I wish I was a punk rocker

In the fourth grade, I refused to wear anything that wasn't black; partly because I wanted to be a boy and I thought that was the appropriate way to achieve it, but mostly because I thought it made me look older and cooler. I haven't changed much since. I am still a small white girl, and I still wear black to try to look dangerous, even though I am probably the least threatening thing in the world besides Winnie the Pooh. The closest thing I will ever get to being badass is putting on some circle sunglasses and dirty sneakers and glaring into a camera lens, so I take what I can get. How else am I supposed to express my teen-angstiness to the world??!?! ugh adults ugh rules ugh soCIETY!??!?!

Urban Outfitters tank and sunglasses, Amercian Apparel lace shorts and black socks, white Converse All Stars, Brandy Melville necklace, and a makeshift choker I made from an old shoelace

curse the infamous california weather!

I took advantage of these last days before the blazing hot SoCal sun sets in to rock a sweater while not drowning in my own sweat. As happy as I am that summer is coming, it also means incredibly hot weather, which means no layering! Gone will be the days where I could wear a sweater over a dress, tights and a bulky army jacket and still be appropriately clothed. How am I supposed to be super stylish if all I can wear outside without melting are booty shorts and tank tops? However, despite the struggles that ever-perfect Cali weather may pose, I refuse to don the ubiquitous Brandy Melville graphic tees that seem to be the staple of every teen girl around LA. I vow to maintain a certain standard of originality when dressing myself this summer, even whilst combatting the scorching heat.

This isn't actually my outfit, although I wish it was, so i can't say where I got it from. All I know is that the sweater and skirt are from a boutique in Japan.

urban decay

As much as I hate to admit that I've fallen under the category of "teen fashion blogger" I guess I'll have to accept it. Hopefully, my sense of style brings something new to the fashion blogging community rather than just adding to the array of grunge/indie/hipster/kawaii blogs that seem to dominate the internet lately.

In my first post, I talked about a decaying yet beautiful suburbia, and I think this outfit complements the post quite nicely. The schoolgirl-like outfit contrasted with the grimy background shows the slow deterioration of a once-great community.

I'm wearing a thrifted pleated tennis skirt and top, platform shoes from Urban Outfitters, socks from American Apparel, my school's cardigan