it’s an easy way to look put together when you don’t feel it.
I paired this cap with a vintage slip dress from Ivory at Forgotten Feather, a cut out bra from Urban Outfitters, my favorite bucket bag from Zara and loafers from Target.
If you want to steal my look- go for it. Click below to shop! And don’t forget- if you drink, be smart, don’t drive and know your limits! it’s okay to be hungover. Just drink water, look cute and let your body rest.
I’M BACK IN THE SOUTH! I spent ten days in California and it was chill! I got back on Thursday at 4am. We flew into Charlotte- where we found my sister’s car battery dead, thanks to me leaving a light on. That’s the second car battery I’ve killed in the past month. What even…The rest of Thursday was spent in a haze. It feels like today’s the first day that I am starting to feel like I’m back to a good internal clock.
Anyway, I’m glad it’s finally my favorite day of the week! Saturday is my absolute, guilt free lazy day. It’s my day to not do anything I don’t want to do and I absolutely love it. I love staying up really late and sleeping in on Saturday’s, or going to Soda City, Columbia’s farmers weekly market, if I actually wake up. Yesterday was spent staying up until 6am watching Bob’s Burgers and sleeping until 1pm today. Scorpio Moon, ya’ll. But I don’t have any plans and I don’t feel guilty about it! I got lunch and drank a Bloody Maria and I’m currently sitting on my porch with no pants so I am content. I watched “Addams Family Values” for the first tim all the way through “as an adult” last night and oh my god. I get it. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to be an Israeli, Mexican witch living in Columbia, South Carolina- it’s like that. Also, as someone who had to go to outdoor summer camp for over a decade and hated it- I feel for Wednesday and Pugsly. Going into 7th grade, my parents sent me to a Jewish sleepaway camp for a month. I had never been to sleepaway camp and I already considered myself a witch- I did not want to go. I cried every day for a week straight.
Camp was the worst and suburban normies are (usually) the worst too! There’s nothing fun or important about failing to use your voice and be your own person, and judging people for this, and for not falling into your realm of comfort, is lame. Anyway, I loved the movie and am once again, reminded how Morticia Addams is probably the best fictional character ever and that she is severely underrated. Goals, am I right. Bodysuit:: American Apparel// Shoes:: Vagabond// Bag: Zara// Bolo, skirt, jacket:: VintageI hope you all have Saturday’s spent with people you love, dancing or relaxing!
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The perfect night inPlans are cancelled. Your perfect “going out” outfit has gone to waste and the bottle of champagne you’ve been waiting to pop feels more morbid than it does celebratory. What’s a girl to do? Not one for the game of self-pity, it seems as if a night in is in your cards. The obvious answer to any Saturday night dilemma is lingerie, lipstick and lots and lots of lace. Why waste a perfectly good evening brooding when you could be fabulous in your favorite lipstick, leaving kisses on a giant glass of bubbly? Dress up and bathe in the glories that make you, you. Grab your crystals and keep them close, nothing says “girls night” like posing with your favorite quartz. Instead of (metaphorically) cursing the boy or girl who ruined your plans, you thank them. How else would you have an excuse to drink out of your favorite chalice while binge watching Sex and the City. There’s a silver line to everything, so you choose to tie a balloon to this line and to float somewhere fabulous and far far away. Here’s the thing. Sometimes people mess up. Sometimes they let us down. But the one person who should always, ALWAYS, have your back is you. Spend your night celebrating everything that makes you the funky, weird, crazy human you are. And don’t forget to wear something good, and take photos, while you’re at it. All lingerie:: Lacy Lindsey// Crystals:: The Hoodwitch// Black shag jacket:: Disturbia// Leopard jacket:: Zara
All photos by Bree Burchfield
Ah, the bittersweet (mostly bitter) realization looming in the air. It’s the last day of summer. In 12 hours I will be on my way to my first 8am of the semester. But alas, there’s a silver lining; it’s my last first day of school. Senior year of college, what a thought. It feels even more appropriate now to continue wearing black, all the time no exceptions, to mourn the passing of both summer and the past 15 years of my life which have been filled with school. I made my twin Alexandra Herstik take some photos of me the other day because I don’t wear my glasses often and I felt kinda cute. You know how sometimes that happens and you need photographic proof of it? Exactly. I never wear denim… except when I’m wearing this jacket, or my one pair of black Topshop jeans, or a pair of really sick torn up, high waisted, bleached denim I scored for $7, which I still need to post about. Anyway, back to this jacket- I was talking to my friend Zach about how I wanted a denim jacket and he said his mom gave him one from the 80’s and had no use for it, how fitting. I got some really cool pins from a lovely lady named Scout, and I added my Vivienne Westwood pin from Search and Destroy in New York. I threw on a Topman tee with my favorite shorts and shoes, both from Urban, and I wore my Zara bag with it. I topped this outfit off with a gold collar necklace by Marc Jacobs I got while I was in New York this summer.
Anyway. Summer’s almost over and I don’t really know what to think of it. It was a whirlwind of traveling and new experiences, people, internships, kicking people out (if it doesn’t serve ya..) and mostly just living. It’s been an incredible summer, the best yet, and although I’m not necessarily excited about school, I am in my own sort of special way. College is such a time of transition and impermanence… it’s strange being present and living somewhere that manages to feel so temporary. I’m right where I need to be though, and I’m where I would have wanted to be my freshman year; that’s a pretty nice realization.
Here’s to the best last first day there is, and here’s to the best twin there is.
For this last set of Kimye inspired goodness, Bakari and I went to one of my favorite places to take photos- the top of my apartment’s parking garage! Imagine that we landed on a private jet, in true Kimye fashion, and that we were carried off onto the makeshift tarmac while we were eating grapes (we weren’t). For this set of photos I wore Zara waxed jeans, a Zara leather top and Steve Madden shoes.
As promised, here’s part II of my KIMYE series with my favorite human Bakari. For this set, we went a bit more rustic and endured the woods of Columbia, South Carolina for a bootylicious shoot (I hope). I wore a Topshop skirt and bra, Zara bag and some Jessica Simpson shoes to get my inner Kim flowing.
I think I like fashion because it’s in its own sort of realm of reality; it plays like a fantasy, almost like your favorite song. Of course fashion is all a glamour; a veil of beauty, of delusion. Fashion isn’t some sort of prophetic fairy tale, dying to rescue the promise of perfection for its seeker. Fashion is an escape, a way to clear your mind and change your perception.. If you’re lucky enough to have the privilege of fashion, you’re lucky enough to be able to create whoever it is you want to be, regardless of authenticity. I’ve been playing with shape and silhouettes lately, perhaps because I’m trying to find where my soul fits into this world, where I can make my mark. Fashion is a mental escape for me, a place to focus on when I need to be present and intentional. School work, internships, blogging, writing, are all ways for me to find my own sort of space and reality. Fashion is intentional for me, it’s inspiring and it’s humbling. It is for me, outer purpose. On Friday I went to see the Guy Bourdin exhibit at the Somerset House. Bourdin had an incredible penchant for really and truly creating incredible fashion images. Bourdin was meticulous in planning out every single shot he took; he knew exactly how he needed to set everything up and create the perfect lines and lighting and whatever else was necessary for his final piece to work. Bourdin was intentional, he was incredible, he was an artist who took pride in every single step. I highly recommend this exhibit to anyone interested in fashion or photography or art in general. The Somerset house is absolutely beautiful as well, it was truly a sight, especially as it got darker in the afternoon. I wore an all black ensemble with some patent details and a coat from Zara, warm and practical considering the nature of London’s weather, very unpredictable.Shirt, coat and necklace: Zara/ Leggings: Joe’s Jeans/ Bag: BCBGeneration/ Boots: Jeffrey Campbell/ Necklace: Primark/ Beanie: Unif/ Shirt (around waist): H&M
I hope you all found some escapr this weekend.
PS: My twin Alexandra Herstik, @alexyael, kindly edited these for me. Thanks twin.
There’s a certain power that arises when you tap into your own intuition, into your own spirit, and declare to the universe that YOU are the one in charge of your own manifestations and actions. I think this sort of surrender is an ongoing process, and it’s one that I’m trying my best to practice each and every day. I think it’s important to keep in mind that although you may not have control over situations that arise in your life, you do have control over how you handle those situations. I think in this way, gratuity and positive intention really make a difference in the way that you deal with life’s punches; because here’s the thing, shit happens. It does. We don’t have control over that, but we do have control over how we view and handle those situations. It’s when it feels like life’s trying us most that gratuity becomes the key in coping.
Don’t get me wrong, I think every emotion is worthy; the good and the “bad”. But I also believe that it’s easy to get stuck in an emotion, in a past story, and I also believe that gratuity for the present moment, as well as the past and the future, is the key to getting out of this rut.
The Magician sings of this sort of intentive action. She is inner strength, manifestation and power. She uses all the elements at her disposal to create. In this case, The Magician uses the suites of the tarot deck, the chalice, the wand, the sword and the pentacle, to conjure up whatever she so desires. The Magician is the second card in the tarot, although she is number one in the deck. The Chariot sings of movement forward, of inner strength being a guiding light of sorts. The Magician is this inner strength, this inner power, which is used to create and manifest whatever you want. The Magician sings a gratuitous song. She reminds us that we have control over ourselves, we are the ones driving our own chariot onward, creating our own path, manifesting whatever it is we so desire. The Magician is is the card of the individual, speaking to individual action and manifestation. When drawn in a reading, The Magician is a reminder that we have power to cultivate, that maybe we’re not seeing the bigger picture; maybe we’re not realizing the power of our own intentive manifestations. The Magician reminds us that we have the elements necessary to manifest our intention into reality.
I wanted to feel alive, regal, and (my version of) colorful in this outfit. I wanted to feel cloaked, and protected and magickal. I wore the dress I wore for my 20th birthday layered under a big, knit sweater and I added layered necklaces and a scarf i cinched around my waist. I wore two different mala beads around my wrist, wrapped my pentacle necklace into a bracelet, grabbed my skeleton hand chalice and figured I would grab a wand from the forest and use my eyes as daggers to round up all the suites in the card. I wanted to feel draped and covered with jewel tones, I wanted to feel strong and powerful, I wanted to feel like I was magick manifested. Dress: Urban Outfitters/ Sweater: Zara/ Necklaces: H&M and Forever 21/ Shoes: Jeffrey CampbellI’m so thankful for Mary and her amazing spirit. Working with her on this series has been absolutely amazing and I’m going to miss her while I’m in London! I can’t wait to continue this series and keep up with this beautiful woman. Find Mary’s Facebook HERE and her website HERE.