Brooklyn

Saying I was excited to go to New York this weekend would be a grave understatement. I have been counting down the days, anxiously awaiting to break out my most elaborate sartorial combinations that usually lie dormant in my closet. A girl can only take so many stink-eyes on her walk to class. But, this weekend is different. This weekend, I am one of them. I am among the fashion greats, the trend-making citizens of NYC. It is just a city, but I want it to be my city. 


Yesterday was spent scouring Broadway, ripping through sale racks and snacking at way too many restaurants. Today, we planned a quick trip to Brooklyn to meet up with family and dig through the Brooklyn Flea Market. Maybe this southern lady is a bit callow and naive when it comes to big-city exploring, but I could not get over myself. I was star struck with every step, my neck craned upward to catch glimpses of every fire escape and street sign. 
To prepare for Brooklyn, a place that holds the namesake of my favorite book (A Tree Grows in Brooklyn), I found it suitable to break in my newly-purchased sequined pants. I really am like a moth and fluorescent lighting when it comes to sparkles.


[geek-topshop, pants-madewell, shoes-target, bag-cynthia rowley, hat-h&m]

just another monday cliche

Okay, so maybe I didn't wear the sequined skirt today. It is monday, after all. There just wasn't enough time this weekend for blogging adventures. We here at UA were too busy stomping football rivals to notice anything else going on in the outside world, like say the gluttonous black friday uproars or cyber monday preparations.
I concocted this little celebration-esque get up to inspire the inner twinkling holiday prima-donna in all of us. But really, does there have to be an occasion to sport a sequined mini? The oversized sweater, aforementioned in a past post, makes its subsequent appearance to mask the skanky risque aura that may linger when one masks the upper thighs with five inches of glitter. The H&M  cable-knit has recently made itself at home amongst my winter wardrobe, often gracing the outdoors two and three times a week. It (she? does the pronoun choice really matter when referring to beloved sweaters?)  just seems to add the right amount of "frump" to contrast something that's too sparkly or too tight or too short. 
Sequin skirt+oversized knit+dainty bag/flats=perfect holiday ensemble. This combination screams I'm asking for attention because I'm wearing sequins, but it's okay because sequins are a holiday-approved textile, but really I don't care...see, I'm hiding my assets in a horizontally striped sweater that is two sizes too big. And scene. 

[sweater-h&m, skirt-forever21, shoes-ae, purse-target]

Rain simply cannot quell the sparkle of a sequined skirt nor the stomp of a studded heel.

I love mixing contrasting looks to create interesting and wearable outfits. I've had these pieces for a while now, but because fashion is in fact not a prerequisite to many Tuscaloosa venues, this ensemble rarely gets an audience. There is no fun in pairing a sequined skirt with an equally glam tube top and nude platforms. Predictable. By pairing the statement-making skirt with a subdued top (i.e white and distressed denim), the fashion sage will achieve wearable, every-day status. Who wouldn't want to adorn themselves in sequins on a daily basis?

 As it was raining off and on all day, my roommate and I decided a fun, sequined frock would contrast nicely with the dreary weather we've been having. What started with grey clouds, and a drizzle easily staunched by trees,  ended in an all out downpour, soaking us both to the bone. Exposing my childlike tendencies so often likened to a showboat and with leftover laughter from this afternoon, I give you my favorite unlikely union of trends. Denim, gold, leather, and the perfect white t-shirt—a combination every woman should remember.

Thank you, thank you sweet Sarah for your keen eye and fun-loving spirit.

"I'm singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feelin', I'm happy again.I'm laughing at clouds, so dark up above. The sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love. Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place. Come on with the rain. I've a smile on my face. I walk down the lane with a happy refrain. Just singin', singin' in the rain."


Gene Kelley knows my heart.